Extraordinary members of the last days

Chapter 96

An orphanage on the outskirts of the city.

The old buildings wailed in the howling north wind, as if they would collapse in the next second.The few scattered houses around were also unoccupied for a long time, and the whole environment looked particularly gloomy.

"Dinner's ready, kids!" A tall woman reluctantly came out of the house carrying a huge wooden bucket, and knocked a few times on the iron sheet on one side with a big spoon in her hand.

"Hula la." A group of ragged children rushed out from several low houses, staring at the big barrel in her hand with burning eyes.The youngest of them is no more than four or five years old, and the oldest is no more than ten years old. They are of different sizes, but they all have one thing in common: thinness.

"Bah, it's time for dinner, I'm excited, hmph." The woman spat, then tightened her thick coat tightly, grabbed the bottom of the bucket, poured out the contents in a rude manner, and turned to leave.

In the fierce cold wind, the children waited for the woman to go far before they dared to move, chirping and swarming up.

"My mine!"

"Go away! It's mine!"

"Ah, woo woo."

"Shut up! It's all mine, mine! Get out!"

One of the little boys moved exceptionally nimbly, his thin body was as slippery as a fish swimming in the crowd, and he deftly picked up steamed buns that were rolling around on the ground and carried them in his arms.He was very young, no more than six or seven years old at most, but he suppressed the older children around him to death.

Seeing the two older children blocking his way, the boy showed a fierce look and bared his miserable white teeth: "Get out! What are you looking at?! Get out!"

The older children were frightened by his fierce appearance and hesitated for a few seconds, but the temptation of steamed buns was too great, they gritted their teeth and rushed towards him.

"Oh, Mo Yi!" In a hut at the end of the yard, a thinner child bared his head and called out, full of worry.

"Gong Xin, go back! Go back!" Mo Yi shouted a little nervously, and for the first time showed some other expressions on his fierce little face.

Gong Xin hesitated for a while, and went back to the house obediently, but continued to observe the situation outside through the leaky door.His footsteps were a little unsteady, and he went up and down when he walked, and one leg was obviously inconvenient.

The child named Mo Yi carefully hugged the steamed bun in his arms tightly, fastened a dead button with the corner of his clothes, turned around, took a wooden stick full of burrs from the garbage dump next to him, hugged it in his arms, and turned towards the opposite side viciously. The big kid smashed it.

"Ah!" Obviously he didn't expect him to move so fast, the opponent couldn't dodge in time and was knocked to the ground by a stick, followed by a burst of solid beatings.

"Ah, don't, don't hit!" The boy cried out in pain, crawling around in a mess on the ground, and the other boy shrank in the rubbish pile in fright after being hit twice, not daring to move. He looked at the ruthless child in front of him in horror.

"Wuuu, stop beating!" The boy finally couldn't help crying loudly, his face covered with mud, snot and tears.

Mo Yi hit his head hard, and after hearing the words of begging for mercy, he struck harder and faster. After a while, the stick was stained with red liquid.

"Mo Yi, Mo Yi!" Gong Xin limped over, stepped forward to persuade the fight, "Don't fight, don't fight."

"Gong Xin, why did you come out?" Mo Yi pushed him away, "Go back, go back!" Putting all the steamed buns in his arms into his arms, "Here, go back and wait for me first! Let me clean up After you're done, you brat will go back." As he wiped off his sweat, he was about to start work again, and seeing him like this, the children on the ground cried even louder.

"No, no!" Gong Xin moved over with difficulty and stopped him, "If you go on like this, you will be beaten again! He will die!"

Mo Yi paused and frowned.

"Get out!" Gong Xin took the opportunity to shout at the boy who couldn't move, "Get out soon?!"

"Wow!" Seeing that Mo Yi didn't make any more moves, the two children scrambled to their feet, and ran away crying, as if there was a monster chasing after them.

"What are you looking at?!" Mo Yi threw the stick away, and yelled fiercely at the little heads around him, full of momentum at a young age, "Go back to me!"

"Let's go, let's go!" Gong Xin pulled Mo Yi's tattered clothes vigorously, and walked towards the hut where the two lived alone.

"Gong Xin, Gong Xin, look!" Entering the room, the fierce look on Mo Yi's face immediately disappeared, and he happily counted the steamed buns he just snatched, "One, two, three, four, six, seven ,eight"

"Oh, Mo Yi," Gong Xin said with a stern face, "Didn't I say it last time, after four is five, not six."

"Really?" Mo Yi scratched his head in embarrassment, and said nonchalantly, "These are not important, look, we have something to eat again!"

Gong Xin felt helpless about his forgetfulness and sighed.

"Hey, don't be like this." Mo Yi poked him, "Is it okay if I study hard? Eat, eat!" As he spoke, he stuffed a cleanest steamed bun into Gong Xin's hand, and pushed it in front of his eyes push.

Gong Xin was about half a year older than Mo Yi, and he was much quieter.He was discarded by his parents due to a birth disability, and the name was the only thing he got from them.

As for Mo Yi, he didn't even know why he was abandoned by his parents, even the name was created with Gong Xin's help.It was an uncle surnamed Yi who discovered him at the time, and the "Yi" in the back was the first character Gong Xin learned.

Although this orphanage is remote and dilapidated, people occasionally come to it because of the low adoption fee.Gong Xin is very smart, and he taught himself a lot about elementary school with the help of a few broken books picked up from the garbage dump.It stands to reason that such a child will be liked by many people, but everyone likes a smart mind, but a disabled body is something that everyone can't avoid.

And Mo Yi was like a little wolf cub who was on alert at all times, any disturbance might make him explode, revealing his bloodthirsty little claws and fangs.Even the director of the orphanage didn't like him, so no one came back to adopt him.

By accident, the two loneliest children became the rarest friends.

After gnawing hard dry steamed buns in cold water with ice scum, Gong Xin started his daily teaching as usual.Although he didn't like it, Mo Yi persisted with a bitter face.

"Follow me, God~!"

"God~!"

"Mo Yi! Don't look around!"

"Oh, God~!"

The winter sun slanted in and hit the two immature faces warmly.

Fate seems to like to play tricks on these poor children. On a freezing and rainy night, Gong Xin had a fever.His little face was burning red, his pale lips were dry and cracked, blood oozing out one after another, and there were unconscious groans from his mouth.

"Hey! Gong Xin!" Mo Yi looked at him nervously, not knowing what to do.Having never encountered such a situation before, he was terrified and didn't know what to do. "You, can you hear me? Gong Xin?!"

The boy on the wooden board did not respond, but hummed uncomfortably, and his body also wobbled.

Gritting his teeth, Mo Yi rushed out against the heavy rain, and slammed the dean's door fiercely: "Hey! Open the door, open the door!"

"Open the door quickly! Open the door!"

"Woo, Gong Xin, Gong Xin will die! Open the door, open the door, woo woo!"

"Mo Yi!" In the hut opposite, a little girl timidly stretched out her head and said fearfully, "The dean is not here, I went home two days ago, hey, Mo Yi!"

Mo Yi ran back to the hut, looking at Gong Xin who was twitching in pain, tears streaming down his face.Can't wait any longer!He remembered that Gong Xin said that there is a place called a hospital outside that can cure diseases and save people!He's going now!As long as you get there, Gong Xin will be fine!
He rummaged through boxes and boxes and began to pull, wrapped Gong Xin tightly with a big blanket that he was usually reluctant to use, bent down, and carried it on his back with difficulty.

"Hmm!" The thin body reeled under the pressure, Mo Yi stabilized his body dangerously, glanced at the glass shards in front of him, turned and walked into the rain.

The heavy raindrops hit the two of them hard, and the blanket wrapped around Gong Xin was soon soaked. He murmured unconsciously: "Cold, cold, Mo, Mo Yi."

"Cough cough," Mo Yi tried to hide under the tree, and took a hard breath, "I'm here! You, you persevere, we will arrive at the hospital soon!" Pushing the person up again, Mo Yi took a step Move forward step by step.

After leaving the alley where the orphanage is located, Mo Yi was dizzy and could only look around blankly, he had no idea where the place called the hospital was.The signs and stop signs of the surrounding buildings were of no use to him who couldn't even count them all.

Gong Xin on his back trembled even more, and Mo Yi's heart tightened a little bit.He could only walk forward mechanically, hoping to meet someone to ask for directions, but in the rainy winter night, almost no one came out!Mo Yi carried Gong Xin on his back and walked, walked, walked, he didn't know how far he had walked, but he only remembered a long time, a long time, so long that his whole body was frozen, and so long that the tears on his face were frozen icicles.

"Hospital, hospital!" Mo Yi kept repeating, moving his feet forward mechanically.His physical strength has been exhausted, and the reason why he has not fallen down now is entirely supported by a willpower.

At the end of the dark road, lights flickered suddenly, and a car was speeding towards it. There was a glimmer of hope on Mo Yi's stiff face, and he ran forward desperately, shouting: "Stop, stop!"

But he was too tired, and he was carrying Gong Xin, who was not much lighter than himself, on his back, so he couldn't run at all.

With a "plop", Mo Yi fell hard into the muddy water, and the approaching car whizzed past him, splashing dirty water all over the ground.

"Don't go!" Mo Yi panted heavily, stretched out one hand weakly into the distance, and whimpered, "Please, don't go! Come back!"

"Woo, please, come back!"

"Hospital, I'm going to the hospital, come back"

Mo Yi, who fell to the ground, no longer had the strength to get up, and the blood dripping from his palms also froze into ice in the cold wind.His hands and feet had already lost consciousness, and gradually, the scenery in front of him began to blur, making it difficult to distinguish clearly.

"Doctor, hospital"

"I, save Gong"

The skinny little hand hung down feebly, splashing a stream of mud heavily, and then stopped moving.

(End of this chapter)