After the end of the joint examination of the eight schools, it means the arrival of the holiday, and Yang Yi's school is ready to leave school early the next day, which also means that the arrival of the summer vacation will also come unexpectedly.

In the early morning, the sun has not yet risen, thousands of golden rays have not yet spread the earth, the birds have not yet gotten up and chirped, but the breeze has already swept the whole campus, and the sound of excitement has been noisy in the entire men's and women's dormitories early.

At that time, students did not have mobile phones, communication was not developed, and more information was transmitted through letters.

In the breeze, a boy walked not far from the girls' dormitory, and through the slightly dim light, he could clearly see the door of the girls' dormitory, and any girl who entered and exited could have a full view.

After a while, a slender figure of Ana appeared in Yang Yi's field of vision, the breeze gently blew the not long hair, and a pair of big eyes habitually looked around, until he found the figure of the boy not far away, revealing a sweet smile, and rushed towards the boy.

The moment the girl approached the boy, she jumped up and threw herself into the boy's arms, and the boy hurriedly held the girl in his arms, looked around with some uneasy eyes, and muttered: "Come down quickly, or others will see it." ”

The girl said a little fiercely: "I'm not afraid of a girl, what are you afraid of?" After speaking, she pinched the boy hard, obviously dissatisfied with the boy's performance just now, the boy grinned in pain, but he was helpless, rolled his eyes, and the girl seemed to notice that she was working harder, and gently rubbed the place where the boy had just been pinched by herself with her smooth little hands.

"Does it hurt?" the girl asked softly.

"It doesn't hurt. The boy grinned.

"Look at your stupidity. The girl was also amused by the boy's actions, covering her mouth and chuckling.

Every holiday, whether it is a weekend or a winter or summer vacation, Yang Yi will wait for Wen Xiao in this place, and after having breakfast together, they will go back to their homes and experience a short separation.

This also makes the two seem a little entangled, on the one hand, a pleasant holiday, and on the other hand, a brief separation from each other.

Although Yang Yi and Wen Xiao got up early, there was someone earlier than them, that is, the school's cafeteria master, because some students were far away from the school, and the transportation was not convenient, the school's breakfast was much earlier than other times on weekdays.

When Yang Yi and Wen Xiao came to the cafeteria, the hot steamed buns had already been placed, Yang Yi bought a few steamed buns, and strolled with Wen Xiao on the slightly empty playground.

Eating the most simple food in his mouth, with the most warm smile on his face, the boy is like a big stomach, gobbling up steamed buns in his hand, sometimes accidentally swallowed, the girl hurriedly patted the boy on the back, with a worried face, and kept telling the boy to eat slowly, no one grabbed him.

The way a girl eats steamed buns is very different from a boy, like a princess in the European Middle Ages, with elegant manners, slow and methodical, not in a hurry.

In contrast to the boy's eating, the girl sometimes tears off a piece of steamed bun and gently feeds it into the boy's mouth, the boy bites it down, and even takes the girl's smooth fingers in his mouth, which makes the girl very pretty and slightly red, and gently pats the boy, looking extremely shy.

The boy looked at the girl's shy appearance, laughed, laughed very happily, laughed very honored, happy perhaps because his heart was full of joy at this moment, honor or because of the company, the girl's company.

People begin to perceive the world from a hazy beginning, but later we find that sometimes we may know less about the world, the more beautiful we feel, and the more we know, the more tired we become.

The good times make people feel that they are always so short, Yang Yi and Wen Xiao are also separated in the wave of students, there is no enthusiastic embrace, no loud shouting, only deep reluctance and attachment hidden in the eyes.

After all, a holiday is two months, which seems to be a little longer for Yang Yi and Wen Xiao.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the summer light had already illuminated the whole earth, Yang Yi stepped on the golden light, carried his schoolbag, and walked alone towards his grandmother's house as usual.

Walking and walking, suddenly, Yang Yi only felt cold all over his body, even in the scorching heat of July, he still felt the cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, Yang Yi reached out and touched his forehead, and found that it was already hot.

Yang Yi knew that he was having a fever again, and this was not the first time that this situation had appeared, but this time it was more abrupt and without warning, which made Yang Yi seem a little flustered, after all, there was no one on the road for most of the time.

Yang Yi gritted his teeth, his hands were tightly wrapped in his arms, and his whole body was exposed to the sun, even so it was still difficult to drive away the chill in his body, and his whole body couldn't help but shake violently, and his teeth and lips touched slightly, making a knocking sound.

It seems that God has cast a shadow over Yang Yi, making it difficult for him to walk an inch on the way back, this journey is extremely difficult for Yang Yi, unaccompanied, but he has to fight against the chills coming from his body.

Douda's sweat continued to fall from Yang Yi's forehead, his face looked extremely pale, and Yang Yi used all his strength to walk towards his grandmother's house step by step, staggering, like a drunk man staggering.

It was like the chill of the tide began to slowly erode Yang Yi's consciousness, as if building a cage to deeply encircle Yang Yi's consciousness, constantly narrowing the scope of erosion, until Yang Yi's entire consciousness was completely blurred, and Yang Yi's eyes slowly closed.

Rumble!

As Yang Yi's last trace of consciousness disappeared, Yang Yi's entire body fell to the ground with a bang, and the force of his body's inertia splashed a little dust.

Yang Yi, who fell to the ground, was like a sleeping child, lying quietly on the country road, motionless, and the slight breathing seemed to reveal some signs of life.

The wind chirps softly, the birds sing softly, and the sun is shining, forming a slightly distorted picture with the quietly "sleeping" boy on the mountain village path.

God made the boy collapse violently, like peeling off the cocoon, making the boy's sense of life weaker and weaker, unintentional, ignorant, helpless and lonely.

At this time, the boy is like a flat boat in the sea, a slightly larger wave can overturn the flat boat, like a lonely pedestrian in the desert, the water in the body is getting less and less, maybe the next second will be buried by thousands of miles of yellow sand.

Perhaps it was God's mercy again, the poor boy's ill-fated childhood, the poor boy did not enjoy the love of his father and mother very early, although the poor boy was growing up, he suffered endless sickness and pain in his limited life, giving him a trace of life.

Soon after Yang Yi fell into a coma, two passers-by found Yang Yi lying in the middle of the road, and the two kept calling, but they still did not wake Yang Yi up.

The two touched Yang Yi's hot forehead, knowing that the child was in critical condition, and no longer hesitated, one of them carried Yang Yi on his back and walked towards the village, and the other hurried to inform Yang Yi's grandmother, uncle, aunt, and aunt in front.

After his cousin Zhang Jing learned that his Yang Yige had fainted in the middle of the road, he cried so much that he had to go to his Yang Yige despite his parents' resistance, maybe in Zhang Jing's eyes at that time, coma was equivalent to death.

When the aunt and uncle learned about it, they were so frightened that the uncle didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he ran away, and the aunt followed closely, and the grandmother, grandfather, and aunt were already restless, and the worried look was engraved on everyone's face, and after a while, they burst into tears.

Grandma's old face was even more sad, and she raised her head and asked Cangtian: "God, why do you treat my daughter like this, treat my grandson like this, if you really want to, let me bear this cry instead of them." After saying that, the old man burst into tears.

It's just that God didn't respond to this sad old man.

The path in the mountain village is a little rough, and the road is scattered with all kinds of hard stones, which break the feet of the uncle who is rushing away, penetrate into the soles of the feet, and the traces of blood are left on the entire mountain village road with the uncle's running figure.

The pain of breaking the skin had already passed through the nerve center to the uncle's brain center, but the uncle's brain center at this time was completely occupied by the worry about Yang Yi, and he had no time to deal with the pain coming from his body.

The aunt's slightly obese body seemed to be possessed by some powerful force at the moment, and her slightly clumsy body, which was usually a little clumsy, was already walking like a fly at this moment, closely following behind her uncle, and the sweat on her forehead continued to drip down her cheeks like rain.

Finally, the uncle in front found Yang Yi who was lying on someone else's back and fainted, faster, more blood dripping from his feet, and the blood-colored footprints looked particularly red and dazzling in the sunlight.

Uncle took Yang Yi over, this young man in his twenties looked at Yang Yi's pale little face, tears were like a dam breaking down, constantly flowing, wow wow crying, and his body couldn't help but choke and twitch constantly.

Some people say that men don't flick their tears, but they don't get to the sad place, maybe many men in the world are really like this, they can't bear the pressure of that life, they can't bear the affectionate worries, and when they can't bear the sincere love and leave, they will cry like a child to release the pain in their hearts.

Yang Yi's aunt is a doctor, although her eyes are very worried, but as a doctor, it is more important to check the patient as soon as possible, and hurriedly asked her uncle to put Yang Yiping on the ground.

When the uncle heard this, he hurriedly took off the short sleeves of his upper body as a pillow, and put Yang Yi down very gently, the aunt checked Yang Yi's various life characteristics with a solemn face, and after the examination, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to his uncle: "It's not life-threatening, it's just that I passed out due to a high fever." ”

When the uncle heard this, the young man in his twenties wiped the tears from his face and burst into tears like a child.

The aunt continued: "Quickly carry him back, you have to cool him down first, otherwise the continuous high fever will affect his future development, and even take away his life, and it can't be delayed any longer." ”

When the uncle heard this, he hurriedly put Yang Yi on his back and rushed away, carrying Yang Yi on his back, the weight of the uncle's soles was even greater, and some hard stones had already been embedded in his uncle's flesh and blood, and the blood was like a trickle of continuous flow, staining the land red, and the blood-colored footprints were even more dazzling in the sun.

A figure in his twenties was running desperately in the sun, and a "sleeping" boy on his back was lying quietly.

The blood-colored footprints seem to prove the silent love of this young man in his twenties for the child he carries, it is very heavy, even a little bloody, but the love is unhesitating and touching.