On the third day of the upheaval, I still didn't contact Zhimin and them, I had to go to that dark alley, I had walked here countless times before, bought barbecue to eat, but now there was no one, only their cart fell to the ground, no one paid attention, I turned a corner, and saw her standing there pitifully, there was still a clotted blood clot on her arm, my heart settled down, at least she was still there, I ran over and patted her shoulder, she saw me coming, tears immediately fell. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Did you find them? I asked her.

No. She shook her head and said, the tears in her eyes growing a little bigger, dripping in the cloudy wind.

We didn't speak again, I don't know where those people went, whether they were still alive, there were still heavy dark clouds in the sky, the sun hadn't come out for a long time, I didn't know if there would be sunny days in the future, I didn't know if there would be tomorrow, faintly, I heard a cry in the distance, and I immediately stopped her hand.

Would you like to come with me?" I asked her.

Where?," she said, wiping away her tears.

I lowered my head and didn't speak.

The world is so big, but there is no place to stay, I can't even find a place to see the sun, I don't know how many people are like me under this dark cloud? Anxious and helpless searching, this beautiful world became cold in the blink of an eye, and I could only hear my own footsteps when I walked a few hundred meters, and I was a happy one, at least I could hear her heartbeat.

We were standing in that gloomy alley, no one coming, no one going, a desolate wind blew, blowing some film bags, and slowly flying, like elves in the daytime, floating up into the sky, disappearing into the distance, going where we could not reach.

Let's go to school!" I said, taking her hand.

She replied softly, as I had seen her for the first time, always gently, as if the wind was about to blow away, like those white film bags, to places I could not reach.

We crossed the broken road, a red sign fell to the ground, dim, the fire was raging in the tall buildings in the distance, I don't know what happened, the TV wall was all broken, we couldn't receive information, we passed by a Carrefour supermarket, I told her to wait for me where she was, and then ran in, took some food, and quickly ran out again, she was still standing in place, not blown away by the wind, I was relieved again, and stuffed things for her.

If you like to eat, eat it quickly, maybe you won't be able to eat it in the future. I say.

She nodded slightly, tugging at the packets of food.

I continued to pull her in the direction of the school, walking in the boundless ruins, like a new walk in a hazy memory, I had passed through here countless times after school, but now it has become a ruin, burying all the traces, and finally she can't walk, I had to carry her, continue to walk towards the school, when we are most at a loss, I think, just the school, the safest place in my heart, after a while, I ran to the school gate with her on my back, at this time the bottom of the school gate is already a maroon, stained with dried blood, next to the tree hanging an arm, I don't know which classmate's, That arm may have written a full score of the college entrance examination papers, or may be the undergraduate seedlings in the eyes of the teacher, but at this moment, it has only become a scenery hanging on the tree, a blood-colored landscape, I carried her and quickly ran into the school, at this time the school was already empty, and there was no one on the lively basketball court in the past, and there was no need to grab a position.

I stood on the campus avenue and looked at it for a while, the girls' dormitory in the distance was gone, only a ruin, and the boys' dormitory next to it was still half of the building, crumbling, only the teaching building was still solid, I carried her to the teaching building, to the third floor, the classroom where we had classes.

I put her down and put her in her place, the blackboard still had the math formulas written in the previous class, as if the class had just ended, the board books had not been erased, everything was like yesterday.

Time seems to have stopped, there is no purpose, there is no direction, I don't know what to do, I also sat down gently, picked up a book and looked at it, it was Zhang Tao's language book, the characters on it were changed beyond recognition by him, Confucius's hand holding the scroll was turned into a guitar by him, it looked lifelike, as if Confucius was playing the guitar, I couldn't help but smile, this was the first time I laughed in three days, it seemed that those happy days were back at the moment, she and I were just in the classroom after class, and after a while, there would be classmates who would return to the classroom after dinner, and then the class bell would be ringed, and then the teacher arrived, and then we continued the class, but none of this is possible, and they will never come again.

I closed Zhang Tao's book, walked to the window, and quietly looked over, the city in the distance had become blurred, and I didn't know who was where.

I just stood quietly, my thoughts were mixed, she sat quietly in her seat, we didn't speak again, I didn't know what to say, like two shells, summer was coming, it seemed that a summer vacation was waiting for us, but I knew that summer vacation would never come again, those days of eating popsicles under the tree could only be produced in memories, those hot and restless seasons, all buried under the ruins.

I stood for a long time, until night fell, the classroom was already pitch black, I went to the door, turned on the switch, but there was no electricity, the night invaded the land, I couldn't see her face clearly in the dark, but I could hear her heartbeat, in the dark, rhythmically ringing.

Where are you going tomorrow?, she asked me suddenly.

I didn't answer, I don't know, but I thought that tomorrow maybe the sun would come out, and if there wasn't sunrise, then I would take her to find it.

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