She hadn't eaten for days, and she hadn't actually vomited anything.

But even if it was retching, it made her vomit.

The black man who was in charge of holding them no longer cared for the two of them, and more people ran out of the house one after another.

The gunfire rang out like a cannonball, and as the number of people joining the battle grew, it soon became like a burst of fried beans.

It didn't work for Fang Songqi to cover her ears, her legs were so weak that she sat directly on the ground, her brain was buzzing from the terrifying gunfire, and the whole person was in a trance as if she could float up at any time, but in fact, her body seemed to be filled with lead, and she couldn't move at all.

Xiao Jiang was talking to her, and her ears seemed to be invisibly separated by a barrier, and she couldn't hear clearly.

Her mind was blank and there was nothing, and she was forcibly pulled and run by Sister Jiang in a chaotic manner, and she had to fall down three times and twice, but Sister Jiang was stunned and dragged her to support her.

The oncoming air was hot and dry, like a hot hair dryer aimed at their faces and throats. In addition to the sound of gunfire, there was also a movement like time or thunder behind him, which should have been something like a grenade, and even the roar of a fighter plane rolled overhead.

She mechanically followed Sister Jiang, not knowing where she was going, every second was extraordinarily long, and she was being chased by death.

There were other people running around, mostly local women, some of them naked, thin, weak, bruised and dull.

There's no doubt what happened to them. Women and children are often the biggest victims of war.

Thinking that she and Sister Xiao Jiang had just stepped into that house, she was afraid that she would almost be a soft-footed shrimp again.

The road behind stretches as far as the eye can see, villages that have been looted, abandoned or burned.

There were many corpses lying on the ground, because the skin was in different stages of decay at different times of death, some were obviously just dead, and some were dry as if the bones were covered with a layer of leather. And the clothes on the body and the clothes on the body were taken off by those naked women, which was very sought-after.

Fang Songqi was so dizzy that she didn't even have the strength to nauseate and retch, and the huge exhaustion made her want to give up, if it weren't for the fact that her lips couldn't open, she might have asked Sister Jiang to stop caring about her.

She didn't want to run anymore. It's too painful to step on the horse. It's better to die happily, and it's a hundred. You have to die cleanly if you die, and you can't drag others down.

Sister Jiang looked weaker than her before, but now she held out longer than her, and when it got dark, they didn't find a temporary shelter or a refugee camp or anything like that, and slept in the wild with some other people.

After Fang Songqi leaned on the trunk of the tree, he couldn't move at all.

Sister Jiang untied her headscarf slightly to breathe.

The headscarves, including one of the local traditional clothes that Sister Jiang is now wrapping herself, were all snatched from the dead body by Sister Jiang halfway.

I also grabbed a pair of shoes.

When they were in the hands of Tanzanian traffickers, they fled barefoot without shoes, and they were already miserable. Later, the shoes that were snatched were worn by one person, but in fact, they were not used for birds.

Previously, because of the numbness of pain all over his body, Fang Songqi didn't pay too much attention to his feet, and at this time, Sister Jiang temporarily took off her shoes from her feet, and the broken blisters and the adhesive skin of the wound were almost torn off, and Fang Songqi endured tears all the way and slipped out of his eyes uncontrollably.

What the hell is going on? Why did she come to Africa on a business trip, why did she get so accidentally abducted by human traffickers, why did she hide in a shipping container, why was she forced to come to this hellish place?

When the tears flowed to his mouth, Fang Songqi quickly stretched out his tongue and added the tears into his mouth. It's salty, and it's only a little bit of water. She's so thirsty that she's about to breathe fire!

She tried to keep crying, but she couldn't, as if all the water in her body had evaporated under the scorching sun of the day.

This wave of Cao work caused a faint smile from Sister Jiang.

"How can you still laugh?" Fang Songqi's dry throat was hoarse.

Sister Jiang looked around defensively, then retracted her gaze and carefully rolled up her loose trouser legs, revealing about 200 milliliters of pure water tied to her calves.

Fang Songqi's eyes widened when he landed: "You-"

"Shhhh

Fang Songqi naturally knew the severity and would not shout loudly, so he took her hand away and whispered: "Where did you get the water? When did you hide it?"

"Before we escaped from that house, I went along. Little Sister Jiang quietly unloaded the water, unscrewed the bottle cap, and beckoned her, "Come on, drink quickly." ”

Fang Songqi looked around vigilantly, lowered himself into her arms, and took advantage of the cover of her body to take the mouth of the bottle.

The temperature of the water was hot, but this did not affect the moment the tip of her tongue touched the water, and her adrenaline hormones soared, and she was so excited that she almost burst into tears again. It's still ordinary water, it's just nectar!

Fang Songqi's lips trembled, and after taking the second sip, she stopped, and found that there was less than half of it in an instant, she was so ashamed that she couldn't wait to spit out the water again, and hurriedly asked Sister Jiang to drink it too.

"No, I can stand it, I don't need it for the time being, let's save it for tomorrow. Little Sister Jiang put on the cap of the bottle, and the bottle was firmly tied back to her legs.

Fang Songqi stared at her shriveled lips and bubbles around her lips, silent for two seconds, and mocked slightly: "Can we live......

"Absolutely. Sister Jiang was very convinced, pressed a hand on her shoulder, and said seriously into her eyes, "Looking in everyone's direction, it must be going to the temporary shelter set up by the local government or the shelter camp set up by the United Nations." As long as we can hold on, we will be saved. ”

Fang Songqi did not pick up.

"Is my word so hard to believe? Anyway, I've been in Africa for a long time, and I've seen the world here better than you've seen here. Little Sister Jiang put her headscarf back on her and got up, "You wait, I'll see if I can find something to eat." ”

Fang Songqi looked at the bare trees overhead, had no hope for food, and reminded Sister Jiang to put on both shoes first.

The thought of being ripped off the dead man's feet gave Fang Songqi goosebumps all over his body. But instead of scrapping your feet, you should get goosebumps...... Moreover, the feet have been worn terribly, and when you wear shoes again, it actually hurts very much, and they are also grinded, and if you don't wear shoes, you will continue to be grinded, so you don't understand whether it is better to wear shoes or not to wear shoes.

Little Sister Jiang went for a while before coming back, and all she brought with her was weeds.

But even the weeds must be hidden and tucked away from being seen.

Just a little, the two faced each other in silence and chewed slowly.

It was so unpalatable that Fang Songqi almost vomited.

Of course, it was just almost, and at the last moment, Fang Songqi swallowed it in his stomach in a daze, so as not to let himself continue to be disgusted by the taste.

Sister Jiang chewed very slowly, as if staying in her mouth for a while was equivalent to eating more and being hungry.

In contrast, Fang Songqi felt like Zhu Bajie swallowing ginseng fruit.

Worried that she hadn't eaten enough, Sister Jiang got up again after swallowing: "I'll go and see if I can dig some again." ”

Fang Songqi also got up: "I'll go with you." ”

There is strength in numbers. And she is not so thick-skinned and always asks Sister Jiang to take care of her, so she should do it herself. It just so happened that she had also experienced the most weak period now.

Sister Jiang didn't object, nodded, and took off a shoe from her foot.

Although it doesn't matter if you wear it or not, and it is better for one person to wear two than two for each person, Fang Songqi did not waste time and tongue to be polite to her.

Naturally, they weren't the only ones looking for food.

In some places, the land was so dry that there was no grass at all, but at this time, all the fields or trees that grew could not escape everyone's hands, and they walked around like vampires.

Little Jiang took her to a completely dry river, where a lot of people had gathered, and when she approached, she found that they were fighting for water in a sludge.

Fang Songqi took a look at it, the water was mixed with mud and sand, very turbid, and mixed with rust color, giving people the feeling that drinking it would be infected with fatal diseases. But she still couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, after all, the previous two mouthfuls were too small compared to normal life, and she didn't drink enough.

Turning her face away, she decided that out of sight was pure.

After such a short period of effort, she suddenly couldn't find Sister Jiang, and she panicked and shouted urgently.

When I looked around, I swept into the grass not far away, and it seemed that something was moving.

Fang Songqi approached with courage, and vaguely saw two large and small figures dangling around, and caught the whimper sound of someone covering their mouths in their ears.

The shoe that fell to the ground that was a pair of shoes on her feet helped Fang Songqi make a judgment and immediately rushed forward.

The two figures, one big and one small, are a mother and son, in fact, they don't have much ability at all, she solved it with one fist per person, and hurriedly pulled up the little Sister Jiang who was pressed to the ground.

"Water!" Sister Jiang was anxious, and pounced on the mother and son again.

But he was a step too late, the black child didn't hold his hand steadily, the bottle overturned, fell to the ground, where is there any trace of water?

Seeing this, Fang Songqi was furious, and he wanted to tear them up with his bare hands.

In fact, she did go over and grab the black mother again.

The black mother ignored Songqi, and pressed her child to the place where her tongue stuck out on the ground to pour water, and went to fill the bottle that was originally filled with water.

Fang Songqi stubbornly stuck the urge to hit someone. Is it necessary to look like this?!

"Xiao Fang......" Xiao Jiang walked over, and Mo Mo pulled down her hand, "Let's go...... I only blame myself for being careless......"

Not having the heart to find any more weeds to fill their stomachs, the two wanted to go back to the tree they had been in, but it was already occupied by others, so they changed places and sat down behind a shallow sand bank.

The atmosphere was solemn, and no one spoke for a while.

After a while, Fang Songqi murmured in a low voice: "I knew that I would be robbed, you should have drunk it in your stomach at that time, and you don't have to stay tomorrow......"

Little Sister Jiang was extremely optimistic, laughed at it, and proposed, "You can sleep for a while." ”

She meant to keep a vigil. Although it seems that there is nothing to guard.

"You go to sleep first, I'm not sleepy. Fang Songqi poked his fingers at the cracked soil.

Sister Jiang lay down on the spot, and talked to her casually every few seconds: "Where there are children here, those children are basically the products of those women being annihilated. ”

"The woman who just grabbed our water, I met when I first came out to dig weeds, and after a couple of conversations, she told me that she had been imprisoned for six years, and had been an X slave for six years, and this time she ran away, and she actually had one in her belly. ”

"There have been a lot of photojournalists doing this feature on violence against women in the civil war in the Republic of the Congo. It's the first time I've actually met them. ”

Fang Songqi pursed his lips when he heard this, recalled Fang Cai's situation, and expressed his feelings: "I only feel shocked, they are willing to give birth to the child of a strong criminal, even if they run away by themselves, they still have to take the child?

Anyway, in her personal values, it is difficult to understand and even more difficult to accept.

"The act of forcible annihilation is a weapon ...... war," Sister Jiang sighed, "There are still many things that are difficult for us to understand and accept in our normal lives." As a single person, we can't relieve their suffering, all we can do is to record their suffering, communicate their suffering to the public, and we can all work together to make a difference in the world. This is probably the role of media workers. ”

Fang Songqi tilted his head to look at her.

Little Sister Jiang's eyes were closed, and she didn't make a sound, as if she had fallen asleep.

Fang Songqi turned his head, spread his legs very indecently, and continued to poke his fingers into the soil, something flashed in his mind.

When the sky dawned, the contingent that would gather by chance pulled out the camp and began to move on.

Compared with yesterday, today Fang Songqi is a lot calmer, and in the process of hiking, he imagines that he is the Red Army taking the Long March......

Caught off guard, the little sister Jiang beside her suddenly fell to the ground, and her face plunged into the loess on the ground.

Fang Songqi hurriedly stopped and helped her up from the ground.

Sister Xiao Jiang shook her head humbly: "Xiao Fang, you leave me behind, go first." ”

"Phew!" didn't spit, Fang Songqi also quenched her fiercely, "You deliberately tricked me, didn't you? If you don't come with me, how do I know who to turn to for help when I get to the refugee camp?"

Sister Jiang actually took her question as a problem: "It's best to meet people from the peacekeeping force." ”

Fang Songqi and her were anxious: "Are you going to trap me in injustice? Don't you succeed! Or do you look down on me? As long as you have the ability to take care of me, I don't have the ability to fight you?"

didn't wait for Sister Jiang to react again, Fang Songqi directly started to carry the person on his back.

The moment she got up, her feet were so weak that she almost fell together, even if she didn't hit herself in the face, she had to hold on, didn't she?

Yes, don't be afraid!

Sister Jiang persuaded her on her back: "We have no obligation to each other, who has to save whom." You don't need to feel guilty if you leave me. ”

"Okay! I know! Save some spit! So much nonsense!" Fang Songqi was irritable, "I'll try it, if I can't hold it in the back, I won't die, and I will take my life with you." ”

Little Sister Jiang didn't know if she had fainted, so she didn't say anything again.

Luck was not bad, at noon, Fang Songqi took Sister Jiang and others to a temporary shelter.

Originally a large local hotel, it has long been abandoned, and now it is illegally occupied, reduced to a gathering place for homeless people, and the conditions are no better than sleeping in the open air, dirty and crowded.

Seeing that many people inside were sick, Fang Songqi hesitated for a while.

The refugees living here are quite welcoming to newcomers, and take the initiative to ask Fang Songqi if he needs help.

Seeing that all the people who had walked together from yesterday to today had entered, Fang Songqi glanced back at the little Jiang sister on her back, and decided that she should at least settle down and rest for a while, otherwise her physical strength would be at its limit.

Fang Songqi stayed in a makeshift grass hut relatively far outside, where a few teenage black children sat around a TV and watched an old Chinese movie.

After Fang Songqi put down Sister Jiang, he hurriedly asked the other refugees if they had any phone calls.

There is a certain difference between African French and French, and the chicken-to-duck and the hand-to-hand gesture barely succeed in communication.

The answer was that the area was cut off from communications.

Fang Songqi cursed secretly, and asked about the local government and the peacekeeping force.

The local government does subsidize a certain amount of supplies for this shelter, but there are too many refugees and limited supplies, so they may not be able to get their turns, and now they are also waiting for people to come every day.

Finally, the Chinese embassy in the region...... I've heard it's a bit far from here......

Fang Songqi was even more frenzied, so he could only stay here and wait, right? There was still no food, there was still no drink, and the whole people in the shelter were waiting for death?

"Small Fang ......"

Little Jiang's voice immediately called Fang Songqi back.

Fang Songqi saw a lot of bags and blisters on her arms that inadvertently exposed her sleeves, and was shocked: "What's wrong with you?"

Sister Jiang pulled down her sleeves: "It's not a big problem, it's just been bitten by bugs." ”

Fang Songqi's eyes flashed, and he pursed his lips without speaking.

Sister Jiang called her, mainly to tell her not to worry. The riots that took place yesterday were quite large, and if there were no surprises, the peacekeepers stationed there would have come forward to coordinate, and they would not have left the shelters in the vicinity alone, but would have set up refugee camps and so on.

No matter how sure her tone was, Fang Songqi heard that it was just a kind of reassurance, and she quietly muttered to herself: Then what if there is an accident?

Sister Jiang fell into a coma again soon after, and she had a fever.

Fang Songqi was helpless at all.

Little Sister Jiang woke up again in a daze and asked Fang Songqi about the situation outside.

Fang Songqi couldn't help but scold her, and she didn't know where she got her confidence!

Little Sister Jiang has a mysterious attachment: "Will come...... We will definitely be rescued...... He and I haven't seen each other for the last time...... I'm definitely not going to die......"

Who hasn't met for the last time?Fang Songqi frowned.

Little Sister Jiang suddenly remembered something, and became a lot more energetic, so she asked Fang Songqi to find a pair of scissors or a knife.

As long as it is not food and drink, daily necessities are still easy to borrow. Fang Songqi found it, but he was a little worried that the scissors were dirty, who knows what the owner of the scissors had done with it, in case he contracted any disease?

Sister Jiang thought about it for a while, and finally used it, but she used scissors to pry open the nail cover of her left little finger from the side seam.

Fang Songqi was taken aback by her, and after staring at it, he found that her little finger was not bleeding, and the small piece of fingernail cover seemed to be fake, and he didn't know what it was.

Depend on...... Looks like a spy agent......

Sister Jiang handed her the small piece of fingernail cover: "There is a memory card in here." In case I don't make it through, you and I will transfer it to the embassy, and you won't have to worry about it in the future. ”

Fang Songqi lowered his eyes, stared at the things in the palm of his hand, and pouted: "You take care of your own things." Do I know you well?"

Sister Jiang smiled lightly: "I know you very well." ”

After a pause, she added, "You are a bit like my sister. ”

Immediately, her eyes dimmed slightly: "However, she is not as brave as you." ”

"So you took care of me all the way because of empathy?" Fang Songqi rolled his eyes and stuffed his fingernails back into her, "No, your sister must still be waiting for you at home." ”

"She's dead. Sister Jiang's tone was extremely flat.

Fang Songqi was silent.

Sister Jiang handed over the nail cover again: "Don't be afraid, just in case." I'll get through it. ”

Not long after saying this, Sister Xiao Jiang fell into a coma again, her body and body became hotter and hotter, and she was really unconscious.

The woman who had snatched their water last night, probably out of guilt, pulled out of the small cloth bag she had carried with her, and contained a medicine that had been left in it for an unknown amount of time. Fang Songqi accepted it, but he didn't dare to feed Sister Jiang easily.

She sat next to Sister Jiang against the wall, feeling Sister Jiang's body temperature, and looked out blankly.

The same thirsty and hungry refugees, skinny as wood, sat under a bare tree, their eyes revealing despair.

Fang Songqi thought that when others looked at her, she must be almost like that......

There's no electricity here, and there's no lighting for the big guys.

Or maybe there is, but what is there to illuminate?

It's just a malnourished face with weak muscles and thin muscles, can't you see enough during the day?

When the sun went down, the whole refugee building fell into darkness, but it blocked out the despair, and it was no longer so red.

Fang Songqi has no right to make decisions for Sister Jiang's life.

But if she continues, Sister Jiang is afraid that she will die, so all she can do is ...... Before she fainted from hunger, she fed Sister Xiao Jiang the pill and made a bet on Sister Xiao Jiang.

…………

"Lin Jiahan, how many years older are you than me?"

"Eight years old. ”

"So if everyone's lifespan is 100 years old, you will die eight years before me?"

"Hmm. ”

"Isn't that just me?"

"Isn't there at least a cute one?"

"Mengmeng must have her own lover and family by then, how can I tie her to me? and I just want you to accompany me, no one else. Then she smiled, "Actually, my luck is so bad, most of them haven't lived to be a hundred years old, so first-"

The forehead was kissed, and her words were stopped.

She smiled a little more, but still finished the last three words: "Accident." ”

…………

! Who has an accident on a horse? Who has lived under the age of 100?

Not only did she have to live to be 100 years old! She had to live to be 11! 12!

Fang Songqi sat up angrily, but his forehead was as cold as suddenly hitting a stone, and the pain was terrible.

Who's going to smash her?!

Fang Songqi opened his eyes angrily, and his eyes were a familiar face.