People can only survive for three days without water, but what about in the desert?

Desert, scorching sun, hiking, getting lost, huge day/night temperature differences, no water, and possible desert killers.

Is it a refusal, or a test of survival? Yang Mianmian rarely reflected on it this time, was it because she was too nosy in the past, so fate played a big joke with her, but she obviously corrected it!

At first, I wanted to complain, but the more she went into the desert, the more her physical strength was consumed, and in the end, her head was messed up, thinking for a while, "When is the mother of the head", and after a while, she was ruthless in her heart, "Xiao Tian, you bastard, I have to make you look good".

This was their second day in the desert, the first night was in the car, it was much colder than expected, Jing Chu kept holding her, they removed the chair cover and covered it, and barely survived the night.

At that time, Yang Mianmian was still very optimistic, she felt that as long as she was with Jing Chu, nothing mattered.

But now she found that she was still too naïve, when the manpower was poor, people were still too small in front of nature, and the desert was not a place where she could show affection.

It's just that Jing Chu kept holding her hand, Yang Mianmian ate a candy overnight, the only one she put in her pocket, it was the afternoon of the next day, she was already very hungry, but she didn't say anything, she didn't cry or make trouble, she gritted her teeth and followed.

Jing Chu always pulled her and never let go, he looked very calm, as if he hadn't thought about how bad their situation was now, but Yang Mianmian knew that he must be very worried and anxious in his heart, but he just didn't want to say it to make her anxious.

Yang Mianmian knew, so he didn't say anything, learning from him to maintain the calm on his face, and didn't want to say anything frustrating to make him uncomfortable.

But time passed minute by minute, every step was extremely difficult, Jing Chu found a leeward place for her to sit down and rest, there was a slope to block, and the sun was a little better.

There was still a little water left, Jing Chu gave her to drink, Yang Mianmian was not pretentious, took a sip, and then put her arms around his neck and kissed him.

The water ran down the throats of the two people, moistening the burning sensation.

Yang Mianmian licked her lips and felt that she wanted to say something, but it was pointless to say anything now, it was better not to say a word at all to save some energy and water.

But her eyes had already conveyed her heart, Jing Chu put his arms around her, and there was a faint bitterness in his heart, and in the absence of drinking water, it was too unlikely that he would take her out of this desert.

The direction can be determined by the sun and stars, but the difficulty in front of you is more real, and every step is 120,000 points of difficulty.

The physical torment is one thing, but the inner torment is even more intense, and I don't know how many people will reveal the ugliness of human nature when facing life and death in the desert.

This is a test of both body and mind, and the collapse of either side is a dead end.

"Mianmian, don't be afraid."

"Hmm."

Miraculously, Yang Mianmian didn't feel afraid, she was very afraid of death before, what should she do if she dies, will someone collect her body, where will the little friends at home go? She didn't want to die at all.

But now she feels that she is not afraid, if she dies, she will die, anyway, she is alone, and she is not afraid at all if she can be with Jing Chu.

But the thought that he would die made her heart very sad.

It's all her bad...... If she had taken a snack at that time, she didn't rush to hear the movement and ran over to see the situation, and thought that she had grown up, but in fact she was still as stupid as before.

She thought, I'm stupid, I've always thought I'm smart, but I'm stupid.

Stupid, big stupid.

She will never do this kind of thing again in the future, she will honestly study physics, earn more money in the future, and be with Jing Chu every day, isn't the ordinary life of firewood, rice, oil and salt bad?

Why pursue excitement, why be curious, why not admit defeat, why meddle at the time?

It's all your own fault. She thought.

On the third day, desperate situation.

Yang Mianmian was dragged away by him at first, her face was cracked, her mouth was dry, her stomach was empty and burning, she felt that she had no strength at all, and it was the result of willpower persistence that she still held on and did not fall.

Later, she fell and couldn't get up without knowing what was going on, Jing Chu walked back and carried her on her back, she didn't struggle, just whispered, "I'm sorry." ”

"Silly."

They have talked very little recently, but Yang Mianmian is still very relieved, she is a little worried, a little scared, a little dazed, but by Jing Chu's side, she feels very relieved.

All the friends are cheering her on: "Come on!" We'll be out in no time! ”

"yes, we're going to have ice cream when we're out!"

"Sleep well!"

"Buy beautiful clothes!"

"Mianmian, you have to come on, don't give up!"

She didn't give up, she won't give up, after eighteen years, she finally feels that she has something to look forward to and pursue in her future life, and she won't give up.

If she died, who would have someone like her so much?

On Jing Chu's back, she thought in a daze, and lost consciousness at some point.

Jing Chu carried her on his back, knowing that she had almost reached her limit, and the situation was a little worse than he expected, although the general direction would not be wrong, but there was always a deviation, and the distance was farther than he imagined.

Yang Mianmian hadn't thought about it yet, but he knew that it was unlikely that the two of them would walk out of the desert together.

It's almost time, and if you can't leave the desert for a day or two at most, you should be able to meet the traveler, and you will be saved.

When Yang Mianmian regained consciousness, she didn't come back to her senses for a while, and subconsciously licked her mouth, but it was not dry, and a rusty smell permeated her lips and teeth.

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and the color of the red suddenly stinged her eyes, and she suddenly came to her senses, and looked around, but there was no one.

She panicked: "Where did he go?" ”

A plastic bottle was about to cry: "Mianmian ......" It was the only bottle of water in the kidnapper's car, they had taken it on the road to drink, they had drunk it yesterday, but now, it contained a bottle of slowly blood-red liquid.

It's blood.

What she had just drunk in her mouth was blood.

Jing Chu's blood.

Yang Mianmian's head buzzed, and suddenly went blank. It took her a while to hear her phone say, "Mianmian, Jing Chu left you a message." ”

Although her little yellow machine is a copycat, but the standby ability is good, there is still power, Yang Mianmian hurriedly turned it on, her fingers were shaking, she pleaded in her heart, saying that you just went out to find your way and came back immediately, I will wait for you to come back, I don't blame you, I don't get angry, I don't lose my temper, don't scare me.

The audio turned on, and Jing Chu's voice sounded much, much gentler than usual.

"Little lamb, go east and live."

He only left this one sentence, and then the person was gone.

Yang Mianmian cried out: "Lie and deceive!" Why do you want to do this, how can you do this, where have you been, you say, ah, where has he gone, so much blood, he will die. ”

No one answered her.

Yang Mianmian wanted to cry, but found that there was no way to leave tears, so she could only howl: "Say!" Where did he go! If you don't say I'll die for you now, I'm not leaving! ”

As soon as she threatened like this, Xiao Huangji immediately surrendered: "Go over there, it won't be long after you go......"

The plastic bottle pumped and matched, but what he said made a lot of sense: "Mianmian, you drink some first, otherwise you won't have the strength to find him, and the blood won't flow back if it's released." ”

It makes sense. Yang Mianmian wanted to unscrew the cap of the bottle, but his hand weighed a thousand pounds and couldn't do it at all.

"Mianmian, the blood will coagulate, otherwise it will be wasted, and you both will have to die."

Yang Mianmian gritted her teeth, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured it into her mouth, the blood of the person was salty, like tears, she drank it down, and the tears blurred her eyes again.

This vial of blood is his life, his hope to live, but in the desperate situation of life and death, he did not hesitate to give himself up.

It's only been a year since you've known each other, and it's only been half a year since you've been dating, why are you so infatuated? It's better to kill her while she's unconscious, she won't know, and she won't blame him.

Stupid, big stupid! Yang Mianmian wiped his mouth, screwed the cap of the bottle, stood up and walked in the direction he left.

Drinking his blood, she always felt uncomfortable with bursts of fire in her stomach, she gritted her teeth, and did not dare to delay a little time.

After walking for more than half an hour, she found him.

Jing Chu was unconscious, his face was pale, and his wrists were hurriedly wrapped around the fabric of the chair cover, and the blood stains were already dry.

Yang Mianmian staggered over and threw himself to his side to test his breathing, for fear that he would run out of breath.

The breathing was still there, but it was already very weak, she couldn't care much, and fed the blood back mouth to mouth, but with little effect, he lost too much blood, and if he was not treated in time, he would definitely die.

There's no way she's going to get out of here with him, it's too late for anything.

Yang Mianmian thought blankly, sat there for a long time, and suddenly figured it out, since this is the case, let's die together, if he wants to blame her for disobedience in the Netherworld, then blame it.

She doesn't regret it, what's the point of living alone, why live without him?

She sniffled, lay down beside him, and rested on his chest as she did every night when she fell asleep, fingers interlocked with him.

"I'm sorry, the little sheep is not well-behaved, I won't be well-behaved this time, and I will be well-behaved in the future." She grabbed his hand and kissed it on the lips, and the blood was like fine lipstick, leaving a lip mark on his palm.

A gust of wind blew and raised thousands of yellow sands, which fell on her body like a golden drizzle.

Yang Mianmian closed her eyes, and at that moment, she heard the sound of the wind, the sound of the sand falling, and then returned to quiet, and in a trance, she heard a leisurely sigh in the extreme silence.

Sigh...... Yang Mianmian opened her eyes in an instant, she sat up and shouted: "Is it you, I heard your voice, I know you are alive, I feel it!" ”

No voice answered her.

But Yang Mianmian didn't give up, this was the only hope: "Did you hear that?" I can hear your voice, I know you're alive, you send us away, please, I beg you, send us away. ”

The wind whipped up the sand and scattered it in the air, and the sand that was originally in front of me was blown away by the wind and carried to an unknown distance, only the scorching sun hung high but watched silently.

Yang Mianmian choked and said: "I beg you, send us away, I know you can do it, as long as you can save us, you can do whatever you let me do, if you don't want to save me, I beg you to send him away, I can stay here with you."

No one has ever spoken to you, right, I was the first person to talk to you, I could hear your voice, he was no different from others, it was useless for you to stay with him, I stayed here with you, always with you, you send him away, I beg you. ”

The wind howled, mixed with a large cloud of sand, and buried her completely.

In the evening, in the sand chong area, a young couple was taking pictures and videos everywhere.

Suddenly, the girl tripped over something, and she turned her head to look at it and screamed, "There's someone here!" ”

Thirty minutes later, an unconscious man with excessive blood loss and dehydration was taken to the ambulance, he was unconscious, but there were dry blood stains on his palms, which looked like a lip print.

The red sun is about to sink into the horizon, and the magnificent scene makes the travelers cheer and take pictures, the wind and sand rise, the flat ground rises mountains, the mountains become valleys, and the desert remains unchanged, but it also changes all the time.

The only constant is that it remains silent.

Volume I, end