Chapter 57: A Family of Three (4)
The little couple discussed there for a while, and the child in their arms couldn't stop crying, and they didn't know what to say. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the two of them had no choice, so they decided to go home first and make plans tomorrow.
"Oh, I told you not to run around, don't run around, you see, it's all about tossing." On the way home, the woman was still complaining, "You see it's almost 12 o'clock, Yangyang should have gone to bed a long time ago." By this time the boy was tired of crying, and he was swallowing the air quietly and making a small whimper.
"Don't say it, be careful of catching a cold." As he spoke, the man took off the beanie hat from his head and put it on the child's head. "Damn, it's so fucking cold this day, my hands are numb." He muttered.
Then I suddenly realized something, and I was stunned for a moment. I shuddered as I watched the family of three in front of me walk home in the silence of the night. I suddenly realized what kind of tragedy I was about to witness, the same tragedy would be played out over and over again on the land under my feet, just like Lao Chen, just like Dr. Xing, just like Bai Endeavour.
If they had arrived, their homes would not have been so neatly abandoned.
I watched as the three lights continued to walk forward, passing through the deserted village, and I thought that the village of Wangxing was as quiet as it was now. The man walked for a moment, then suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" His wife asked worriedly.
"Headache," the man said, holding his knees and a little sullenly, "I've had a headache for the past few weeks, and it must be the damn flu in the village." ”
"Yes, Yangyang also had a rash a few days ago, really..."The woman muttered, "This old Xing, don't do what you should do, and do what you shouldn't do." You see, killed all my chickens. There was also an outbreak of flu in the village, and even people from the CDC came. ”
"yes." The man shook his head, "I'll talk to them tomorrow." There is also that Cen Xiao, and the fat man from the CDC, who runs around the village all day long, doing some experiments, which makes everyone panic. ”
The woman coughed twice, swallowed her saliva, and said in a somewhat weak voice: "That's it." ”
At this time, the child in her arms seemed to wake up, moved in her arms, and rubbed her eyes. Then whispered, "Mom... Runny nose. ”
"Oh, it's fine." The woman quickly stopped, holding the child in one hand and digging into her pocket with the other. She pulled out a pack of tissues and carefully wiped the baby.
"Oops, Yang Yang has a nosebleed." The woman's voice was a little flustered.
The man hurriedly turned around to check the child in her arms, and sighed dissatisfiedly, "We must leave tomorrow, this place is really wrong." His tone was very firm, and he plugged the child's bleeding nostrils with a tissue, "Let's do this first, and I'll go home right away." Come, I'll hold the baby. ”
I watched as the man's light picked up the child and strode in front, the woman following behind. They didn't drive far, and after about 15 minutes, I was able to see their house.
But the pace of men has also changed significantly. His steps began to slow a little, as if his legs had been filled with lead. I don't know if he was aware of this change in himself, because according to Dr. Xing's records, it seems that people become very numb in the final stage of this "disease".
I saw him suddenly stand still, his body swayed, and the woman behind him took a few seconds to react, and ran over to support her husband with some sluggishness: "Child, father, what's wrong with you." ”
Then her eyes noticed something on the man's face, and because I looked up at her light for a long time, I suddenly said in that frightened tone, "Oh, husband, what's wrong with you?" Why don't you talk about nosebleeds? ”
"Huh?" It took a few seconds for the man to react, reaching out and touching his nose, "I... Nosebleeds? ”
"yes." The woman was a little anxious, "Hurry up and go home, go home and wipe it for you." ”
"Oh... Oh..."The man was obviously a little unconscious, and he spoke with a big tongue. I watched as the woman held her husband, and the two of them staggered forward again, and not long after, the light on the man's body began to fade as if he were breathing, and a little bit of light rose from his arms.
The three of them finally came to the front of the house, "You stand here." The woman hurried to open the door and staggered along. At the moment when she turned around, I saw the light in the man's arms spread out little by little, and the tiny points of light were like stars in the sky, flickering lightly and disappearing into the air.
"Huh? Yang? As if waking up from a dream, the man grabbed the air in his grip. His condition was getting worse and worse, and I could see that the light on him was shining and dimming, like a tide.
The woman heard his voice and looked back to see that the child was gone. "Oh, what's the matter?" she stomped her feet in anger, and then, I was afraid that she saw her husband's state, so she said to him, "You sit here, I'll go find Yangyang." ”
The man didn't have time to hold her, and the woman's light ran out.
I stood there and watched the man's light glow in the afternoon sun. He sat there, bathed in the winter afternoon sunshine of my world, and the biting darkness of his plane.
He began to cough violently, and liquid light erupted from his mouth and fell to the ground in a dripping hole. He muttered a few "" and tried to get up, then fell to the ground again, kneeling on the doorstep with his hands propped up.
The man struggled to crawl to the door, leaned against the familiar door, and shouted in a weak voice: "Wife! Wife! ”
I don't know what was going through his mind at the time, maybe it was just an instinctive cry for help, or maybe he wanted to warn the woman about something. He sat there, the light flickering violently, peeling away from his body little by little, and floating in the air with dots.
The man sat there and did not speak for a long time. Just when I thought he had fainted, or was dead, I saw him sit up straight, and stretch out his hand forward, as if he had returned to the light.
"Yangyang?" His voice seemed to be far, far away, but it seemed to whisper in my ear.
The man sat up on his knees with difficulty, desperately trying to crawl ahead, his eyes staring straight ahead, as if he were looking at something. He stretched out his hands and shouted slightly to the front: "Come, Yangyang, come to Dad's side." ”
I suspected I had read it wrong, but at that moment, it was as if I saw a small light staggering towards him and threw herself into his arms. But the figure was overwhelmed by the points of light that spread out from him, and they swirled up and disappeared into the sky like a tornado.
Before I could react from the shock, I saw another light rise in the distance. This is the first time I have seen a person disappear from a distance, the fragments of light forming the shape of a double helix, entangled with each other, changing, twisting into a complex and beautiful shape in the air, and then disappearing into the air.
I looked at the people standing quietly beside me. I don't think its owner will ever come back.