86_86324 "Well," Zhou Zhihong looked at Uncle Wang and said, "I just haven't drunk it all the time, I'm afraid of getting drunk." ”

Uncle Wang unscrewed the small bottle of liquor, raised his head and took a small sip, the stimulation of the alcohol made him take a breath. He said to Zhou Zhihong: "Young man, can you drink?" ”

"Yes, yes, isn't this drinking the same as drinking water, who wouldn't drink? I can't drink much, though. Zhou Zhihong replied.

"Okay." Uncle Wang said and sat next to Zhou Zhihong, "Then come and have a few drinks with me." ”

"But this vial isn't enough, do you still have it?" Uncle Wang asked again after sitting down.

"Yes, a lot." Zhou Zhihong said as he took it out in his big backpack, and after a while, he took out two or three bottles.

Uncle Wang took a bottle and handed it to me, saying, "Lou Li, do you drink?" ”

"I don't like to drink liquor." I replied, but I had already taken the bottle in my hand, "But since you all drink it, I'll drink a little too too." ”

After saying that, they unscrewed the cap of the bottle and drank it, and I did the same. The smell of alcohol from the mouth of the bottle in front of my nose made me very uncomfortable, and I was not used to the smell of baijiu since I was a child. But the words have been spoken, so I can't say I won't drink it again, anyway, it's not a big deal to drink a little. I tilted my head slightly and took a small sip. * The drink scraped through my throat and I felt sick after swallowing it. But it's okay, at least I didn't spit it out.

Uncle Wang picked out a bag of peanuts from the pile of food and ate it with wine. I picked out a few packets of potato chips and gave them to Duan Ke, but she refused, saying that she was not hungry. She leaned on my shoulder and didn't say a word, not knowing what she was thinking.

"You see, this one that has wine and a fire roasts it is almost a hot meal. Why don't we grill some wolf meat and eat it? Zhou Zhihong said, "I don't know if wolf meat and dog meat are the same taste." ”

I remembered the stench of the wolf, and suddenly lost my appetite, so I said, "Forget it, they smell so bad." ”

"That's not a problem," Uncle Wang answered me.

Uncle Wang added some firewood to the fire, and said to Zhou Zhihong: "The main thing is that it's too troublesome, there is no water here, how can you peel the skin and cut the meat?" It's good to have wine to drink, and next time, next time I have the opportunity to go and eat some live creatures. ”

Zhou Zhihong nodded helplessly.

Zhou Zhihong took a sip of wine, and suddenly slapped his palms, as if he thought of something. He pulled something out of his backpack and held it in his hand, pressing it back and forth on the little thing. After a while, he heard music coming out of his hand.

I thought it was funny, so I asked him for it. Holding it in my hand, I looked at it by the light of the fire, and it turned out to be an old-fashioned mp3, or the battery-powered kind. At this time, the mp3 was playing a song that I had never heard before, and although it was not loud, it could be heard very clearly in this extremely quiet night.

Accompanied by music, the three of us drank sip after sip of wine, but I took small sips, and Uncle Wang and Zhou Zhihong drank a lot. After a while, Zhou Zhihong's face began to reddened under the influence of alcohol.

"It's good to meet you." Zhou Zhihong held his red face and said to himself. This kid suddenly said such strange things, probably drunk.

"I've been thinking about what I'd do if I was the only one left in the world." He continued.

"And then?" Uncle Wang took a sip of wine and looked at him and said.

"Later, when I really couldn't meet anyone, I didn't think about it."

"That's right," Uncle Wang said, "the most important thing is to live." ”

"I don't think so." Zhou Zhihong immediately said, he suddenly straightened up, and then bent down again, "If I had a choice, I would rather die with them." ”

"Why do you want to die?" Uncle Wang asked.

"If you're dead, you don't have to live in your memories. Don't you think about your friends and family every day? ”

"I have everything you said, and I have a son who is older than you."

"Moreover, you can choose, when the wolf came just now, you can tell us, if you want to die, we will leave you alone. But you don't, which means that you still don't want to die and want to continue living. Uncle Wang added.

Zhou Zhihong stopped talking.

"I think it's a beautiful thing to think about the people in your head once in a while." Uncle Wang said.

"But when I'm free, I'll think about it." Zhou Zhihong said.

"Then find something to do."

"What's the matter?"

"Live well." Uncle Wang said.

Uncle Wang lit a cigarette and continued: "If people are gone, they are gone, and if you are not dead, you have to find a way to live." Young man, there are not many people alive now, if you can think about it, the three of us, you can be friends. ”

Uncle Wang, who was still thinking about suicide more than ten days ago, didn't expect to see this problem through so quickly. Moreover, in my memory, in addition to telling stories, it is the first time that Uncle Wang has said so much to a person.

"Well, when I met you, I felt that life had meaning and that there was something to do." Zhou Zhihong said.

"At least not alone." I chimed in.

"Okay, you baby just like to say things that don't match, what doesn't mean anything, it makes sense to drink." Uncle Wang said loudly, I don't know if he was also drunk. With that, he drank the rest of the wine in the bottle.

Zhou Zhihong also took a sip, and then looked at the fire in front of him without speaking. After a while, I saw some moisture under his eyes.

The light of a dancing fire reflected in his glasses obscured his eyes. I looked at the flames dancing in the lenses of his glasses, and I didn't expect that this quasi-literary young man with a hippie smile all day long would also have a sentimental side under the influence of alcohol. Yes, there aren't many people alive now, but who is still alive doesn't have a story behind them.

Duan Ke dozed off on my shoulder, so I proposed to them that I was going to sleep first. Although I didn't drink much, the alcohol went straight to my liver and spleen, which made me a little confused and sleepy.

"Okay, you guys go to sleep first, and I'll blow it with this guy for a while." Uncle Wang said.

I picked up Duan Ke, who was already asleep, cleared an area in the corner of the farmhouse, and then put her down and pillowed her head with a backpack. This girl loves to sleep too much. But I'm still happy to see her sleeping. I sat down against the wall, and when I saw Uncle Wang and Zhou Zhihong still drinking and talking by the campfire, I remembered their conversation just now.

I am a more practical person, and I have never thought too much about finding the meaning of life like Zhou Zhihong before. When he mentioned it today, I think that the meaning of life he said is nothing more than the satisfaction of life. The moment I saw the bodies of my parents, I had the feeling that not only life had lost its meaning, but also that life had lost its meaning. But just two or three days later, a new group of people broke into my life, bringing joy and sorrow. Uncle Wang is right, the four of us, if we can meet together, we can be regarded as new family and friends. For me now, the meaning of life is that I can see Duan Ke sleeping peacefully every day, and Uncle Wang and the others can live safely, which is enough.

The family and friends in the memories of the past should be kept in the memory, and the things in the memory are eternal. Despite my self-persuasion, I miss my parents immensely, and it would be nice if they were still around.

The more I thought about it, the more sad I became. It seems that I have not yet reached the realm of Uncle Wang, turning the memories of the past characters into a beautiful thing. Thinking about them now only makes my heart heavier. After that, I simply stopped thinking about it and lay down. I took my gun and put it next to me, lest something pop out in the middle of the night.

Thinking of the wolves that were killed today, and thinking of the picture of me fighting with them, I feel that living well is not a difficult thing to do, but a human instinct.

Zhou Zhihong's mp3 switched to the next song, which is still a song I haven't heard. The rhythm of the song almost made my body move with it, and as soon as the prelude was over, the singer began to sing the lyrics. The lyrics came to my ears clearly.

"The sky that looks up is the sky of a man.

A teenager who used to dream under the starlight.

I don't know how high the sky is, I don't know how far the sea is.

but he swore to take you away to the edge of the cape.

Irresponsible oath, young and frivolous.

Lost in the darkness only to discover your vulnerability.

Look at your crying red eyes and think about the door away from home.

The sky is full of stars, please light the lamp of hope for me.

The stars light up my door.

Let the lost child find the way to come.

The stars light up my future.

With a little light, warm the child's heart".