When I woke up, there was still no shadow of Hou San, like yesterday, I sat up and shouted a few times, but there was still only an echo in the cave, and I listened carefully, and there was a whirring wind outside the cave.

Oh! The wind is blowing.

He lay quietly for a while, not knowing what Hou San was doing, it had been about two days in a row! With no visible figure of him, the past two days have been upside down, and he really doesn't know what it means tonight.

Reaching out and touching it, the bag of food and water is still there, and the water seems to be only one bottle, and when I rinsed the wound yesterday, I used a lot of it. I really regret it, and now that I think about it, maybe it would be better if the wound was not rinsed.

I touched the gauze tied to my stomach with my hand, and I felt a fine feeling, as if I hadn't started to squirm yet, cough! Wasn't yesterday a busy day?

At this time, he can no longer lie down, the extent to which his injury has deteriorated has been completely seen yesterday, if he continues to deteriorate like this, and does not go to the hospital for treatment, it will not take a few days, he will become nothing more than a dry bone here.

He had walked several times back and forth on the back and forth of the road, and he could count how many bricks were made of the walls along the way.

It's just that now he doesn't have this mood, he is worried about the increasingly serious wound on his stomach, which is a matter of human life, and he doesn't want to die in a foreign country.

There are still aunts and sisters who care and love him at home far away!

Take 10,000 steps back, give up his ambitions, and go back to the mountain to enjoy Han Bing's sister quietly.

The pastoral life of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan", giving birth to a few fat dolls to enjoy the joy of wrapping around the knees, and the hard days can also be colorful.

There was no wind in the cave, the wind outside the cave was very strong, the canopy was swaying, the branches and leaves were rubbing, and there was a rumbling sound, and Lin Yang's heart was half cold. How can such a big wind fly fly.

"Looks like the heavens are going to kill me! My fate is up to heaven or not to man? ”

"Nope! My life is up to me! ”

He remembered the gazebo he had been to before, where there was a lot of excrement, there would naturally be no fewer flies, there were really no flies, and it was okay to find a way to get a maggot, he should be given this time to hatch it slowly, and the injuries on his body would also give him this time.

Having made up his mind, he did not forget to take another look at the small square in front of him, where the wind of the rotten tree trunk blew through the hollow of the tree on his body, making a low urn sound, as if someone was playing deep ancient music to the gourd, which was a sensational tune.

The weeds beside him were raising their ears high, swaying rhythmically from side to side in the wind, as if they were dancing hand in hand for the gloomy virtuoso of the dead tree. The music that should be there at this time should be Teacher Liu Huan's "Start Again".

"Well, although the scenery is beautiful, there is not half a fly I need! What's left and right? ”

With his head down, he tore open the bag of bread as he walked, although he ate a lot of this thing yesterday, he couldn't help but be hungry, and his stomach was already croaking early.

He still remembered the road Hou San took him on, even if it was difficult to walk, looking for the broken cobwebs in the air, and finally climbed to the cobblestone road.

Although he hadn't achieved his goal yet, it was a good start, and there was a smooth path from here to the gazebo below.

When he first thought about it, he was worried about whether he would be able to climb up the steep, wooded forest.

Apparently he had already done it, and it was too late to cheer for himself, so he walked slowly along the cobblestone path, carefully observing both sides of the road as he went, hoping to get what he wanted nearby.

After all, there is a lot of traffic in the park every day, and each has a different eating habit, maybe who will throw a piece of fat on the side of the road, and it will deteriorate and rot overnight, and naturally get what you want, wouldn't you be happy!

To be honest, the gazebo that is used as a toilet below is not a very good place to go, and I really don't want to step into its range again until I have to, and it is always very embarrassing to get a few maggots and accidentally desecrate other people's privacy again.

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of the dream he had accidentally had in the gazebo, and he could indeed cover up his filthiness at that time.

But he became more and more suspicious that it was not a dream, but real, just like what really happened at that time.

I was absent-minded all the way, and I walked along this road to the gazebo, and I was too busy to take care of myself, so naturally I would not find that there was spoiled fat on the side of the road.

When I looked up, I saw several large pillars in front of me, as well as chairs under the eaves of the marble corridor where I had slept. The closer they got to them, the more real the dream became, as if the girl was watching him laugh in the pavilion.

All the way into the pavilion, the urine stains under the pillars were still there, and there were even traces on the bald face, and the half of the brick next to him, the half that almost hit his foot, there were still a few black blood stains on it.

In the distance, under the pillar, half a brick weighed on the dead rat that wanted to come and steal it, and its long, shriveled tail was exposed outside the brick.

A group of ants lined up in a neat line, connecting his tail to the gap between the stone slab next to him, I don't know what they want to do, do they really want to drag the rats that are hundreds or thousands of times bigger than them into their narrow holes?

As if no one had been here since he left, it remained the same as before.

As if these were not enough, I felt that there was something missing, and I looked up at the top of the pavilion, the top of the pavilion, and the interlaced wooden beams. I remember watching this place for a long time, why did you do that?

Sure enough, it was a dream, but I had forgotten it, and I really couldn't remember it. The corners of his mouth were curled and he smiled, I don't know if it was for my own obscene heart, or for my rhapsomy about reality.

His laugh was exaggerated and hypocritical.

Plop! Grunt! Grunt!

Lin Yang hurriedly looked up at the place where the sound came from, and a white pigeon came in from the pane between the two tops, landed on the wooden beam, and looked at him with a shrunken head. The pointed mouth, round eyes, red claws, especially the most conspicuous place on the top of the head, are missing a pinch of feathers, revealing red skin.

"Oh!"

"Wounded pigeons!"

Lin Yang looked at it and was stunned, especially the head that was missing a handful of hairs was very familiar.

Suddenly, it dawned on me that it was not a dream, it was definitely not a dream, everything that happened here was true. He really saw Ya Mei'er, and his bald face must have been pressed into Ya Mei'er's urine.

His heart began to mess up, as if he was being grabbed by someone fiercely, how could he let her go? Where did she go? Why didn't he come back? In a flash, he wanted to ask himself a hundred thousand whys.

He fidgeted and walked around the pavilion, as if the girl had just left, looking around, the surroundings were quiet, and the building was already empty.

His panic was not without any gain, on the pillar next to the door on one side, it was really written, "Brother Lin Yang, where have you been?" You're gone when I come back with the doctor! I hope your injuries heal soon, I miss you! - Your little princess! ”

Lin Yang burst into silent tears for the first time, and his heart was like a knife. Completely left the purpose of coming here out of the clouds.

……

Hou San was on the way to the underground enemy building, passing near here, he originally wanted to come to this pavilion for convenience, but he didn't expect to meet Lin Yang inside.

Seeing him standing stupidly in front of a pillar, I thought Lin Yang was also booing! Tiptoeing over secretly. originally wanted to scare him, but when he walked up, he found that Lin Yang was not booing, but secretly crying.

Seeing such an abnormal scene, he didn't care much about why Lin Yang appeared here.

Secretly paced to Lin Yang's left side to look at his left face, a line of tears, and then paced to Lin Yang's right side to look at his right face, another line of tears.

Although Lin Yang didn't make a sound, his tears did flow unconcealedly, and two small rivers were about to form on his face.

Hou San smiled mischievously, "Brother! What's wrong! Homesick? Still miss your wife? ”

He swayed mischievously beside Lin Yang, and Yanran became an old child.

"Did the family order a baby kiss for you? Child bride? The little boy sat on the door, crying and shouting for his daughter-in-law! Little boy ....... ”

Lin Yang pushed him hard, "Get up!" ”

A gentle push had pushed Hou San far away, and he hurriedly used his hand to smear the crooked words left by the girl on the pillar.

Hou San finally found a clue, and hurriedly squeezed to Lin Yang's side, blocking Lin Yang from grabbing his hands and preventing him from wiping the words on the pillar.

Lin Yang...... Lin Yang...... Brother......! I can't see the back clearly, Brother Lin Yang, this is not written to you, right? ”

He was not in a hurry for Lin Yang to answer him, and buried his head on the pillar to carefully identify the words written with bricks that had been very blurred by Lin Yang.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read the handwriting underneath, and only saw the four words of Brother Lin Yang in front of him. But just these four words are enough for him to make a big article.

Forced to ask Lin Yang about the ins and outs of these four words, Lin Yang naturally wouldn't tell him the truth, after a long time, an adult and a child, always worrying about an endless number of marginal questions, Hou San naturally felt bored.

"I originally wanted to go to the woods to bring you food, but since I met it here, give it!"

He handed over a black plastic bag, full of water bottles.

"These are all bought for you to eat, you can take them back yourself! I won't go up with you if I have something to do. ”

It can be seen that Hou Sanchun is full of spring and is in a very good mood.

After taking his things, Lin Yang's expression turned from sadness to anger, and he said with a gloomy face:

"Brother Hou is very busy! I can't even take care of me, a dying man! ”

Hou Sanzi could hear that Lin Yang's words were tingling, and he smiled, "I'm really sorry, I really have something, but it's really not a big deal, I really don't have time to accompany you!" After I finish the current matter, will I accompany you every day? ”

He said and looked at Lin Yang carefully, "You are in good spirits now, are the injuries on your body almost better?" ”

"Brother Hou has a heart, I can't die yet, since Brother Hou is so busy, is the money in your pocket about to shine?"

"How can it! Brother Hou is a person who has endured hardships, and he will never give money indiscriminately, let alone be extravagant and wasteful! ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the bag handed to Lin Yang, "The things I bought for you are all the supplies and food you need, by the way!" There are also anti-inflammatory drugs for wounds! It's useless. ”

Lin Yang smiled coldly! Pointing to his bulging trouser pocket, "What's in your pocket?" It looks like a one-step phone! A person who asks for food doesn't ask for food all day, dangles a mobile phone in his pocket, and says that he doesn't spend money indiscriminately? ”

As soon as Lin Yang's words came out, Hou San's face immediately turned red, "You really still look down on me for food!" Whether you want to eat or not is my business, and it has something to do with you little fart kid! ”