The night was getting darker.

The lights of thousands of homes are shining brightly in the dark night.

If you say when people are most homesick, Chen Ming feels that he is a person on the road, and suddenly raises his head and looks at the night sky like stars, bright one by one.

That's the glow of home.

Stand in a dark alley with your hands on your knees. His mouth was wide open, greedily breathing in every breath of air. The box was casually left underfoot.

Chen Ming has gradually become accustomed to this feeling. For the past three days, I have been jumping up and down every day like a rat in the sewer, chased up and down by a group of cats called the police.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips. The pain in my throat from thirst and vigorous running was like a fire. Even if you keep swallowing saliva, it only makes the feeling of hunger and thirst get heavier and heavier.

The first time I drank water on the way to escape was two days ago, when I passed by a beautiful neighborhood and drank in the community's artificial lake.

It's a pity that the security guard, who was questioned before he had time to drink, was driven away under the pointing gaze of the surrounding crowd.

The second time, yesterday, from the side of a backpack on the back of a primary school student, stole half a bottle of mineral water.

Maybe it would have been more appropriate to use the robbery, because he was discovered.

Water, you have to find water.

Chen Ming turned his head and looked at the alley behind him. There's a trash can in the middle of the alley, maybe there's water?

After a while, his body regained some function. I also made a good game in my heart.

Isn't it just looking for water in the trash can, what's the matter?

"Gott~"

Driving away the stray cats that grabbed food on the trash can, Chen Ming stretched out his hand and pulled hard.

A lot of plastic bottles have been turned out, but the same foul smell has also been turned out.

Chen Ming, whose breathing had not completely calmed down, couldn't help it.

Turning his head and retching, his stomach was already empty. I didn't want to vomit without a single scrap.

Pretty good, isn't it? If you do vomit, the taste will only get worse.

Chen Ming picked up a plastic bottle while asking for a Q to himself, unscrewed the cap and looked up greedily to suck every drop of water.

Most of the people in this age are not wealthy. There are not many people who go out to buy water and drinks, and when they do, they will hardly be like Chen Ming in his previous life, and they will throw away everything they can't finish drinking.

Rummaging through all the bottles only slightly relieved my thirst.

And the feeling of hunger came up again.

People have inertia, now sore legs, hungry and thirsty body, Chen Ming wants to go, but the body tells him, no, you don't want to.

Pinching his nose, under the watchful gaze of the stray cat in the distance, he stuffed a piece of a somewhat rancid cake into his mouth and swallowed it with his head up.

Chen Ming didn't touch some of the remaining leftovers. Because he was afraid that the smell would make him really vomit out what little stock he had just eaten.

Holding back his exhaustion, he turned around and left the alley. In the shadow of the wall of the roadside shop, you have to walk slowly.

What am I going to do? Chen Ming asked himself.

Hunger pangs are pouring in like a tidal wave. Not far away was a barbecue stand, and Chen Ming swallowed.

Quickly walked out of here.

Because, that meat skewer, fragrant.

It was also because several young men and women eating skewers looked at them with disgust.

Time passed slowly, and Chen Ming felt that every step was as heavy as a thousand catties. That's because of the feeling of a massive loss of physical energy. What's more, he still carries a burden, that silver-white box.

Unable to walk, Chen Ming sat down against a telephone pole. Take the box to yourself and take care of it. Although, now that someone is coming to rob him, he doesn't have the strength to stop it.

The line of sight is getting farther and farther away, and across the road is a small area. It seems to be still a villa area, and there should be an artificial lake in it, with water.

Chen Ming's eyes lit up slightly, but when he saw the two security guards at the gate guarding him vigilantly, his eyes dimmed again.

In his current state, these two security guards are just like Qin Qiong, Wei and Chi Gong. It was like a moat blocking Chen Ming's face.

Chen Ming's eyes were good, his eyes passed through the security guards, through the gate, and through the window of one of the villas.

The room is lit up in warm yellow, and the family seems to be celebrating the birthday of a small child. Chen Ming could see that the man was holding a birthday cake, and his mouth was squirming.

I guess I'm singing Happy Birthday.

He took off his blazer and didn't even have time to loosen the tie at the neckline.

The hostess was dressed in her homely pajamas and held a little boy of about five or six years old.

The boy's eyes sparkled with excitement.

Chen Ming suddenly had pantothenic acid on the tip of his nose. The picture in front of him reminded him of his past life, and then of his current parents. Although the family is not as wealthy as the one in front of them, when he was six years old, his father came back from the sea, and he was also in a hurry. didn't even have time to take off his military uniform, so he carried a cake and offered a treasure in front of Xiao Chen Ming.

Although he forgot, Chen Ming's birthday had passed. At that time, her mother Tan Qiuwen complained about her father's look, and her father's embarrassed expression appeared in front of her one by one.

"It's okay, Mom. That way I can eat the cake twice. Thank you Dad. ”

Little Chen Ming knew to relieve his father, which made his father happily pick up Chen Ming and prick him with his beard.

Chen Ming wanted to give up. He regretted his insistence and his choice to accompany Lao A's people to play this play.

You're not a special forces, and you haven't even received basic scout training. Why bother?

Just let the police arrest you back, can Yuan Lang still be indifferent? After all, this training, if you can't pass it, it's all back to the academy.

Although he was very tired in his previous life, Chen Ming never thought that survival would be so difficult.

Water and food. In just three days, a person can leave this world.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, but there seemed to be a voice screaming in his heart.

You can't sleep!

Whether it's because of the instinct to survive, or the sense of mission to protect the box with guns around you. Chen Ming didn't know, and he didn't have the energy to think about it.

He was scared.

Fear of death.

I was afraid of my mother's grief when she heard the news.

Chen Ming now wants to hear the sirens that he has been afraid to avoid in the past few days. was taken away by the police, he can live, and he can continue to live a good life as a soldier. It may leave a disgraceful mark on the training record of Team A, but who cares?

It's a pity that maybe this side is close to the high-end villa area, the flow of people is sparse, and the security guards of the property are all retired reconnaissance veterans, so the police didn't consider this neighborhood at all.

Yuan Lang's words seemed to come to his ears again.

Isolated and helpless.

"Let's take a sip of water!"

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