The smoke and dust dissipated, and Li Shuwen lay on the ground, looking at the blue sky.

At this time, he felt that the blue sky was so beautiful, and if his body was no longer in pain, it would definitely be even more beautiful.

If anyone saw him fall from the Great Wall of the Imperial Sea, no one would think he was still alive.

Close your eyes, the pain hits, and the wind whistles.

Sweat wet his forehead, but he couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or sweat.

He knew he was going to die, but he just died like this, what a wreck.

Li Shuwen, who slowly stood up, scared off the ants, flies, insects, and ants that were eating the flesh and blood he had dropped.

He didn't care, dragged his body, and continued walking.

Li Shuwen wants to go home, he misses home. I miss my father's home, but I can't go back.

The city where he and his father had struggled all their lives to have a small house of their own in that big crowded southern city.

It's just nothing.

I remember when the sea flooded the city, the small house was poured into the sea, and my father couldn't save it even though he tried his best, and he couldn't take the house away even if he tried his best.

All he took away was his temper, and himself.

Now he looks at it, and sees in his mind that it is a world that has become the sea, and it is very beautiful.

The small home that once belonged to him has become Xiaoyu's home.

There are memories with his father in that house, he spent the rest of his life for one person, and wanted to build a home for Li Shuwen, but he had a home, and he left with his family.

The deep blue tsunami swept over the land, and everything turned into a sea.

He looked to the West, where was his hometown, and thought that if he couldn't live in the big city, he couldn't go on.

Take the money and go back to the countryside, build a small house, just be so muddy, spend the rest of your life comfortably, don't cause trouble to others, don't let others cause trouble.

At that time, he was frugal, just to make his father easier, and he was used to this, but he never experienced a different life in his life.

I never thought about what I could do with my own ability.

When I looked up, all I saw were dirty faces.

Relatives didn't welcome him very much, and in the end, Li Shuwen never returned to the small village after his father's death.

It's just that at this time, they are dead, and it's time to move into the Great Wall of Yuhai.

Seeing his family's dilapidated mud house, Li Shuwen had another direction, dragging his broken body, stepping on the dirt step by step.

Li Shuwen is like an elephant, when an elephant dies, he has to find the elephant graveyard and then die.

And he looked for his own home as a cemetery, as if the closer he was to home, the closer death seemed to be.

Tireless, tired, dormant and sleepy, he returned home.

The small mountain village is quiet and peaceful in the dark night, listen carefully, and the insects, birds, and animals call, human beings have left, and the world seems to have a different vitality.

When Li Shuwen returned home, it was already dark.

The moonlight hung high again, shining on Li Shuwen's face.

He didn't know how long he had been gone, and he was as confused as he had thought he had been.

In the night sky, the stars are hanging high, which is really beautiful.

The confused eyes also glowed.

I heard that the north and south poles have more beautiful scenery, "Aurora".

The night sky was dotted with stars, and from time to time there was a burst of starlight that burst into a warm light, and then, after many days, the star was no longer visible.

Li Shuwen closed his eyes, only felt the stinging pain, leaned against the door with difficulty, and found that the lock was rusty, although he didn't have the key now.

But as soon as you grasp the lock with your hand, with a little force, the iron lock will shatter.

He paused for a long time in front of the door, thinking, "I'm really on my own." ”

The voice was a little low, and just a few words could make the face more painful, and the blood flowed again.

Li Shuwen pushed open the dusty wooden door, moss and cobwebs grew all over the corners, the smell of mold, and the old chair also accumulated a thick layer of dust.

Li Shuwen walked by, and there was a foot of dust.

"I'm back." Li Shuwen endured the pain and said.

It's just that no one responds to him, and some just turn into pictures of them.

They were looking at Li Shuwen, and Li Shuwen was also looking at them, and their thoughts came to their hearts again, and their cracked hands gently stroked the photo, gently brushing away the dust.

I haven't been back for a long time.

Li Shuwen walked out of the hut and smashed the door lock of the kitchen hut, and only one layer of firewood was left that was once stuffed inside.

Picking up the wood and putting it on the stove, Li Shuwen remembered that he didn't have a lighter.

In the dark, the previous lighter was placed in a small box next to the stove, but when I looked near the stove, I didn't notice it.

"I didn't expect to be able to take a hot shower."

Li Shuwen was inexplicably a little irritable, and he felt a little stuffy in his chest.

The grievances of these days slowly emerged in his mind, remembering that when I went home, the lights were not turned on, and no one in this world was waiting for me to come home.

His chest became red, and Li Shuwen covered his chest and coughed desperately.

"Ahem, ahem." A small flame erupted from Li Shuwen's mouth, igniting the firewood on the ground, but it did not spread.

After a while, Li Shuwen recovered by touching the blackened corners of his mouth.

Li Shuwen didn't expect that he could breathe fire, but this small flame was useless.

Lifting the pot stuck on the cooktop, the bottom was already very hot.

Li Shuwen took the pot to the well outside the door, pressed up and down to draw water, and the activity friction made a dry sound, but there was no water.

The water outlet was also covered with moss, and it dried up and died because there was no water.

If there was water? "Ahem." Li Shuwen covered his chest, and this time he didn't spit out anything, but his chest was burned down just now.

Maybe Li Shuwen didn't want to take a bath with his own saliva.

Pushing open the stone slab of the well, there is still water underneath, but I don't know why it can't be pumped.

The moon is imprinted on the water, like a breeze blowing, causing a little ripple and blowing the smell of water.

Li Shuwen suddenly remembered his grandfather's baby, a bucket with rope, and his grandfather said that he was like that when he was a child, he fetched water.

He knew that his grandfather would not throw him away, he was very precious to these old objects, and often said that they had been used for decades, and they were still very useful, and he always collected a lot of things that Li Shuwen disagreed with or thought were tattered.

Slowly, there are a lot of meaningless things in the house, but grandpa likes it.

Looking through the boxes and cabinets in the messy room, a knife came into view, grandpa always bought a lot of knives, this one was given to Li Shuwen, but soon he forgot this small object again.

The knife was a long time old, but it glowed silver in the moonlight.

"Boom!" The sound of a bucket hitting the water.

The firewood and the flames were shining together, and the orange fire was burning the iron pot very hot.

Li Shuwen carried the boiling hot water and came to the courtyard.

He tore up what few strips of cloth he had, added some cold water, lifted the iron pot, and drenched it from head to toe.

"Smack".

Li Shuwen looked at the ground, and under the moonlight, it was a jade pendant carved with a dragon, but Li Shuwen knew that it was made of plastic.

The blood and fallen flesh washed down the warm water, and Li Shuwen stroked his body, cracking but not dry skin.

Every crevice seemed to fit a finger, and he slowly stroked the cleaned dirt.

Frowning slightly, he felt pain and happiness coexist.

Blood, pieces of flesh, mixed with dirt.....

The water fused with blood, and the moon in the water turned red.

The warm water glides over the skin and stimulates the aching body, but it has a different feeling, like pain, but also like a warm touch.

Li Shuwen picked up the pendant on the ground that he had been carrying on his body.

Li Shuwen looked at the blood and couldn't help but sigh: "Am I still human?" So much blood shed? ”

……

"Grandparents, Mom, Dad, Mom, I'll do your laundry!"

So he took out the clothes and quilt covers at home and washed them.

Rubbing the bubbles, washing all of their clothes, as if they all had temperature.

Li Shuwen's washing is a day of washing, from dark to bright.

The room was cleaned back and forth, even the roof.

He came back here, he didn't know what he had to do, everything was aimless, and doing these things would make him forget the pain for a short time and wait for death.

A bucket of water, washed away the flesh and blood of the previous night, flowed down the water to the vegetable field, into the ditch, and finally could not be seen again.

Li Shuwen wiped the room with water soaked in leaves and opened the doors and windows.

The musty smell slowly dissipated, leaving behind the moisture of the water and the fragrance of the leaves.

Li Shuwen, who was running naked, stood in front of the mirror, but he didn't wipe the mirror.

The blurred mirror can actually see the terrible cracks on Li Shuwen's body.

Li Shuwen held the rag, stopped for a long time, and still wiped it off.

He could see clearly that the flesh in his hair had been cracked, as if it had been gnawed by a dog, and his face was full of irregular textures.

"Just a face." Li Shuwen sighed.

He lowered his head and looked at the lines on his body, as if with a slight break, others would be torn apart.

The blood was gone, and the cracked places had turned into various colors.

The blood on Li Shuwen's body didn't seem to dry up, it was always flowing in his body, and he could feel the warmth of the blood.

The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and Li Shuwen felt that he could do it again, as if he could still live!

Who would want to die if they could live?

He wants to cultivate vegetable fields and grow vegetables, although he can't eat them.

He wants to plant flowers and grass, and he looks good!

He wants to plant trees on Valentine's Day, fall in love with trees on Arbor Day, and let the trees be planted in his hands!

"Even if I can only live for one minute, I will face it with the hottest heart and the most sincere smile!

In the land of this hometown, flowers bloom, vegetables are grown, and towering trees are grown! ”

Li Shuwen shouted!

"Even if I live like this, I want to live, even if there is not much time, I want to live and live my own life!"

Li Shuwen's mouth cracked, but he smiled happily!

Even though the pain was still invading the body and mind, the pain could no longer make him frown.

Even if laughter hurts him more, he still wants to laugh, and the pain and laughter will tell him.

I'm alive.

Li Shuwen's chest seemed to be burned, and he was a little out of breath when he laughed.

Time never goes back, and the wheel of history will only keep walking......

Li Shuwen was lying in his grandfather's rocking chair in the yard, swaying and shaking.

Li Shuwen looked at the moon with his pupils full of cracks and said, "Today's moon is really round, as if it is about to fall down." ”

Even if the moon is about to fall, maybe it won't be enough.

Many people flee to the universe, on Mars, on the moon, but can they really escape?

Even if he couldn't escape, even if he was going to die, in the shaking, for a long, long time, he fell asleep, like a child, and smiled.