"Song in the clouds, hurry up and go home." At sunset, a young man dressed like a beggar shouted loudly into the mountains of industrial waste.

"You go back first, I'll look for it." In an invisible garbage heap, a clear voice was heard.

"Then I'll go first, you remember to go home before sunset." The boy shouted again, took the filthy snakeskin bag beside him, and left.

It didn't take long for a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy to emerge from behind the mountain of industrial waste, a scavenger living in the last days.

He looks like a student with clear eyebrows and a thin body. But it has been five years since Yun Zhongge joined the waste picking team.

As an orphan who grew up in a slum, joining the scavengers is also a way to survive.

The singer in the clouds was carrying a large, dirty-looking snakeskin bag, full of bulging bags, and I didn't know what it was. But looking at his happy appearance, there should be something valuable in it.

He was just about to leave when a private van came speeding in the distance, and the private car was parked next to a garbage dump, and as soon as the car came to a stop, two people walked down. As if they were afraid of being discovered, the two looked left and right, and then cautiously walked around to the trunk of the car. After opening it, he hurriedly took out a big black bag and a broad sword, threw it into the garbage mountain, and left in a hurry.

Yun Zhongge stood in a relatively hidden position, and was not discovered by them. After the people left, Yun Zhongge curiously came to the big black bag, he didn't open it immediately, but looked at the broadsword first.

The broadsword was rusty, and the five-foot-long blade looked rather bulky. Yun Zhongge thought about it, stepped forward and tried to weigh it, but he almost didn't pick it up.

Although people in the post-apocalyptic era do not worship martial arts, there will be some guys who like to join the martial arts gym. This broadsword was obviously eliminated from the gym.

Yun Zhongge also likes fighting, and he also longs to have a sword of his own. At the moment, although this sword looks rusty, as long as it is carefully polished, it should still be usable.

Overjoyed, Yun Zhongge looked at the big black bag. He was worried for a moment, and then he stepped forward and opened the big black bag, ready to see what was inside.

When he untied the mouth of the big black bag, he suddenly saw a person covered in blood lying inside, a girl in white to be exact, but the white clothes were dyed blood, and it looked very terrible. Yun Zhongge couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly let go of the big black bag, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Yun Zhongge didn't dare to stay here longer, and was ready to pick up the broadsword and leave here quickly.

When he bent down to pick up his sword, the black bag moved, startling Yun Zhongge. When he looked over again, the badly wounded, bloodied girl moved, and a weak voice sounded,

"Help me, please help me."

Yun Zhongge moved again, looking at the girl in the bag, about fifteen or sixteen, at this time the girl had opened her eyes, and looked at Yun Zhongge helplessly, "Please, help me." ”

Every word the girl uttered was very difficult.

Yun Zhongge looked at her, and then at the broadsword, and the snakeskin bag that was placed aside.

"Hmm." Yun Zhongge nodded. He carefully lifted her up from the black bag, "Can you walk?" ”

The girl shook her head, "I, I'm dying." After saying that, he fainted again.

Yun Zhongge saw it, and hurriedly helped the girl and slowly put her on the ground. He quickly tied the broadsword to his snakeskin bag, picked the girl on his back, and pulled the snakeskin bag out of the place with one hand.

The sun is setting and the night is gradually rising.

Yun Zhongge's home is on the outskirts of the city, and it is also a distance away from this garbage dump. Yun Zhongge carried the girl on his back with difficulty, and returned to a small courtyard on the edge of the slum, which was Yun Zhongge's home.

The courtyard is not large, only ten meters in circumference, and a small two-story attic that looks very dilapidated occupies most of the courtyard. Yun Zhongge threw the snakeskin bag in the courtyard. He carried the girl into the attic and laid her on his bed.

He glanced at the girl quietly, then went out and closed the door of the courtyard, and took the broadsword into the attic. He walked to the back of the stairs and pushed a table open, revealing a round iron sheet, shaped like a manhole cover, about three feet in size.

After Yun Zhongge opened it, he went down a steel ladder, and he also took the broadsword with him.

After the song in the cloud came below, there was a soft 'pop', and the originally dark basement was much brighter.

It's not small, it's even bigger than the courtyard above. However, there are a lot of things placed here and there, which are collected little by little by Yunzhongge. This basement is also a secret space for him.

He carefully placed the broadsword on a very shabby-looking wooden table, and looked at it with pleasure a few times before hurriedly returning to it. After restoring everything to its original state, he came to the girl.

At this time, the girl was still in a coma, Yun Zhongge didn't know how to use medicine, didn't know how to help her, and didn't have the money to hire a doctor for her. The only thing that could be done was to bring her back, give her something to eat, and a place to sleep.

Yun Zhongge walked outside, brought a basin of green water, and took out a new towel that he had been reluctant to use, and scrubbed the dirt and blood stains on the girl's face and hands.

Yun Zhongge wiped it carefully, for fear of hurting the girl. After a while, the girl woke up slowly, she watched Yun Zhongge carefully wash the blood on her hands, and said in a hoarse voice,

"Thank you, can you give me some water and food?"

"You're awake." Yun Zhongge stopped his movements a little unnaturally, "You wait." After saying that, Yun Zhongge got up and went to a wooden cabinet and took out a dough cake.

"That's all I have here, so you can eat it first." Yun Zhongge handed the bread to the girl Mo, "You eat first, I'll go and fetch some water for you to drink." ”

"Thank you." The girl smiled lightly, like a blooming lily, very beautiful. She looked at the bread in her hand and ate it little by little.

Yun Zhongge glanced at her, turned and walked out of the room, fetched a bottle of water for her, and put it on the bedside table in front of her.

After the girl ate some, it should be the cause of the injuries on her body, and she fell asleep again in a groggy state.

Yun Zhongge simply cleaned up, helped the girl cover the quilt, and walked out of the attic.

He looked up at the starry sky, his figure jumped over and over, came to the roof of the second floor, habitually lay down, quietly looked at the night sky, and looked at the vast galaxy.