"Wake up——! Wake up——! If you don't get up again, the sun will shine on your buttocks! If you don't get up again, Zhang Yide is going to set fire to the house! A shrill voice broke the silence and reverberated through the hall, piercing the eardrums.

"Damn, didn't I tell you to turn off that idiot alarm clock? Why is it open again? Old cat! Do you hear that? Turn off that brain-dead alarm clock! Tang Yue put his head under the quilt and stretched out a hand to wave, "Old cat!" Old ......"

Tang Yue paused.

He got out of the bed and sat up straight on the bed, the air cold and biting, through the thin fabric of his clothes, like the early morning winter in some southern city. The noisy alarm clock was still whistling in his ears, urging him to get up quickly, as if Brother Yide was really standing outside the door with a torch, and if Tang Yue didn't get up again, he would set fire to the shack.

I don't know who set the idiot alarm clock, and there is no normal call, either "If you don't get up, the third brother Zhang will set fire to the house", or "If you don't get up again, the second brother will be chopped with warm wine", or "If you don't get up, Uncle Liu Huang will come to you", the most normal one is "If you don't get up, you won't be able to catch up with the half price of green onions in the vegetable market", which makes Tang Yue look like a housewife, racing against time for a few cents of green onions every day.

Tang Yue trembled and put on his clothes, wrapped himself in a thick blanket, and rushed into the hall on tiptoe, turning off the alarm clock.

Kunlun Station suddenly fell silent,

He turned his head and glanced at the communication system, only the inner wall of the space station in the video, Mai Dong was not there, I don't know if he didn't get up or went to work, Tang Yue took out a compressed biscuit from the cabinet and glanced at it, the smell of braised beef.

Tang Yue shook his head, threw the biscuits back, and took out a new pack, he was tired of eating braised beef-flavored compressed biscuits, saying that it was beef-flavored, but in fact it tasted like brick slag.

The new package is Laotan sauerkraut flavor.

Tang Yue then used a measuring cylinder to take 500 milliliters of fresh water, these water is used to drink, Tang Yue has long stopped brushing his teeth every day, the main reason is that the toothpaste is gone, the toothbrush is also scrapped, now Tang Yue uses his fingers to clean his teeth, stretches out his index finger in his mouth and files left and right, scratching up and down, although the effect is not as good as a toothbrush, but it is better than nothing.

It is said that the ancients used salt to clean their teeth when they didn't have toothpaste, Tang Yue thought about it and felt that this was too luxurious, and he didn't have so much salt on his hands at all.

Tang Yue took a bite of biscuits and took a sip of water, the pickle flavor was really better than the beef flavor, and he ate a faint earth taste.

What is the taste of the earth?

Have you ever broken your mouth and gnawed on mud?

"Phew!" Tang Yue frowned, looking at the blood foam spit out from his hands, no wonder he ate a fishy smell, it turned out that his gums were bleeding.

Tang Yue opened his mouth to look in the mirror, this time the bleeding was worse than before, the bright red blood was mixed with saliva, and his mouth was full of blood foam, Tang Yue didn't dare to spit it out, for fear of wasting water and food, so he had to swallow it all.

The consequences of the severe lack of vitamins have been manifested, the symptoms of scurvy are becoming more and more obvious, this disease that has tormented the seafarers for a long time is hanging over Tang Yue's body like a shadow, the bleeding spots on his skin are becoming more and more common, the symptoms of bleeding gums are becoming more and more common, and then his teeth will loosen and fall out one after another, and then the whole body will be weak, muscle pain, and even develop into pseudoparalysis.

In this ghost place, once you lose the ability to move, it is better to live than to die.

Tang Yue silently looked at the half biscuit in his hand.

The bite was still stained with saliva and blood, which was shocking.

Tang Yue sat on the chair, he first glanced at the OGS cabinet, then at the fertilizer on the ground, and then at the empty sink on the shelf, these things combined could save his life, but Mai Dong said that tomatoes need at least twenty degrees Celsius of ambient temperature to germinate and survive, otherwise they will not survive if they are planted.

RTGs can't provide such high temperatures, and all hope is in the temperature control chip.

If the old cat doesn't come back, he won't have a temperature control chip.

Tang Yue didn't know how many days he had left, but he might have to try to survive alone on this barren planet, and he had to get used to Kunlun Station without the old cat.

Fortunately, there is not much left in these days.

Tang Yue threw the remaining biscuits into his mouth, chewed hard, drank all the fresh water in the cup, he got up and took off the bright light armor on the wall, the life support system of the extravehicular suit was already full of electricity, and the air pressure in the oxygen cylinder was normal.

A new day has begun, and he has to go on with his routine.

On Mars, Tang Yue's daily routine work is very monotonous, checking Kunlun Station and Martian stray dogs, carrying solar panels, and now there is one more item, that is, to search for the whereabouts of the old cat, 100,000 photos are enough for him to search for three months, Tang Yue does not dare to work without eating, drinking, or sleeping like before, Tang Yue's physical condition is not good, if he falls here from overwork, then everything will be over.

He will continue to search, Tang Yue believes that it is his responsibility, as a friend and colleague of the old cat, he must find the whereabouts of the cat.

Before that, he had to carry the battery panels.

Whether the old cat is here or not, his job is this, Tang Yue will eat and sleep and repair Kunlun Station day after day, eat and sleep and repair Kunlun Station, until the end of his life.

If he doesn't do this, his life will come to an end immediately.

The sky is still velvety dark, the stars in the sky have not yet dispersed, the sun has not yet risen, if Tang Yue moves faster, he can still see the sunrise.

The star that emitted a dazzling light had risen hundreds of millions of times on this planet, but he didn't know how many times it had been witnessed, Tang Yue felt that the sunrise on Mars was indeed monotonous, and it was the same color every morning, if only the color was not the same seven days a week...... Monday Red Tuesday Orange Wednesday Yellow Thursday Green Friday Cyan Saturday Blue Sunday Purple, think of the green sun rising below the horizon, that's simply forgiving the whole universe.

The man bent down into the bright light armor, put his hands and feet into the limbs of the extravehicular suit, moved his fingers, pushed the filtered mask on the outer layer of the helmet, and then stepped back to connect to the life support system.

"I think I'll always be alone, so lonely all my life." Tang Yue gently hummed Liu Ruoying's old song "A Lifetime of Loneliness", bent down to pick up the toolbox on the floor. In terms of musical taste, Tang Yue is similar to the rest of the team, they are all old songs, and they love the works of mainland singers from Hong Kong, Taiwan and Hong Kong decades ago, after all, today's Chinese music scene has absorbed too many foreign elements, full of restless rhythms and electronic music, not as beautiful and tactful melodies as at the beginning of the century.

Of course, there are also party disputes within the old song faction, those who like pure music and those who like pop songs regard each other as heretics, the pure music party says that pop songs are fat pig flows, and the pop song party says that pure music is blind humming - although they have been out of gas for decades, of course, Lao Zheng has always been at the bottom of the chain of contempt An Zhiruosu, he listens to Zhao Benshan's "Our People in Tunli" all day long.

Tang Yue unscrewed the hatch of the airlock chamber and turned around to say goodbye to the empty Kunlun Station, "I'm out, bye-bye!" ”

Tang Yue stepped into the airlock room, snapped his backhand shut the hatch behind him, and then hummed his song.

"I think I'll always be lonely, like this for the rest of my life, the bluer the sky, the more afraid I am to look up at ......"