Between 30~33 A.D., the first Sunday after the full moon of the vernal equinox, Jerusalem.

Three days earlier, Jesus had died on the cross after being betrayed by a traitor. At the second dawn after the Passover Sabbath, Mary Magdalene and another Mary came to Jesus' tomb to anoint the body of the prophet. They found the tomb empty, and an angel came down saying that Jesus had risen. On that day, Jesus appeared to his disciples and said, "God has given me all authority in heaven and on earth." Go therefore into all the world, and make disciples of all men; Baptize them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teach them to obey all the commandments I have given you. Remember! I will always be with you until the end of the world. ”

Until the end of the world, nearly 2,000 years later, many people thought that this day had come.

April 8th. The first Sunday after the full moon of the vernal equinox. Easter of Jesus. Night, 22:29.

Ye Xiao saw her face.

The electric light passed through the cobweb-like floating dust, illuminating the small space pressed by a concrete beam, and also illuminating a woman's eyes.

Her face was covered in dust and dirt, and her eyes flashed with hope under her long, messy hair. The woman, who looked young, was not completely crushed by the ruins. Ye Xiao's arm strength was beyond ordinary people, but it was very difficult to pull her out, it turned out that she was holding a little boy in her arms.

The boy looked seven or eight years old, and he looked down in the face of the strong flashlight light, and did not dare to open his eyes.

Just now, it was the child's cry that saved him and his mother.

Ye Xiao also wondered why he concluded at a glance that this was a mother and son. He put the flashlight to the side and picked up the woman and boy with both hands at the same time, pulling them out of the rubble. The boy looked up, and even though his face was covered with dust, he could not hide his frighteningly pale complexion, and his eyes, which almost flashed green.

A certain suspicion flashed in Ye Xiao's heart: This poor child had already died underground, a resurrected bloodless zombie?

When he further doubted the young mother, he really felt her temperature and pulse. Her long hair, which had probably not been washed in days, exuded a faint strange smell that kept brushing his face, and instead of making him feel any discomfort, it aroused the man's desire.

She's alive!

As for the kid - it is impossible to judge.

When Ye Xiao picked up the boy, his body was actually cold!

Hopefully, it's just because you're sick or hungry.

Ye Xiao is not a member of the rescue team, nor has he received any professional training, so he is not here to rescue people, but is responsible for handling emergencies underground with handcuffs and pistols. When he rescued a mother and son, he was a little overwhelmed.

But the young mother hurriedly hugged the child, and whispered hoarsely, "Inside...... Still...... There are also people ......"

When people are on the verge of collapse, they usually can't speak clearly, but Ye Xiao obviously feels that her accent is strange and she doesn't seem to be Chinese.

But he didn't dare to go in rashly, maybe the collapsed area would expand, and he might be buried in the ruins. He turned on the walkie-talkie to contact the headquarters and called for rescuers.

Ye Xiao said to the mother and son: "Don't talk anymore, don't move around, keep your strength!" Someone will be coming to get you up soon! Can you understand me? A nod or a wink will do the trick! ”

The young mother nodded, and the bloodless boy blinked.

Ye Xiao handed the mineral water he carried with him to the mother and son, and the mother fed the son water first. The boy was unusually calm, and did not take a big gulp like ordinary people, but first took a small sip, and then slowly drank half a bottle of water, and stopped to catch a few breaths in the middle - some of the survivors who had just been dug up were choked to death by drinking too much water.

The boy handed the remaining half of the bottle of water to his mother in moderation, and it seemed that they had become accustomed to saving every subsistence resource during their seven days and seven nights underground.

By the time a bottle of water was shared by the mother and son, the rescue team had already arrived. The discovery of the survivors was very exciting to everyone, especially the woman and the child, and they carefully carried the mother and son out. Doctors and nurses waited on the 10th floor as the lift took the mother and son to the ground.

When this woman, who may be Japanese, and the boy who does not look like a living person, see the bright moonlight again after seven days and seven nights, and on this Easter night, the world's cameras and flashes will be aimed at them - they have become a symbol of the wonder of life on the whole earth.

"Resurrection on Easter Night" - Ye Xiao has written the headline for the front page of the New York Times tomorrow morning.

At this moment, more than a dozen rescue team members continued to dig in with various tools, and the life detector sent a strong signal.

Two minutes later, when Ye Xiao put on his mask and helmet again, the rescue team members had already carried out a young man from the depths of the smoke-filled passage. There were many holes in his clothes, and he could vaguely distinguish the Calford supermarket logo. The team put on an oxygen mask and quickly sent him to the ground for rescue.

Rescue another one!

Ye Xiao's clenched fist had just been released, and the wound on his hand had not stopped bleeding, and the team members rescued two more living people.

This time it was two women, neither of whom looked very old, perhaps in their early twenties. Their bodies were fine, and they almost came out of their own. Ye Xiao retreated to the edge of the passage, and two women passed by him, one of them looked bigger, and her eyes swept coldly over his face.

The moment they looked at each other, he shivered slightly in his heart.

These are the fourth and fifth survivors.

Ye Xiao watched them leave the ground, his eyebrows furrowed symbolically, and the man who had been murdered by cutting his throat in the projector room came to his mind—he had ordered that no one should move the corpse, but he had absolute command over the rescue of the Labradoodle.

There are also rescue team members digging in the theater passage, and he waits patiently in place. More rescuers came down, and they split up to search downstairs, hoping to find more survivors. But he just waited here.

Ten minutes later, he waited.

Four rescue team members appeared in the light, carrying an adult man on a stretcher.

Sixth!

Ye Xiao calmed down a lot. The survivor's eyelids jumped as he passed by. At the same time, he heard his name called.

"Leaf ...... Shaw? ”

The latter word had a questioning tone, and it was certainly from the mouth of the man lying on the stretcher, a survivor who had been buried underground for seven days and seven nights.

Ye Xiao stopped the stretcher and looked down into the eyes of this survivor.

He looked to be in his thirties, with a thick beard covering his cheeks, his body was still bleeding, and his eyes were looking at Ye Xiao intently, not like the kind of person who had just been dug out and was dying.

The two men looked at each other for five seconds.

The rescue team members carrying stretchers looked at them with strange eyes.

Suddenly, Ye Xiao's brows jumped, and a certain name jumped out of the Pandora's box of memory.

The words "Zhou-Xuan-" slowly spat out his lips, and the other party replied in the affirmative with a satisfied look.

Actually...... It's him! Ye Xiao subconsciously stretched out his right hand and grabbed Zhou Xuan's right hand tightly.

It's still hot.

The fingers of the two men were tightly intertwined, carrying each other's warm blood.