"Don't put gold on your face, what did you do, Lao Tzu can see it clearly." After Wang Ruogu threw the medicine to Nian Xiaoye, he stuffed the bag to Zhao Zhongjian, and then went to the fire to help Mo Yu grill the fish together.

The smell of fish has spread in the cave.

Nian Xiaoye finished taking the medicine, cleaned the wound on his leg well, put on a new gauze, was a little sleepy, couldn't wait to eat a bite of grilled fish, and fell asleep deeply.

Mo Ci and Song Yelin were in charge of the vigil last night, and today they were busy for another day, and they were already exhausted, so they ate a little grilled fish and went to sleep, while the rest were discussing the distribution of people on night duty.

This cave is not big, it is not small, and more than a dozen people are a little crowded, but at least it is much better than sleeping outside. Wu Xueli and the three of them stayed in this cave for two nights, and nothing happened, so this place can be called a safe place. Zhao Zhongjian believes that there is no need for vigil, as long as the fire is not extinguished, nothing will dare to approach.

Li Yanqi didn't think so, he said: "You forgot that the death worm crawled out of the ground? Who knows if there are other dangers hidden in this vicinity, and it is necessary to watch the night, and it cannot be taken lightly. ”

Mo Yu agreed with Li Yanqi's words and volunteered: "Brother Li and I will keep vigil tonight, every two people in a group, and you will assign it yourself." ”

"The wounded and children are not counted, the rest are in pairs." Wang Ruogu said, looked up at Wu Xueli, and said with a smile: "I'm in a group with Xueli." ”

Shirley frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with this group, and after a few seconds of silence, she stretched out her hand and pointed at Jiang Chen and said, "I'm better in a group with Jiang Chen's younger brother, as for Wang Ruogu, you can be wronged and in a group with Zhao Zhongjian." ”

"I don't want to go with a group surnamed Zhao."

Zhao Zhongjian was angry: "I don't want to be in a group with you yet." ”

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Father Mo played a round: "I'll be in a group with Boss Zhao." ”

"Then I'm ......" Wang Ruoguhuan glanced at the people sitting around the fire, his eyes finally fixed on Xu Ziheng's white face, and sighed helplessly: "It seems that I can only be in a group with this little friend." ”

"I'm not a child." Xu Ziheng looked at Wang Ruogu coldly, "I'm eighteen." ”

"How old you are that doesn't matter to me."

Wang Ruogu was very dissatisfied with being assigned to a group of Xu Ziheng to be on duty at night, such a weak boy with a weak culture, in his opinion, it was useless at the critical moment.

After assigning the night watch, Li Yanqi and Mo Yu will keep vigil first tonight, and the others chatted around the fire, and when it was close to ten o'clock, they all lay down and fell asleep.

Wu Xueli spontaneously leaned next to Mo Ci and deliberately stayed away from Zhao Zhongjian and Wang Ruogu, she walked with these two men for four days, and she was really tossed by them.

Don't look at her as the only woman, but she has taken on a lot of responsibilities.

Wang Ruogu looked at the big man, in fact, he was not much bolder than Zhao Zhongjian, and the two of them always wanted to take advantage of her by changing the law.

She was very glad to have met Mo Ci's group.

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In the second half of the night, Mo Yu couldn't hold back and took frequent naps, Li Yanqi watched him from the side, whenever he was about to fall asleep, Li Yanqi poked his shoulder with his hand, trying to keep this sleepy guy clear.

"I can't do it anymore." Mo Yu rubbed his astringent eyes.

Li Yanqi sighed, grabbed the bubble noodles and said, "Why don't you sleep?" ”

"Is that okay?"

"I'll just keep an eye on it."

"Then I'll squint for twenty minutes."

"Okay."

Mo Yu fell, and a few seconds later, Li Yanqi heard his snoring.

Twenty minutes later, Mo Yu was still sleeping deeply, and Li Yanqi couldn't bear to wake him up, so he stuck to his post alone, his eyes staring at the scorching flames, and he unconsciously fell into memories.

He remembered when he was a child, remembered his parents, remembered a few fox friends when he was a student, and talked about a few love that ended up unhappily. One night, he came out of the bar drunk and saw Xu Ziheng rummaging through the trash cans for food.

At that time, Xu Ziheng was dirty and thin, like a beggar.

He was so drunk that he couldn't remember why he walked in front of Xu Ziheng, and he didn't remember what he said to Xu Ziheng, in short, it didn't take long for a group of drunkards to come out of the bar, making a lot of trouble, and even fighting, which later alarmed the police.

When the police asked him, an eyewitness, about the situation, he pushed Xu Ziheng in front of the police and said, "This child is so pitiful, don't you care?" ”

The police took care of him and brought him and Xu Ziheng back to the bureau, but after asking Xu Ziheng a lot of questions, this guy was silent.

The police found a letter from Xu Ziheng's body, most of the letter was burned, the content was incomplete, and it was impossible to fight it, and only found a name in the small part that was preserved - Xu Ziheng.

They all thought that Xu Ziheng was the child's name, but compared with the name in the archives, they did not find anyone of the same age as the child, and the name Xu Ziheng was too common, so they couldn't find any clues for a while.

After grinding at the police station for a night, Li Yanqi also woke up most of the time, he wanted to leave Xu Ziheng to the police, but when he left, Xu Ziheng grabbed his hand and looked at him with teary eyes.

It is estimated that it was alcohol at the time, and he was hot-headed and took Xu Ziheng home to take care of him temporarily.

After half a month, Xu Ziheng often had headaches, and each time it became more and more serious, he took Xu Ziheng to the hospital for a comprehensive examination, and the doctor told him that Xu Ziheng had suffered a severe head injury, and the possibility of amnesia was very high.

Xu Ziheng barely spoke, no matter what he asked, Xu Ziheng just looked at him expressionlessly, like a fool. Until one day, he ran out of patience, lost his temper in front of Xu Ziheng, and yelled: "What do you remember, you have to tell me, eight sticks hit a fart, how can Lao Tzu help you, do you know that your little fart has seriously affected my life, what is your name, where do you live, who are your parents, where do you come from, you think about it carefully, whatever you can think of, you just fart, it's okay to have a little reaction." ”

Facing the silent Xu Ziheng, Li Yanqi completely broke out.

Xu Ziheng watched him drop and smash the things at home, hiding in the corner and holding his head and crying.

He finished venting his anger and slowly regained his composure, but when he thought that he had picked up a big trouble and came back, his mood was inevitably a little broken, but at this moment, Xu Ziheng spoke, he said, "I am eighteen years old. ”

Since that day, Xu Ziheng has slowly opened his heart to him, but whenever he remembers anything, even some fragmented pictures, he will tell him 1510.