The girl didn't seem to understand the look, but still said, "Go in!" You're welcome! Alas! You can't hear you. ”

Zhong Liye made all the preparations, but when he walked into the wooden house, he found that there was nothing unusual inside.

The girl let Zhong Liye sit on the wooden bed inside, and turned around and walked towards the door.

He looked around, and the room was so shabby, with only a wooden table with an oil lamp on it, and two wooden chairs under the table, a wild cat on one chair, and a rabbit on the other, and one on the bed, and the rest, there was nothing.

Zhong Liye sighed, this place is really environmentally friendly! There are no electric lights, no gas, no running water, no mobile phone signal, and basically realize that traffic depends on walking, security depends on dogs, and communication relies on roaring.

Zhong Liye looked at everything in front of him, and became more determined in his thoughts, there is definitely something wrong with this girl.

She walked in through the door, carrying a rusty copper basin with water in it and a yellowed towel floating in it.

The girl placed the basin beside the bed, and then looked at him worriedly, and she looked at him for a moment, then carefully took his hand and wrote in his palm: "The wound must be cleaned."

Zhong Liye glanced at her and brought his leg to the bed, because whether she had a problem or not, the bullet had to be picked out.

He untied the strip of cloth on his leg, and then his hand shook, and there was a silver knife at his fingertips, he took out the lighter, and let the flame of the lighter burn the knife repeatedly, then he threw down the lighter, and used the knife to remove the bullet from his leg, the whole process took less than five seconds, although his face was pale, but there was no expression of pain.

When there was a loud bang, the bullet fell into the basin of water, carrying blood and flesh, and instantly stained the basin of clear water.

Zhong Liye turned his head to look at the girl, because he needed a towel in the basin, but the next second, Zhong Liye was stunned for a moment, because the girl was standing there with a sad face, her face full of tears.

Zhong Liye licked her lips and pointed to the towel in the basin, and the girl immediately turned around to get the towel: "I...... I'll rub it for you. ”

The girl wrung out the towel and carefully wiped Zhong Liye's wound, the wound was very deep, the skin and flesh were rolling, and she wiped her tears while wiping the wound.

Zhong Liye looked at her tears and was dazed for a moment.

She bandaged his wound again, then laid him down on the bed, and left with the basin of water herself, all the while keeping her head down and not glancing at him.

Zhong Liye looked at the door, she never entered the house, but he heard a clanging sound outside, and she seemed to be cooking.

Half an hour later, she walked in with a rice bowl.

The girl sat on the edge of the bed, pointed to the rice bowl, and then to her mouth: "Eat, eat!" ”

Zhong Liye looked at her, sat up slowly, lowered his eyelashes, and glanced at the rice bowl in the girl's hand, which was a bowl of boiled porridge and an egg of a strange color.

Zhong Liye frowned slightly, can this be eaten?

Even if you want to poison me, you have to do something decent! This is too perfunctory.

The girl scooped up some porridge with a spoon and cooled it on her lips, and said in a very nice voice, "This is the most successful one I have cooked, you can taste it." ”

Zhong Liye was stunned, the most successful one? What did it have to be cooked before?

The girl looked at him expectantly: "Open your mouth! There was sugar in it, and it was delicious. ”

You boiled the porridge and put sugar in it? What a smell it must have!

Zhong Liye slowly opened his mouth, and the girl immediately put the spoon into his mouth.

He takes a deep breath, tongue, I'm sorry for you!

For many years afterward, Zhong Liye remembered the taste of the bowl of porridge, the bitter paste with a slight sweetness, although it was difficult to eat, but he always missed it.