We suffered in this forest for five days, and every day we fed on tree drinks and early dew for water, wild mushrooms, and tree fruits, which were only the size of small fingernails, very much like the banyan fruit in the south of the country, and the bald man would rather gnaw the tender roots of the first buds than eat this thing, and he said that this fruit would not even be eaten by birds, and I would be skeptical, but I was not starved to death.

Neither the bald man nor I can be idle, yes, we have tried countless times to throw away the dagger and rush forward or backward, but the mute among us is the most calm, in his concept: still able to breathe, and still eat, not dying of thirst, this is already precious, why do we have to get out of this forest?

At this point, I admire dumbness, don't I? In the past two months, he has saved more than a dozen lives of their team with such a Q mentality, at best, it is called "responding to all changes with the same", but the spineless saying is "Lao Tzu is a wild man, as long as he can live, where is not life?" ”。

This may be the difference between me and these wild men, in other words, if the man who was stranded on a desert island eight and a half years ago was mute, I firmly believe that he still lives in that cave, living every day at sunrise catching rabbits and sunset struggling with pillars, while bald... This grandson is also a native, but he is already between me and the natives, I can't say whether this is evolution or convergence, in short, the perennial sense of crisis has created his character.

In other words, isn't the evolution of human beings all due to the constant accidents in the midst of crises that have propelled society forward?

These thoughts were turned over by me countless times in the long wait, yes, this waiting was so boring, dumb that it was even so boring that I took pleasure in pulling away my hair and beard, and catching alive fleas and lice in all kinds of hair, while the other three, without exception, stared at the dagger every day with six pairs of eyes like toads;

Oh, yes, it was six pairs of eyes, and the tiger woke up, and in the middle of the night, she opened them......

And her first reaction after waking up did not disappoint me, she smashed the bald man who was still sleeping next to her with her fist, elbow, foot, and knee like an enemy who abused her father, compared to the past, this is the first time I calmly watched the tiger girl violence against people, and I wanted to hand the dagger or a tree root to the tigress countless times, but I was afraid of being implicated or injured by mistake, so I had to hide a few meters away and shout for the tiger girl;

This is also the first time I have watched the whole bald masochistic scene with a smile, and I don't even worry about whether his pig-like "scream" will attract white meat insects or any other enemies.

I have to say that the bald man is very smart, in order to avoid following in the footsteps of the black bull, the first consciousness of this grandson since he was woken up is to cover his crotch, and the second consciousness is to hold his head, and his mouth is always shouting words such as "Come and help", "Ruthless and unjust", "Conscience is eaten by the spotted wolf", "I didn't sleep with you", but I don't know if he is asking us for help, or he is coquettish to the tiger.

The dumb man is a real person after all, and when he saw that the bald man was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, he was about to go up to pull the fight, so I grabbed him by the waist of his pants and asked him: "Have you ever beaten a tiger?" He shook his head but stepped forward; I asked him again, "Are you also coquettish to your fat woman in your gentle slope house?" This time he nodded, and then looked at the bald man with sympathetic eyes, and said no more.

This farce finally ended with the tiger girl just recovered, and several wounds were opened again and the pain was unbearable, the bald man lay on the ground for a long time before he swayed and struggled to get up, like defeating the Pekingese dog, around the tiger girl who was angry at him, and then slowly came around to me, the nose was blue and the face was swollen and the face was full of blood, and the first thing she said to me was: "You see, she still feels sorry for me, and she is not willing to be cruel to me at all!" ”。

Since late that night, the bald man has been courteous to the tiger girl everywhere as always, and all the clean dew is close to her, while the three of us men can only drink the salty soup that flows from the trees! And Huya and I also tacitly and deliberately avoided the previous contradictions with each other, or at least I was deliberately avoiding, and she still had a very cold look on her face, except for asking about the past few days and my judgment, she didn't say much.

But the only thing that comforts me with Huya is that I still take care of her deliberately, I can still take care of her wounds all over her body, and she never loses her respect, and every morning the bald man tremblingly brings her pure water, she still holds her head high to me;

I haven't seen this kind of courtesy since Huya's serious injury, and the relationship between me and her seems to have instantly returned to the cave two years ago, and I still take care of this woman with all my heart, and she also respects me very much.

But how did Teresa Teng's song come about? "Time passes and never returns, the past can only be recalled"... Since she recovered from that serious injury, I haven't seen her again, never again! It was like something had been separated between us ever since, and no matter how much I tried to fix it, she always stayed away from me.

But now seeing that she is similar to the two of us, staring at the dagger with her eyes, but it makes me feel that this girl named Tiger Ya is not so cold all her life, and she is covered with scars and has a serious appearance with a curious heart like a kitten.

She gestured with her hand to point the handle of the dagger diagonally to our side and asked, "Is it really pointing in the direction?" ”；

"We're not sure, but it's probably so", every word I said since she woke up took "we" bald and mute, which was a subconscious behavior, and even I didn't understand whether this was to make these four people have a sense of teamwork or to tie up the bald man to make me feel a little safer, after all... If this tigress really bared her teeth again because of one of my words, wouldn't she have multiple helpers?

"Then why don't you set off yet?" , Hu Ya's eyes did not leave the dagger, and asked coldly;

"We are waiting for it to return to its original direction, and it is easy to encounter enemies or fall into the miasma forest in other directions", I asked and answered like her slave, and this feeling made me very awkward;

"What is a miasma forest?";

"A kind of white smoke that makes you vomit and get dizzy when you smell it, and you were in a coma, and the dumb man carried you all the way around the miasma forest to get here," I said;

Huya looked at me, but she couldn't read anything in her eyes, and then looked at the mute, and then nodded heavily at the mute, this is a rare behavior in her, for a long time, she has always been lukewarm to these three people who have been followed by her tribe to the desert island, although different from those white-robed slaves, but she has never taken the initiative to show goodwill, in my opinion, she does not regard the bald, mute, and crippled as her own people, but only as a personal tool, just like the outbreak with her nearly ten days ago"Fighting", in order to kill me, she didn't care about the feelings of the dumb and others.

"When will this knife point back to its original route?" , Tiger Ya moved her eyes back to stare at the dagger again and asked;

"Maybe it's now, maybe it's ....... next year", I told Huya in a very helpless tone this difficult to accept fact, all this is beyond anyone's control, all I can do is to make everyone safe.

Hearing this, Huya glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally, I couldn't tell whether she was disdainful or questioning, in short, it was by no means a compliment.

She hesitated for a moment, then suddenly turned to the bald man and asked, "Why don't you catch a meat worm to lead the way?" ”；

As soon as these words came out, the bald man immediately covered his bruised cheeks with a bitter expression.