Lin Wenxi swore that if he called his voice louder, he would definitely get up and throw a brick at him!

Lin Wenxi was in the corner of the wall at the time, and he was not injured for half a minute, but I don't know if it was because of excessive tension for a while, or because of several days of fatigue, after throwing the child out of Lin Wenxi, I don't know whether he fainted or fell asleep on the spot.

I was sleeping relatively comfortably, but suddenly I heard someone shouting about me all the time, and it was so ugly that I kept frowning in my sleep.

It was as if the voice was still threatening itself: "If you die, I will freeze you in the refrigerator so that you will never be able to live in the ground!" ”

Isn't it, put it in the refrigerator, wouldn't it be dismantled? I want to be frozen and resurrected!

seemed to be scolding himself again: "Damn, you fool, Lin Daiyu's body has to grow a Huatuo heart, why don't you cure yourself first?" ”

The old man is Lin Daiyu's body? When Uncle Hongxuan heard it, he couldn't slap you to death!

It seems that he is still cursing himself: "I curse you to be reincarnated as a canary in the next life!" I'll keep you in your crotch for the rest of my life! ”

What the???

I heard you right????

Inseam ???

Canary??? 、

Rogue!

Lin Wenxi breathed a sigh of relief, struggled to wake up, and heard Zhao Yuan's hoarse call, which seemed to be bloody, and his voice was tearful.

Lin Wenxi, who had just woken up with anger and felt that his strength was bursting out, found that he was too weak to shout at this moment.

Lin Wenxi lay on his stomach on the pile of ruins, quietly listening to Zhao Yuan's monologue over there.

"I'm ... It's just you ... ”

Lin Wenxi shouted with difficulty, his voice like a fine line, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

It was a very dark place, there was not a glimmer of light, not a of movement.

Lin Wenxi knew that when the aftershock came, the rescue team must first protect their own safety, evacuate to a safe location, and after the earthquake passed, confirm their safety before rescuing people. The soil in front of him was buried like this, and Lin Wenxi only remembered that he had entered a three-story building that had not yet collapsed. For a moment, he was a little unsure if he would be able to get out. There were no excavators in the area, no equipment that could lift heavy weights, everything had to be excavated by human hands and feet.

How long can the air last?

I heard that the worst way to die is to be buried alive...

Zhao Yuan's voice next door had calmed down, what was wrong with him? Are you tired, or are you ... Still is... He has no air! 、

Lin Wenxi began to feel scared, cold sweat oozed out little by little, when the sweat evaporated, the slight cold was infinitely amplified by the capillaries, he seemed to be deeply surrounded, just like this thick dark fear - even if he died, he would never see Zhao Yuan again?

Zhao Yuan finally began to wake up a little, Fang Cai's shouting consumed too much of his physical strength, and the instinct to survive made him more and more sober. He roughly touched the space around him, about five to six squares, and the movement outside gradually disappeared, indicating that after he was blocked, the collapse continued, and no light seeped out, and it was above the surface, I don't know how far away there was no steel pipe that could lead to it, and beside him, there were only a few pieces of broken wood, a dilapidated table, and a broken speaker-like object. There are a few beams not far away, and the reason why I don't feel stuffy now is that there is some air coming out of the place where the beams are supported. He also had a supply kit on his body, some water and food, enough for two meals, which together should last a few days without dying.

But what about Lin Wenxi? Who does he have, and does he have something to eat? Was he injured? Why, there is no movement at all!

Zhao Yuan shouted again, and clung to the pile of dirt, he wanted to hear any trace of sound from there, even if it was a moan!

Zhao Yuan began to dig a tunnel, avoiding the support point of the beam, where there was a pile of masonry and earth blocks. Break the stick, dig it all at once, dig it all at once, it's too slow, dig it with your hands, one hand, one hand, if it's in love, even if you die, let me find Wenxi...

What cut the hand, blood and dirt mixed together, no matter what.

stones, slowly move away.

The soil on top fell down again and filled the place that had just been dug up. It's like Sisyphus, pushing the boulder day after day, but the boulder just falls repeatedly.

Pain of weakness.

But I kept digging.

Lin Wenxi! Wait for me!

Zhao Yuan's tears were mixed with blood, and he dug a hole that was still less than ten centimeters deep.

A thin dingdong sound came from that side, although the sound was silky, at this moment, to Zhao Yuan, it was no less than Hong Zhong Dalu!

Zhao Yuan pressed against the wall and listened closely, but the dirt fell into his mouth without noticing.

That's—

On the night of the torch flute, Lin Wenxi played silently solo countless times, and then smiled, how could such a familiar piano melody not make Zhao Yuan Zhiru covered in new blood and goosebumps.

"I heard it, Wenxi, I heard it! You okay? Zhao Yuan cried and laughed, pounding the earthen wall hard, tearing his hair after a while, and his intuition seemed to go crazy.

Three C tones in response.

"Why don't you speak, Wenxi, you're hurt?" Zhao Yuan shouted loudly.

A deep falling tone, meaning negative, not hurt.

"That is, you are tired and I can't hear you?"

Knock knock affirmative sound.

Lin Wenxi suddenly groped for the piano keys in the dark, and an almost intact piano was placed in the corner, and it seemed that music lessons were being taken here at the time of the earthquake.

There was almost no hesitation, playing "Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon", flowing clouds and water, the moon was high in the sky, all the words were here.

Lin Wenxi couldn't remember how many songs he played, and after each song, Zhao Yuan continued to shout: "Go on." ”

But his hands were sore.

He began to realize that he was hungry and sleepy.

Lin Wenxi played a "lullaby", which made him almost fall asleep, and heard Zhao Yuan shouting over there: "Not sleepy enough, do it again!" ”

Lin Wenxi hammered the keys slightly, making a noise.

"Good baby, don't be angry, wrinkles are not beautiful." Zhao Yuan's spell-like voice came from that side.

This person is possessed by Wang Xiang!

Lin Wenxi played a song "White Moonlight" that Wang Xiang often hummed, but he played the sentence "I want to hide, but I want to cover it." At that time, everything in his past appeared in Lin Wenxi's mind like lightning, and Lin Wenxi suddenly understood something.

"I'm not Wang Xiang! I'm around, and you actually think of other men! ”

Lin Wenxi played a song "I'm by My Side".

Zhao Yuan's ecstatic roar sounded over there: "I'm by my side, why can't you see it... ”

Lin Wenxi sat down heavily.

"Ah, the mountains and rivers are full of empty thoughts, it is better to take pity on the people in front of you! Who taught Wang Xiang what he said? ”

"Don't stop talking, you don't talk again, I... Belch... Yes... Zhao Yuan screamed.

Lin Wenxi climbed on the piano again and slapped it a few times.

"Oh, I'm fine. Isn't that learning from someone? Do you know the story of the wolf? ”

"Otherwise, you can play a song of nineteen touches...

"I know you haven't heard it, I'll sing it to you, and you can play it now.

"You don't speak, don't, uh... Am I hurt or not, it hurts, where does it hurt... ”

Zhao Yuan heard in horror that Lin Wenxi played the super-undead... "The Great Compassion Mantra".

"I'm not dead!!!"

I don't know if it was an aftershock or something, but a few pieces of mud fell down, and the ground shook three times.