People live for themselves, there will always be times when they are confused and slack, they can't see the way forward clearly, and they don't know what the current efforts are for. And living for someone else, it's much simpler.

Ye Ke wants to go back to Wuhan, his home is there, no matter what the world becomes, it will always be a place for him to care about, there are his friends, there are his teachers, there is the woman who shush him every once in a while, after his parents died, his high school homeroom teacher, that is, his mother's best friend, has always taken care of him.

During that time, he suffered from depression, he quietly went to the doctor alone, he was moderately depressed, lost a lot of hair, couldn't sleep all night, looked at the ceiling, opened his eyes, felt so light, his soul was about to float out of his body, he didn't feel sleepy, the sky was bright, he slept in class, smoked, went out over the wall to surf the Internet, and fought.

Everyone thinks that he is like a different person, friends come to comfort him, he loses his temper, knowing in his heart that the other party has good intentions, but he can't control himself, he doesn't need anyone's comfort, it will only make him feel that he is pitying himself.

The people around him began to distance themselves from him, and his name was always on the criticism of the weekly school assembly, and he became more and more silent, not to explode in silence, but to die in silence.

From beginning to end, only Chen Ling did not give up on him.

He climbed over the wall and went out to surf the Internet, Chen Ling drove all the Internet cafes near the school in the middle of the night, and at two or three o'clock in the morning, he was arrested and put back to sleep.

He slept in class, and Chen Ling used his power to forcibly give him make-up lessons on weekends as a teacher.

He was warned by the school many times in fights, and even to the point of being expelled, Chen Ling asked a friend, looked for a relationship, went to the principal's office to intercede, and saved him.

Her preference is almost undisguised and revealed in front of everyone's eyes.

She is always like that, even if he does more bad things, she just pulls him back to the right path, gentle education, never has a heavy word, even if he is angry and cried, and wants to give up on him, when he commits a crime, the woman is always the first person to appear by his side, so that he can rely on without any worries.

Everyone felt that he had become a freak, self-defeating, wasted, and came to comfort him with hypocrisy, looking high, seeing you so pitiful, he took pity on you, turned his back, but it was full of disgusting words.

When you fight with someone, others always: Did you fight? / Why fight? / I'm telling you, it's not right to fight. But no one asked him if he was in pain, if he was hurt, and no one cleaned his wounds.

It's like those so-called relatives, after their parents leave, they will meet from time to time, always ask if they are doing well, but they have never really come into his life to care about him.

Chen Ling is the only one who has done this. She didn't have to do that, and she didn't have to do it.

He began to take medicine, actively cooperated with the treatment, and when he was a child, he called her Aunt Chen with a bad taste, and then called her affectionate after a mouthful.

In life, we must always move forward for a goal, and we must always live for a person.

In the past, the transportation was convenient and there was an Internet, but there would not be a feeling that the cars and horses were slow and that there was only enough to love one person in a lifetime, but now even wanting to see someone is extraordinarily luxurious.

He wanted to go back to Wuhan, of course, not all because of Chen Ling, Chu He, the brother who played with him when he was a child, should also be in Wuhan.

It's just that if they are still alive, a selfish and humble person like him can still survive, and a kind person like Sister Ling naturally has to be lucky.

I can only comfort myself like this.

Ye Ke glanced at the little guy who was drooling on his chest, a little speechless, hugged her gently, turned over and put her on the blanket, sat cross-legged and changed into a T-shirt, the little guy rolled and rolled, and rolled into Yihe's arms.

When I got out of the tent, I rubbed my changed clothes in the washing water, wrung them out, and hung them on the ropes outside the tent. There are no conditions, so it is settled.

The atmosphere in the shelter had become tense since yesterday, he ran around the camp twice, the lack of food no longer allowed him to do too much physical training, and he ran twice in the morning, just to keep his strength from slipping.

The tense atmosphere in the camp has not been relieved, and people gather in small groups to talk in whispers, which is nothing more than about the soldiers who returned to the camp yesterday.

A squad of one hundred and fifty men came back at noon, and another at dusk, and the two groups together were only twelve, and although they came back alive, they were only alive.

The soldiers who shed blood without tears, at the moment of returning to the camp, a few of them were so emotional that they cried out, and even more were numb.

Running day and night, the highly tense nerves, both the body and the brain, have broken through the limit too many times, and as a result, they are unable to react as soon as they relax.

Only one-third of the medicines they snatched with their lives were brought back, and on the way to escape, many brothers failed to survive to the agreed place, and the medicines they carried were naturally nowhere to be found.

It's just that fate is not fair to them.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Lun stood up from the crowd and confronted the negotiators.

From the time they came back to the time they handed in the medicines, they had been under house arrest, and just now a brother wanted to go out for a small relief, but was blocked by the guards outside the tent.

The few people who came forward to negotiate had cooperated several times in the past because of some things, and they were quite familiar with each other.

"Lao Yang, this is an order from above, we can't do anything, a doctor will come to treat your wounds in a while, and food will be sent to you, as long as you stay in the barracks for two days and confirm that there is no infection, your merits will not be less."

"We have died so many brothers, and we are desperate to bring the medicine back, is it for that little merit?"

The officer knew that he had lost his words, his eyes were evasive, and he was a little ashamed.

"You're scared, if someone here is really infected, this batch of medicines can't be here." The scars on their bodies, which were supposed to be proof of glory, became the reason for their house arrest.

"It's not like this old Yang, do you know why the second team only came back with so many people?"

Yang Lun was so shrewd, and with the other party's expression, he immediately understood, indeed, there were really only two or three people left in the second team.

"On the way back to the camp, someone concealed the fact that they were infected." The officer only said this, and he didn't need to say anything about the rest of the matter, and he knew about it.

Obedience is their vocation. But the people here are somewhat chilling.

He remembered Huo Yuan, and the early morning when he entered the city, he also asked himself if he would die in this mission. But God just loves to make this kind of joke, Yang Lun never thought that he would come back alive, he participated in this mission, and he already had the mentality of seeking death. Those who don't deserve to die may be dead, but those who want to die are still alive and well.

The empty world, the confused life, and the painful death are not the choices he wants.