Chapter 422: Ending Eight

After turning around several times, I never found any clues about the previous hole.

After a few hours, there was no movement around me except for the movement of me rummaging for stones, and my parents helped me rummage at first, and then they simply sat on the sidelines and watched me quietly, they were more realistic and knew when to stop doing things.

I'm different, I've always been a person who easily immerses myself in the world of hope that I've created, and I don't follow my dad or my mom.

It was the afternoon again, and we hadn't eaten for almost twenty hours, and even though I was beaten with iron, I would have collapsed, and I sat on the ground, and I had been looking for hope, but suddenly I seemed to be crazy, and I tore my throat and began to cry.

Crying hard, yelling, the surrounding area is so empty, coupled with the huge explosion before, if it will attract the walking corpse, I don't care about my two voices, while slumping on the ground and crying, I still don't give up on turning the stones next to me, I can't turn over the big ones, just turn the small ones, in short, as long as I don't stay stupid, I feel that there should be hope to find a way down.

As long as I can find my way down, then I'm sure I'll be able to find the lock.

My mother wanted to come over to comfort me when I started crying, but my father stopped me, and I didn't know what to say to my mother, so my mother sat in place and didn't come, looking at me from a distance full of worry, but she never stepped forward.

Finally, from the tearful crying at the beginning to the dry howl, an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

There are too many helpless things in this world, such as... Many people are afraid of the dark, but this earth, this solar system, will not keep the sky bright all day and night because you are all afraid of the dark.

It's like... These days, I hear about the Sky Lockdown crisis from different people.

The time when the surname Gao said it hit me the hardest, but I also gritted my teeth and held on to the last thread.

It's really okay to lock the sky.

I don't know if you believe the seventh sense, but after all these things, I'm quite trustworthy anyway.

In the previous school in the county seat, when I left the lock-up sky, I felt that I would definitely not be separated from him like this, and we would definitely see each other again, so we finally met.

Later, I experienced so many separations, including the time when the surname Gao told me, in the deepest part of my heart, I still felt that I would see Suotian, that feeling was not strong, but it was very firm, there was no reason, I just felt that.

But this time it's different...

Sitting on this pile of collapsed rubble, I had a strong instinct that almost overwhelmed me... I'll never see him again.

I'll never see my lock again.

When this feeling came to my mind as words, I was so sad that I wanted to smash my head with a stone, but in reality, there was nothing I could do but cry.

I couldn't even find the hole to go down to the lab.

Mom and Dad finally couldn't stand it anymore, and finally felt distressed when they saw me crying like a fool, and the two of them came to me.

My mother looked at my palm, which was ground by the stone, and cried when she covered her mouth, and hugged me randomly, and she didn't speak, just crying.

I thought I had dried my tears, but when my mother cried, I started to cry again.

The headache is as if it is going to blow up, and every tear that falls out is like shaving a piece of flesh off the head alive.

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I didn't give up, I hung up my hands, and rummaged on the stone floor for two more days, and for these two days I lit a fire, caught fish, grilled fish, and boiled water, all of which my parents did again.

I am really an unfilial daughter, and once I am immersed in some sad emotions, I can no longer see anyone else, and I don't care about anything.

My parents had just come out of that kind of life, and not only did I not take good care of them, but I also had such a virtuous demeanor that I would never live.

When I sat on the ground again, I watched my emaciated parents bend over and bake fish and boil water for me from a distance, and I felt guilty in my heart.

To be honest, at this time I can't remember how long the time has passed, the tears have long since dried up, my hands, wrists, arms, there is no intact place, my parents dare not wash my wounds with water, so I can only let it sit like that.

Coupled with the dust on the stones, there may have been some spilled gunpowder, and the wound became inflamed.

It's very serious.

Both hands were red, swollen, numb and painful.

In this way, I was also responsible for the work of keeping vigil at night, because I couldn't sleep at all because the wound hurt.

Finally, on the third day, my mother, who had been silently by my side, spoke.

In the past, my mother has always been the leader of our family's talk, even after my father's business started, my mother's status is still rising, and there is no situation where the status of a man's rich daughter-in-law is reduced, so my mother has always had absolute authority, in front of us, as long as she speaks, it must be absolutely implemented.

As soon as I stopped me who was still turning over the stones, my mother's face was very serious: "Don't look for it, I can't find it." ”

Looking at my mother, for a while, I couldn't accept that she suddenly said such a direct word: "Mom... What nonsense are you talking about? "In fact, I have long had the same idea as my mother, and I can't find the lock sky... This time I couldn't find the lock, but I habitually had a hard mouth.

My mother grabbed my shoulders, and she didn't have much strength: "Girl... Shall we get out of here first? Don't think about these two old bones of your parents and think about it, and if you think about the child at home?! Let's go back and pack your hands first, and then bring your things, let's look for it again, okay?! We're here to stay! If you can't find it, you can't go?! ”

Shaking my head, I still stiffened: "Leave the child alone... If I don't lock the sky, what do I want him to do..."

Syllable!

Mom's slap is very real, looking at the skinny one, the force of this slap is the same as when I was a child.

"Meimei! Why are you beating the child again! "Dad didn't like to do things to his children since he was a child, but now that my mother started to do it again, she immediately started to protect her shortcomings.

My mother glared at me, immediately began to shed tears, pointed at me and said to my father: "Ask yourself!" Ask your daughter what you good girl just said! ”

After finishing speaking, he seemed to remember what I said just now, and raised his hand to hit again, but was stopped by his father: "Can you talk well?" Don't do it at every turn?! ”

pushed my father away, and my mother yelled at me: "I'll tell you Chen Yang!" You don't give me this attitude to face my children! You gave birth to that child! You're pregnant in your belly! Keep your blood! No one can but you! You can't say what you just said without conscience! If you want to treat the child according to the attitude you just had, I will never agree! Unless you don't want to be my daughter at all! Your dad and I were hurt, too! I don't want you as a daughter anymore!! ”

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I compromised, and then on the morning of the fourth day of the incident, the stubborn mother chose to leave in anger alone, and my father had no choice but to catch up.

Perhaps it was the cause of the previous explosion, but on the way back, we encountered many walking corpses.

I had a wound on my hand, and I couldn't use a knife to cut it directly, so I had to take back the gun in my father's hand.

Fortunately, the bullets on the body are quite sufficient.

I walked in the jungle with Suotian for a while, and I also learned a little bit of jungle survival skills, and I was barely able to survive with my parents.

Dad also gradually let go of his courage, at least he can deal with the walking corpse by himself with a knife, this cutting the walking corpse is like this, the main step is the first step, as long as you cut it for the first time, get off the hand, put aside the hurdle in your heart, and know that the thing in front of you can only be your own prey, and it is the prey that must be killed, then it is very good.

Since we didn't know the road very well, we stumbled and walked for half a month, and we were still wandering in the woods.

Fortunately, the number of walking corpses here is relatively scarce, otherwise, we would definitely not be able to hold on.

After coming out, my parents' mood was probably more relaxed, and they no longer had to be as frightened as before, so although they were in a constant hurry during this time, their physical condition was much better than before.

I've done it again.

Don't say a word all day long.

Every day, in addition to being in a daze, it is to eat and walk.

I can't sleep at all.

Even if you barely fall asleep for a while, you will quickly wake up in your sleep, and ten times out of ten you dream of locking the sky.

Another dream was the same as before, and my memory was very clear.

I stood alone outside the strong city wall, and the wires on both sides were full of walking corpses, and they desperately tried to squeeze in and eat me alive, and the flesh on my body was squeezed by the wires and fell to the ground one by one.

All the details were almost identical to the last dream, and I finally woke up from my sleep when the wire was completely toppled by the walking corpse.

So after half a month of silence, I cried again in the middle of the night.

Human emotions, sometimes you desperately want to control them, but after trying hard, you find that nothing else can do anything other than make you more miserable.

Mom and Dad were drowsy, awakened by my sudden burst of crying.

After comforting me for a while, I probably felt that it was useless, or maybe I thought it would be better for me to cry out than to hold it in my heart, so I didn't speak at all.

My mother covered her face and cried with me, and my father stared at us for a while and began to shed tears.

He has always been an emotional person.

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