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Chapter 109 The Desert Is Speechless
Humans can only survive for three days without water, but what about in the desert?
Desert, scorching sun, hiking, getting lost, huge temperature difference between day and night, no water, and possible desert killers.

Is it an escape, or a test of survival?Yang Mianmian had a rare reflection this time, whether it was because she was too nosy in the past that fate played a big joke on her, but she obviously corrected it!

At first, she wanted to complain, but the more she walked into the desert, the more her physical strength was consumed, and in the end, her head was in a mess. For a while, she thought "When will the mother be a head?" Xiao Tian, ​​you bastard, I insist on making you look good."

This was their second day in the desert, the first night was spent in the car, it was much colder than expected, Jing Chu hugged her all the time, they took off the seat cover and barely made it through the night.

At that time Yang Mianmian was still very optimistic, she felt that as long as she was with Jing Chu, nothing would matter.

But now she finds that she is still too naive. When manpower is limited, people are still too small in front of nature. The desert is not a place where you can show your affection.

It’s just that Jing Chu kept holding her hand, and Yang Mianmian ate one candy all night, the only toffee she put in her pocket. Now it’s the afternoon of the next day, and she’s already very hungry, but She didn't say anything, didn't cry or make a fuss, just gritted her teeth and followed.

Jing Chu kept pulling her and never let go. He looked very calm, as if he hadn't thought about how bad their situation is now, but Yang Mianmian knew that he must be very worried and anxious, but he didn't want to tell her to follow. Anxiety only.

Yang Mianmian knew it, so she didn't say anything. She kept a calm face like him, and didn't want to say anything depressing to make him feel uncomfortable.

But time passed by, and every step was extremely difficult. Jing Chu found a leeward place for her to sit and rest, with a slope blocking it, so the sun would be better.

There was still some water left, Jing Chu gave her a drink, Yang Mianmian was not pretentious, took a sip of it, then put his arms around his neck and kissed him.

Water was swallowed down the throats of the two of them, moistening the burning feeling.

Yang Mianmian licked her lips, feeling that she wanted to say something, but it was meaningless to say anything now, it was better not to say a word to save energy and moisture.

But the look in her eyes had already conveyed his heart, Jing Chu hugged her, his heart filled with a little bit of bitterness, in the absence of water, the possibility of him taking her out of this desert is too small.

The direction can be judged by the sun and stars, but the difficulties in front of you are more real, and every step is 12 points of difficulty.

Physical suffering is one aspect, but inner suffering is even more severe. I don’t know how many people will reveal the ugliness of human nature when they face life and death in the desert.

This is a double test of body and mind, and any collapse is a dead end.

"Mianmian, don't be afraid."

"Ah."

Miraculously, Yang Mianmian didn't feel afraid. She used to be very afraid of death. What would she do if she died? Will someone collect her body? Where will the little friends in the family go?She doesn't want to die at all.

But now she felt that she was not afraid, she would die if she died, she was alone anyway, and she was not afraid at all if she could be with Jing Chu.

But the thought of his death made her very sad.

It's all her fault... If only she had taken a snack at the time and ran over to check the situation without rushing to hear the movement, she thought she had improved, but in fact she was still as stupid as before.

She thought, I'm so stupid, I always thought I was smart, but I was really stupid.

Idiot, big idiot.

She will never do this kind of thing again, so she will study physics honestly, earn more money in the future, and be with Jing Chu every day. Isn't it good to live an ordinary life with daily necessities?

Why seek excitement, why be curious, why not throw in the towel, why meddle in the moment?

It's all your fault.she thinks.

On the third day, desperate situation.

Yang Mianmian was dragged away by him at the beginning, her face was cracked, her mouth was dry, her stomach was as empty as if it was on fire, she felt that she had no strength at all, and she was still struggling to hold on until now. It is the result of perseverance.

Later she fell for some unknown reason, and couldn't get up anyway. Jing Chu came back and carried her on his back. She didn't struggle, but whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Silly."

They talked very little recently, but Yang Mianmian was still very at ease. She was a little worried, a little scared, and a little dazed, but she felt very at ease when she was by Jing Chu's side.

All the little friends are encouraging her: "Come on Mianmian! We can go out soon!"

"Yes, we want to eat ice cream when we go out!"

"Sleep well!"

"To buy beautiful clothes!"

"Mianmian, you have to work hard, don't give up!"

She didn't give up, she won't give up, in the past 18 years, she finally felt that she had something to look forward to in her future life, something to pursue, and she wouldn't give up.

If she died, who would love her so much?

On Jing Chu's back, she thought in a daze, and lost consciousness at some point.

Jing Chu carried her on his back, knowing that she had almost reached her limit, and the situation was a little worse than he expected. Although the general direction was not wrong, there was always a deviation, and the distance was farther than he imagined. .

Yang Mianmian hadn't thought about it yet, but he knew that it was unlikely that the two of them would walk out of the desert together.

It's almost time. If you can walk for another day or two at most, even if you can't leave the desert, you should be able to meet travelers, and you will be saved.

When Yang Mianmian regained consciousness, she didn't come to her senses for a while, and subconsciously licked her mouth, but it wasn't dry, and a rusty smell permeated between her lips and teeth.

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, the bright red color stung her eyes immediately, she woke up suddenly, looked around, but there was no one there.

She panicked: "where did he go?"

A plastic bottle was about to cry: "Mianmian..." It was the only bottle of water in the kidnapper's car. They took it on the road to drink, and they finished it yesterday, but now, it contained a bottle of blood slowly. red liquid.

is blood.

What she just drank in her mouth was also blood.

Jing Chu's blood.

Yang Mianmian's head buzzed, and suddenly went blank.It took her a while to hear her cell phone say, "Mianmian, Jing Chu left you a message."

Although her small yellow mobile phone is a copycat, it has a good standby capacity and still has battery power. Yang Mianmian hurriedly opened it, her fingers trembling when pressing the keys, and she begged in her heart, saying that you just went out to find the way and come back soon, I will wait You came back, I don't blame you, I don't get angry, I don't lose my temper, don't scare me.

The audio was turned on, and Jing Chu's voice sounded much, much softer than usual.

"Lamb, go east and live."

He only left this sentence, and then he disappeared.

Yang Mianmian burst into tears: "You lied to me! Why did you do this? How could you do this? Where did you go? Tell me, where did he go? With so much blood, he will die."

No one answered her.

Yang Mianmian wanted to cry, but found that there was no way to keep her tears, so she could only howl: "Tell me! Where did he go! If you don't tell me, I'll die for you now, and I won't leave!"

As soon as she threatened, Xiao Huangji immediately surrendered: "I went over there, and it hasn't been long since I left..."

The plastic bottle was twitching, but what he said made sense: "Mianmian, drink some first, otherwise you won't have the strength to look for him, and the blood won't flow back even if it's drained."

It makes sense.Yang Mianmian wanted to unscrew the bottle cap, but her hands were so heavy that she couldn't do it.

"Mianmian, the blood will coagulate, otherwise it will be wasted, and you both will die."

Yang Mianmian gritted her teeth, unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and poured it into her mouth. Human blood was salty, like tears. She gulped it down, and tears blurred her eyes again.

This bottle of blood was his life, his hope of living, but in the desperate situation, he gave up on himself without hesitation.

You have only known each other for a year, and you have only dated for half a year, why are you so infatuated?Just kill her while she's in a coma, she won't know, and she won't blame him.

Idiot, big idiot!Yang Mianmian wiped her mouth, screwed on the bottle cap, stood up and walked in the direction he left.

After drinking his blood, she always felt a burning pain in her stomach. She gritted her teeth, not daring to waste any time.

After walking for more than half an hour, she found him.

Jing Chu lay there in a coma, his face was pale, and the fabric of the chair cover was hastily wrapped around his wrist, and the blood was already completely dried.

Yang Mianmian staggered over and threw herself at his side to test his breathing, fearing that he might lose his breath.

He was still breathing, but it was already very weak. She didn't care much, and fed the blood back mouth to mouth, but the effect was minimal. He lost a lot of blood. If he didn't treat it in time, he would definitely die.

It was impossible for her to leave here with him, it was too late.

Yang Mianmian thought blankly, sat there for a long time, and suddenly figured it out, in this case, let's die together, if he wants to blame her for being disobedient in the underworld, then blame her.

She doesn't regret it, what's the point of living alone, why live without him?
She sniffled, and lay down next to him, laying her pillow on his chest as she did every night when she fell asleep, interlocking her fingers.

"I'm sorry, the lamb is not good. I won't be good this time, and I will be good in the future." She grabbed his hand and kissed it on her lips. lip prints.

A gust of wind blew up thousands of yellow sands, which fell on her body like golden drizzle.

Yang Mianmian closed her eyes. At that moment, she heard the sound of the wind, the sound of falling sand, and then returned to silence. In a trance, she heard a long sigh in the ultimate silence.

Sigh... Yang Mianmian opened her eyes for a moment, she sat up, and shouted: "Is it you, I heard your voice, I know you are alive, I feel it!"

No voice answered her.

But Yang Mianmian did not give up, this is the only hope: "Did you hear that? I can hear your voice, I know you are alive, please send us away, please, I beg you, send us away let's go."

The wind blows up the gravel and floats in the air. The sand hills that were originally in front of me are blown away by the wind and taken to an unknown distance. Only the scorching sun hangs high but silently watching.

Yang Mianmian choked up and said: "I beg you, send us away, I know you can do it, as long as you can save us, you can do anything you want me to do, if you don't want to save me, I beg you Send it off, I can stay here with you.

No one has ever talked to you, right? I was the first one to talk to you. I can hear your voice. He is no different from everyone else. It's no use if you keep him. I'll stay here with you. You, stay with you all the time, send him away, I beg you. "

The strong wind howled, mixed with large pieces of sand and gravel, completely buried her.

In the evening, in the sand flushing area, a young couple was taking pictures and videotaping around.

Suddenly, the girl tripped over something, she turned her head and screamed, "There's someone here!"

Three to ten minutes later, a comatose man who had lost a lot of blood and was dehydrated was sent to an ambulance. He was comatose, but there was dry blood on his palm, which looked like a lip print.

The red sun is about to sink into the horizon. The magnificent scene makes the tourists cheer and take pictures continuously. There are winds and sand blowing up, mountains rise from the flat ground, and the mountains become valleys. The desert has not changed since ancient times, but it is also changing all the time.

The only constant is that it is always silent.

volume one, end

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