Fast-Crossing Time Travel

Chapter 56 Suspense Part 4
The time in the dark ruins seems to be stagnant for longer and longer, the surrounding area is completely silent, and the surrounding area seems to be a dead city. Occasionally, there can be a slight sound of wooden boards moving, probably from the survivors. The sound that comes out is so quiet that it seems to be able to evoke the most negative mood in people's hearts. Despair envelopes this destroyed dead city...

The sky is getting darker, and the gloomy cold wind is blowing. I don't know how many wronged souls will rise up in this ruins, and how many dead bones will be buried. The gloomy sky brings a sad wind to ravage the ruined city , the cold wind seems to be different from the usual wet and cold, the raging cold wind seems to invade people's bones, and even the bones seem to be frozen by the cold wind...

The dark silence around seemed to be finally broken. There were voices and footsteps in the distance. The corpse beside Song Jiajia was completely stiff and exuded a frightening aura. It was so stiff that she dared not Turning around to look at the originally loving and peaceful woman's face, she just huddled in the corner and waited for rescue to arrive...

"Xiao Zhang, there's someone here, hurry up and bring the stretcher, the rescue team will lift up the boards on it..." A middle-aged man's voice sounded, breaking the silence of the dead city, giving the people in the ruins a sigh of relief. The dead city has been infused with fresh vitality...

The sound of trampling footsteps sounded in an orderly manner. The sound and the noise were getting closer. Song Jiajia felt that the wooden planks and pillars above seemed to be loose. The looseness of the pillars raised a trace of dust. Dust hit her face, Song Jiajia lowered her head, waiting for the dawn and dawn...

"Be careful, don't hurt the survivors below, you all pay attention..." The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Zhang, who was a little sloppy, and blamed him, and told him carefully, then walked to the ruins, loud mouth

"Can you hear me, what's going on down there, are you okay..." Hearing that there seemed to be no response from below, he paced back and forth anxiously, his brows frowning into Sichuan characters, he paused, Lowering his eyes, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he spoke loudly

"hold onto……"

At this moment, Song Jiajia was so hungry that she had no strength to speak, she leaned limply against the bottom of the table, curled up into a ball, closed her eyes, unwilling to look at the horrifying ruins around her and the icy-cold stiffness around her. The wooden board around the human body seems to be getting looser and looser. The loose board made this person who had been buried for a long time finally feel the dazzling light outside...

The dizziness from the strong light made her unable to keep her eyes open. She stayed in the dark for several days, and it seemed that even her eyes had adapted to the darkness. After being rescued suddenly, even her eyes couldn't adapt. Song Jiajia was helpless. Sighing, he lay down on the stretcher with little strength, and felt dizzy for a while, as if he saw the figure on the other stretcher covered by a white cloth, and passed out with black eyes...

When I woke up for the first time, I didn't know when it was, I tried my best to open my eyes, in a blur of shaking, in a glare of bright light, it took about a while before I could see the surrounding environment clearly.The surroundings are all white, white walls, white sheets, white sheets, and people in white coats...

Song Jiajia just opened her eyes, her head was still in the period of emptiness, and she looked at the two pairs of concerned eyes in front of her in a daze, unable to recover for a long time...

The middle-aged man has a pair of thick and thick eyebrows, a pair of upright eyes, and a resolute face with sharp water chestnuts. There is a touch of pity in his eyes. He brought a bowl of chicken soup on the table, opened it skillfully, and said softly

"We couldn't contact your other family members, so we sent you to the hospital on our own initiative. By the way, where is your father..." The middle-aged man paused with Chengtang's hands, his eyes slanted slightly, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes look……

"I don't have a father, my family only has a mother..." Listening to the big man's puzzled words, Song Jiajia looked at him with very calm eyes, without any waves, as if talking about an unrelated person. With a hint of expression, he glanced at the big man next to him, looked at the pity and regret in his eyes, smiled, and said softly...

"I don't know what my father is since I was a child. I'm used to it. Don't take it to heart..." After finishing speaking, he lazily leaned on the hospital bed and drank the chicken soup passed by the middle-aged man next to him comfortably. Rewarding my already growling stomach...

Warm and warm chicken soup flows through the stomach that has been severely injured. After a few sips, the fatigue of the past few days seems to be swept away. The chicken soup is very thick, and the chicken is extraordinarily tender. Maybe it is because I am too hungry , at this moment, she felt that the chicken soup seemed extraordinarily delicious, and the strong aroma completely aroused her appetite...

"This is stewed by my daughter..." When the middle-aged man mentioned his daughter, his eyes were filled with soft eyes. The gentle expression filled his eyes, and even the movement of holding the food in his hands softened. Quite a few, the man lowered his head and smiled, eyes full of doting, he continued to say

"It's strange to say that my daughter never cooks before. I ate the food she cooked for the first time two days ago. I didn't expect it to be so delicious..." The man's eyes began to get a little moist and slightly red, thinking about his daughter's cooking at that time. The look of cooking, when he thinks about it, makes him feel very warm...

Song Jiajia, who was eating, slowed down, and a light flashed in her eyes. She smiled indistinctly, with a gentle smile on her face, and asked seemingly inadvertently
"Did she never cook before? What kind of dishes did she cook for you..." Song Jiajia sighed while drinking the soup lukewarmly, feeling the deliciousness of the thick soup. Art is getting better and better, she should be the one who can make such a delicious soup...

"The night before yesterday, she suddenly went into the kitchen and cooked a table of dishes, such as braised fish, hot and sour pork ribs, and many other dishes. She never touched the kitchen before, because she thought it would get her hands dirty..." Da Han recalled When he got up, his eyes were warm, and the smile on his mouth couldn't be hidden, and he didn't even seem to know where to put his hands...

Seeing him like this, Song Jiajia couldn't bear to hit him, the corners of her mouth twitched, looking at the scenery outside the window with some anticipation, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly...

It turns out that the feeling of being accompanied by someone is actually not bad. Next, it seems that I should go to that travel agency and start a new journey. Just don't let me down...

(End of this chapter)