Rubik's Cube Seven Days Dream

The car stopped, and Xu Minglang got out of the car.

In the misty wind and snow, the two figures got closer and closer. Xu Minglang only saw when he got closer. Under Miao Fang's glasses, the hot tears flowing from those still young eyes had condensed into frost when they slid down his face. One part of his face was white and the other was red, obviously chapped from the cold.

Xu Minglang stepped forward and pulled Miao Fang to go into the car, but Miao Fang was sluggish and could not be dragged.

Xu Minglang stopped: "What do you want? Standing here until you freeze to death will make you look different?"

Miao Fang got angry when he heard this, he shook off Xu Minglang's hand and cursed: "Yes! Of course I am different, I am different from you insensitive people! I have a heart, and I will be sad and afraid when someone dies. !"

"But what about you? Zhao Dongxiang is dead, and you all act as if he never existed, get in the car and leave!!"

Xu Minglang was already very tired, all kinds of emotions accumulated together and fermented into shapes he wasn't sure about. The only thing he could do was to pretend that they didn't exist.

But until Miao Fang's words cut open the sealed wound like a knife.

"Then why not? Shall we hold a memorial service for him in place?! Put away your cowardly tears, kid!" Xu Minglang showed his rarely tough side, "Aren't we sad and afraid? Is the only way to express condolences is by crying and acting like a motherfucking baby?"

"Have you ever thought that you actually have a chance to do something. When I was in the ward on the seventh floor, I was going to find him and asked who would go with me, why didn't you follow?"

Miao Fang's crying face was filled with shame.

Xu Minglang looked at the gray-blue sky, and left a sentence: "Learn to grow up, show some manliness, you see, even little girls are stronger than you."

Miao Fang was subdued at first, but now he was poked for something, and shouted: "Did you fall in love with her?"

Xu Minglang stopped walking back, he felt that this child was more childish than he thought.

The car door was opened, and Zhou Xuerong got out, apparently worried about them staying outside for so long.Miao Fang's voice was still loud, but he heard this sentence as soon as he got out of the car.

After Xu Minglang escaped from the city, he avoided direct contact with Zhou Xuerong, and it was a little awkward to meet his eyes now.

As for Miao Fang's words, it was Zhou Xuerong who finally answered.

"Don't worry, he won't."

The van drove across the snow-covered road, as if driving recklessly in a deserted snowfield.In about ten minutes, the car will arrive in the urban area, which is the greatest relief for everyone.

In the past four days, how much they wanted to go back to the urban area and their familiar homes, their feelings could not be described in words at all.Under this kind of temptation, even if they didn't close their eyes all night, they were tired and hungry, and they didn't want to stop to rest or find something to eat, for fear of changing things.

Xu Minglang looked out the window, the street that was full of smoke and fire was now covered with ice and snow, and there was no one there.He recalled countless times, he was walking on the crowded streets, wishing that everyone except him would evaporate, or escape from the steel forest, to a place where no one knew him, maybe a lakeside hut, or simply live in seclusion in the mountains .

This is the idea that all young people who work hard in the metropolis will have, but it is often only for a moment. They know that seclusion requires not only wealth, but also a fearless and lonely heart.And the vast majority of people have neither, so it's all just talk.

Xu Minglang thought of himself a week ago, who was still tired of the day-to-day life, and fell into this terrifying illusion in a blink of an eye, trying hard to survive.

The snow outside the window was vast, Xu Minglang murmured to himself: "I never thought that one day I would miss that kind of insensitive life."

Where is Yingying now?Are you also looking forward to his arrival in this frozen world?

Xu Minglang didn't know.

When he thought of a living person disappearing like this, and his life and death were unknown, he couldn't help but feel sad.

This kind of sadness reminded him of the feeling of passing the nurse's desk...

At that time, he thought that this round was set up for him, and he was still very disturbed, but Zhao Dongxiang proved with his death that this round was not his round.

The more I think about it, the more chaotic it becomes...

He closed his eyes to comfort his throbbing brain, but his earlobe was pinched and rubbed.

Zhou Xuerong asked while rubbing: "There are so many pierced ears, why don't you wear earrings?"

Xu Minglang closed his eyes and said, "I played it when I was in school. I thought it was cool. I played it with it."

"Not wearing it now?"

"Ah."

"why?"

There is no why.

Xu Minglang really wanted to answer this way, but he didn't.He didn't want to be perfunctory to Zhou Xuerong.

The unclosed hole in the ear reminded him how he broke up with his youthful dream that day.He was carrying a guitar, walking retrograde in the crowd, but lost the pride he used to have.

Having been with him for four years, now that his Martin boots, which have been rubbed off their skin, are stepping on the fallen leaves, he can't feel the joy.In his eyes, fallen leaves become just fallen leaves.

His heart is rapidly drying up, he seems to be able to see the world is shedding its gorgeous veil, slowly revealing the decayed and boring face inside.

The emotions that used to be surging have now turned into old wounds. Xu Minglang himself did not expect that he would be able to tell others so soon: "When I was in school, I used to be a rocker, but now I teach guitar. There is no need to wear it."

He added: "It's all about making ends meet now, haha."

"I don't like to see you ruin yourself like this." Zhou Xuerong frowned, looked at the snow outside the window, and said after a long time, "Maybe there is another time and space, where we have a different life, everything is perfect."

Xu Minglang rubbed the knuckles of his index finger with his front teeth, and giggled.

"why are you laughing?"

Xu Minglang shook his head, thinking of those absurd dreams, if he told Zhou Xuerong about these, the expression on the other side would be very exciting, but he was really tired and fell asleep.

It's just that before the consciousness sank, the car stopped, and it stopped directly on the side of the street.

Yu Haohuai glanced at the fuel gauge, the fuel level was normal, but when the gas pedal was pressed to the bottom, the car vibrated.

"Oops, the fuel tank is clogged."

"What does it mean that the fuel tank is blocked? How can the fuel tank be blocked?"

"I didn't use No. 90 oil at the gas station before, and I added diesel."

Xu Minglang pondered for a while: "I've never driven a car, what should I do now? Do I need to fix it?"

"It can be repaired, but it's a bit troublesome. You need a special fuel injector cleaner. Is there a car dealership nearby?"

Xu Minglang looked at the snow falling all over the sky, and the surrounding buildings were covered in white. He also turned around for a while: "Don't get out of the car, I don't know how long it will take without navigation, it's too cold."

There was only the sound of snoring in the car for a while, Yu Haohuai joked with a blank face: "It's a child after all, it was so violent just now, and I can sleep now."

Xu Minglang replied: "Tired."

However, the real answer was deliberately ignored by everyone.The compartment that originally accommodated seven people was no longer crowded and noisy as before.Zhao Dongxiang's death was ignored to the greatest extent. Except for Miao Fang, no one took the initiative to mention him, as if this person never existed.

Everyone knows that fleeing again and again not only consumes their physical strength, but also tortures their self-confidence, constantly lowering their bottom line of endurance, and once this bottom line is stretched until it is destroyed, the heart will disintegrate .Two people died for two consecutive days. From the unbearable grief and anger at the beginning to the numbness of fear now, who dares to say that the next person to die is not himself?

The most frightening thing about Zhao Dongxiang's death is that he escaped the many crises that should have killed him, but died on a cracked floor tile.If he had stood a little further, or had been pulled up earlier, his death could have been avoided.

It's a pity that there is no if, everything is inevitable occasionally, and the same is true for Zhao Dongxiang's death. Xu Minglang doesn't know what other people think, but he thinks that Zhao Dongxiang's death was arranged early in the morning, like a weight used by the people behind the scenes to decorate the plot , put pressure on everyone, and remind them of Zhao Dongxiang's death.

"Everything is in my arrangement."

They are like crickets that are put into a cigarette box and teased wantonly. They don't know when the straw stick will toss them again, and they are unable to fly out, so they can only hide passively, or simply pretend to be dead.

Miao Fang is young and energetic, and is a person who is used to self-assertion in doing things. It is expected that he will ask for an explanation when he sees other people's cold reactions. Xu Minglang doesn't say anything, but he is actually a little envious in his heart. Exuberant, often without fear of harm, let alone sinking into numbness sometimes, it is a kind of self-protection instead.

When I woke up, it was already dusk.Zhou Xuerong was fully dressed, and said she wanted to get out of the car and look for a small shop, because there was nothing to eat.

When Xu Minglang heard this, he also wanted to follow him, and went to find if there was anything that could repair the car.However, he and Zhou Xuerong didn't know how to drive, so Yu Haohuai had to get out of the car too. In this way, only Miao Fang and Ye Jiawen were left in the car. Now it was getting late and the night was coming quickly. They were not sure when they would be able to come back. With any luck it will be soon.

To be on the safe side, they still brought Miao Fang and Ye Jiawen along.

Xu Minglang was so cold that his body was very sensitive to the cold because he had just woken up. At first he thought that if there was nothing to do, they could abandon the car and walk. Anyway, they had already arrived in the urban area, even if there was no means of transportation available. They could also walk home, but the cold at the moment made him dismiss this naive idea.

The five walked a long way, but they didn't see any small shops or shopping malls, let alone a car dealership.Several people have lived in the local area for a long time, and now they all understand that something is wrong, especially when Miao Fang directed everyone to follow him, saying that he is familiar with this area, and this is where he studied in elementary school after transferring to another school.

But who knew that he led the crowd to twist and turn, saying that there was a canteen there, but there were only a few trees planted there.

If it were two days ago, everyone might think that the canteen was yellow. After all, it was Miao Fang’s store when he was in elementary school. The fact that the car broke down is likely to be a trap.

Knowing that it is useless to be a trap, they can only get into the trap helplessly. Whoever tells the shepherd's whip to be caught by someone else, like a real flock, they either obey and follow the prescribed route. A dead end.

The resistance of the snow makes every step difficult.

It didn't take long for Xu Minglang to feel heavy and sour in his stomach, which was a symptom of being too hungry. He wanted to hold back the hunger, but he couldn't resist the weakness of his legs, and every step he took was vain.

He looked up at Zhou Xuerong, the other party still had the familiar calm expression, and his expression was well managed, but Xu Minglang learned to distinguish the other party's emotions during this period of getting along, and he knew that the other party was just trying to hold on.

Among all the people, Zhou Xuerong's physical exertion was the greatest. The little food he ate had already been exhausted, but he was still enduring it.

Xu Minglang remained silent, every step he took was painful, he took a few deep breaths, trying to use the cold air to clear his mind...

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the power to his body was suddenly cut off, and he fell headfirst. The last image captured by his eyes was Zhou Xuerong's terrified face.

"Lango!—"

His name was called out in a screaming way, and it sounded a little unaccustomed...