[Dragon Race][Kai Chu]Until the Day

A red scarf on the face.

During the gallop, he took off his winter clothing, pulled out the hunting knife in his arms, and threw himself on the ice.There are several cracks on the surface of the large broken ice.Chu Zihang tried, but there was no way to open it directly.Hunting knives are useless at this thickness.He saw the ice pin that Caesar had left aside, grabbed it in his hand, smashed the ice in front of him, then moved a gap, took a deep breath and dived into the water.The cold river water hurt his body, and he felt that the blood all over his body had condensed into ice slag. The cold and darkness seemed to isolate all life, and it took him a few seconds to survive the needle-like pain all over his body.Looking down, a bunch of blond hair glowed with a gloomy cold light in the black river water.

He slowly approached the blond sentry and hugged him from behind.Fortunately, Caesar had already taken off his winter clothes, which made everything a little easier.He struggled to lift the sentinel up to the surface of the water. The lack of oxygen in his lungs made Chu Zihang's eyes black. A small amount of ice water seeped into his trachea and lungs, causing pain like needle pricks. The extreme low temperature caused his muscles to start to spasm slightly.

The moment he broke through the water, Chu Zihang took a big gulp of the icy air, and the air flowed into his lungs. He coughed and panted violently, pushed Caesar onto the ice bit by bit, and then turned over with all his strength. go up.

But now is not the time to stop, the frozen river is not safe.Chu Zihang took a deep breath, and slowly pushed the unconscious Caesar across the ice.The fire on the shore was about to be extinguished, and he pushed the soaked sentry to the side of the fire. The sporadic light from the fire cast a little warm color, reflecting on Caesar's drenched and pale face.

Drowning combined with extreme cold, the trickiest situation.

Chu Zihang was drenched all over, and the water droplets hit the permafrost in Alaska along his body, and also hit the sentinel who was also icy all over.He raised the sentry's neck, and after continuous chest compressions and artificial respiration, Caesar began to cough violently, and he turned sideways to expel the water in the trachea and lungs.

Chu Zihang breathed a sigh of relief.The world has changed from silent to sound, and the whole body is still cold, and the wind hurts bitingly.But he knew that the most dangerous time had passed.He patted the sentry's face carefully, "Caesar."

Caesar's fingers moved, as if in response.Chu Zihang grabbed the sentry's hand, his fingertips were white and cold, and his limbs trembled slightly.

Typical hypothermia.

In ice water near zero degrees, even with oxygen, ordinary people can usually only last about 10 minutes.He didn't know how long Caesar had been in the water, but he knew there was no time.Once the body's core temperature continues to drop, the functions of the brain and body organs will gradually weaken. After a long period of low temperature, people will eventually die of slow nerve paralysis.

As night fell, the cold wind took away the remaining temperature on the surface, leaving only a few scattered bright colors in the fire, which suddenly went out with a rustle.Chu Zihang dragged one of Caesar's shoulders and staggered back to the off-road vehicle with the sentinel.

***

Chu Zihang lifted Caesar into the passenger seat, started the off-road vehicle, and turned on the air conditioner to the maximum.He ripped off Caesar's completely soaked clothes with a hunting knife.The sentinel's skin was soaked in ice water, his limbs were cold, and the blue blood vessels were clearly visible.

He took Caesar's pulse and got some reassuring signal.Chu Zihang flattened the seat for him, then rolled over to the back of the off-road vehicle dripping with water, took out a thick dry blanket, and wrapped Caesar completely; he also took out heating pads and medicine and put them aside.Then he took off his clothes, wiped off the water on his body, and squeezed into the blanket together.Thanks to the vehicle modification they did before, allowing them to lie next to each other.

Caesar's body temperature began to rise slowly after the injection of two Young's ketones.Chu Zihang leaned against him, rubbing the stiff and cold chest and limbs of the unconscious Sentinel with his hands.

The wait for Caesar to wake up was long and barren.The fog on the windshield gathered into water droplets and fell, and then condensed into white mist.He put his hand on Caesar's left chest, counted the regular heartbeats, and tried to relax his brain, but to no avail, the chaotic and complicated thoughts flooded his mind like a tide.Choked lungs made every breath painful.But the pain gave him a certain reality.

He remembered that when he was a child, when that man named Chu Tianjiao was still around, he would always drag him home who was playing around outside before dark.The man said that one cannot watch the sky turn dark outside, otherwise the children will not study and the adults will not be in the mood to work.For a long time, Chu Zihang didn't pay attention to what the man said, thinking it was just an excuse for not letting him go home too late.During these years of walking alone, he has seen countless times of sunrise and sunset, and he never felt the slightest uneasiness.But at this time, he was sitting in an off-road vehicle in the forest, beside the unconscious Caesar, the surrounding was silent, the sky was darkening, it seemed that everything was slowly dissipating... the temperature on his body, the thoughts in his head , the thin connection between himself and the sentinel... like a metaphor; natural, huge, irresistible.

He felt that he was about to be unable to resist, exhaustion made him have to succumb.With his hands hanging on Caesar's chest, feeling the faint heartbeat and thin body temperature, he fell into a dark coma.

***

He felt uneasy in the unknown dream, the cold and dark water seemed to come back again, enveloping him and pulling him down.It's so strange that he can feel the real temperature in the dream.

Fragments of words reached his ears.

"Caesar has been lying there for three days, is it okay?"

"Children are like this. They will be sentimental, but they will grow up."

"I think he is still very attached to his mother. In order to communicate with that woman, he even learned sign language."

Chu Zihang frowned, he didn't like the way these people talked about Caesar.

Then there was the roar of motorcycles, and a blond boy riding a miniature Harley appeared before his eyes.The modified silver four-row pipes gleamed coldly, spraying scorching heat waves, the wheels spun rapidly, drove through the long corridor, smashed open the thick wooden door, jumped up, and crushed heavily on the road full of wine bottles, flowers, A dining table with fruit, candlesticks and crystal glassware.Amidst the chaotic screams, the 13-year-old Caesar bared his teeth and proudly looked down at these men and women, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Scene switch.The woman raised the long ax and split open the wooden box, revealing a brand new, shiny miniature motorcycle, and then stroked the top of the boy beside her, "Ride it like a real man, Caesar, show it to mom!"

In the unknown foothills, dandelions spread all the way from the foot of the mountain.The breeze blows, and the small white umbrellas fall like snow.The boy in the dream grew up a bit, and she was still the same woman, leaning over to the boy's ear, "Caesar, listen carefully."

Fragmentary memories and fragments flashed by one by one.

He saw the nine-year-old Caesar frantically twisting the accelerator handle, flying across the garden, landing on the top of the Rolls-Royce, leaving tire marks like scars on the shiny spray paint.

He saw Caesar, 14, alone, receiving his birthday present, a pair of custom-made desert eagles with fallen holy angels carved on ivory handles, without much delight on his face.

He also saw Caesar arguing with a man with a similar face, splashing the paint bucket in his hand on the beautifully framed paintings on the wall, and the crimson liquid flowing on the light-colored carpet; In the middle of the day, the sea water splashed on his face and wet his golden hair; when he left home, he rode a full-scale Harley motorcycle on a deserted continent alone, with his 14th birthday present pinned to his waist.

Then Chu Zihang saw his face.

He saw himself sitting far away at the bar of the casino drinking a glass of ginger ale, the faces of the people around him were blurred, only his own eyebrows were clear.The straw stirred the ice cubes with a slight clink; the air smelled faintly of motor oil and gunpowder smoke.

... It's a strange feeling, seeing myself from the perspective of a bystander in someone else's dream.

Then there is a very fast flash.He saw himself saying to Caesar, "I need your help"; the heat of the body and the faint smell of soap in the basement; the damp bathroom and the running water; the dark curtains of Gattuso's house and the dim moonlight outside the window; And my own phrase "What answer do you want from me."

Moments later, the dark and icy river engulfed him again, leaving only a little light above his head.Strands of blond hair fluttered in front of his eyes, while his body slowly sank with the current of water...

"Caesar!"

Chu Zihang sat up suddenly.

Its daybreak.

The sun shines through the layers of trees into the crowded compartment.The inside of the car was messy, the engine of the car was still running, and the hot air from the air conditioner hit his face.Chu Zihang's hair was half dry, and the blanket on his body slipped aside.

"So I was right at the beginning. You really came to sleep with me." A hoarse voice sounded beside him.

Chu Zihang turned his head to the side, and Caesar Gattuso was curled up on the other side of the seat, with wet blond hair hanging down limply; his voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up; his blue eyes were slightly opened, and the pupils flickered faint light.

Chu Zihang felt his pulse, heaved a sigh of relief, propped up his knees and got into the back of the off-road vehicle, took out some dry underwear and threw it on the sentry's face, "Put it on."

When people are fine, they can continue on their way after packing up.The food is still sufficient, but the cold protection equipment may need to be replenished.Chu Zihang was planning in his mind, and at the same time, he dug out half a bag of toast from the storage box, dragged out a half-dry coat and an iron kettle, and planned to get out of the car to boil water and start a fire.

But there was no movement from Caesar's side.Chu Zihang was puzzled, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Chu Zihang, I can't see."

##Chapter12 Vibes

"Chu Zihang