crime puzzle

Cheng Xiaojing finally felt the pain from his body after his consciousness was blurred.He took a deep breath, but he couldn't breathe in the end, and he was choked by a throbbing pain.

But the pain on the body is not too severe, the focus is on the stomach.Cheng Xiaojing didn't dare to move, he was a little puzzled, because the pain on his body didn't seem like the dull pain after being beaten.

He reached out and groped his body, finally pressing down on his stomach where he felt the pain.

Although this position was not far from what he had expected, he could tell that this was definitely not the feeling he should feel after being injured by Gong Shuzhen's attack.

——he had a stomachache, and it was caused by not eating for a long time.

Someone was calling his name some distance away.

"Cheng Xiaojing, are you still alive?! If you are alive, just squeak!"

The voice sounded familiar, but Cheng Xiaojing couldn't remember who it was.Cheng Xiaojing carefully identified the direction of the source of the sound.Around him, there are many acquaintances who know him and remember him, but most of them he can't remember who this person is.

This is the nature of his nature, and he doesn't expect that he can get rid of his problem of not being close to people.

Cheng Xiaojing observes the place where he is.It's too dark here, if it wasn't for the sporadic bright spots flickering in front of him, he would have wondered if he was blind.

What the hell is this place?Cheng Xiaojing groped around for a while.There were fragments of stones under his body, which were very painful. He probably felt a little pain all over his body because he bumped into these stones.

Cheng Xiaojing endured the pain and sat up, his body was lighter than imagined, and the memory in his brain was a bit fragmented.He remembered—as if he had been stabbed by Gong Shuzhen.

What happened after that?He didn't have the slightest impression in his mind.

He could faintly hear someone calling his name, but it sounded like it was getting farther and farther away.Cheng Xiaojing moved his arms and legs.

Fortunately, the key parts are intact.And in his groping around just now, he touched something like a schoolbag.

There were very few things in the schoolbag, only a kettle and a few books, Cheng Xiaojing took out the kettle and shook it, there was about half of it left.Water is enough for him to live for a long time.Having something around is better than nothing.

Cheng Xiaojing's ability to rely on himself is much stronger than he expected.Although he couldn't help coughing as soon as he opened his mouth, he tried to shout a few times.Cheng Xiaojing didn't hear his own voice in his impression, he found that his voice was hoarse, and he felt that his voice was very dry.

He unscrewed the kettle, tilted his head back and filled himself.

His throat was moistened by the water, and he felt much better all of a sudden. Cheng Xiaojing panted and put down the kettle, there was still half of the half of the kettle in it.He doesn't know how long he needs to stay here, so save it.

The surroundings gradually quieted down,

Cheng Xiaojing got up from the ground and began to walk carefully in this area.After walking a few steps, he found that he had reached the end.

Hands felt wet mud, and Cheng Xiaojing's memory suddenly came back.

He remembered an accident a long time ago, he fell into such a cave, how did he get out of the cave at that time?

"It should be this place." Cheng Xiaojing muttered to himself while groping on the soil layer, and after a while, he touched a protruding stone.

Yes, it is here.

A voice in my head told me.Cheng Xiaojing hesitated for a moment, propped up his half body with both hands, and climbed onto the stone.

Next...

Cheng Xiaojing took a deep breath, if he guessed right, the rock he was standing on could touch a rock with a single jump.But that rock is a bit high, and it's not easy for him to climb up at his current position.

How did he get up there at that time?Cheng Xiaojing squatted down, resting his cheeks on the light not far above his head in a daze.

The bright light looked far away and near, but Cheng Xiaojing knew that it was actually far away from him.He must have been pushed in, and when he rolled down, he hit the pile of stones at the bottom and passed out.

There was still a little pain in my body from time to time, and the pain was unbearable when I first woke up, but now that I am numb, it is better.But Cheng Xiaojing knew that it was impossible to climb out of this hole given his current physical condition.

"Cheng Xiaojing! Are you here!" A clear shout appeared above his head.Cheng Xiaojing's hand rubbing the wound suddenly stopped.

This voice was more familiar than the ones I heard when I first woke up.To his surprise, he actually knew who the owner of this voice was.

"Cheng Xiaojing!" The voice was a little farther away than before.

Cheng Xiaojing panicked for a moment, quickly stood up from the stone, leaned against the cave wall and raised his head.

"I'm here!" The shout should be very powerful in Cheng Xiaojing's expectation, but in fact, because he doesn't have much physical strength and his voice is hoarse, he can't make a loud voice at all.

"Brother, did you hear anything?" Another voice appeared suddenly, and it sounded a little trembling.But Cheng Xiaojing recognized it immediately.

It is blue sky.

And the person who called him at the beginning should be Lan He.

Why are Lan Tian and Lan He here?Are they here to save themselves?These two questions flashed into Cheng Xiaojing's mind subconsciously, but a bigger thought instantly overwhelmed them.

He needs to get them to designate him here, and then get himself out of this place.

This should be an instinct of self-help, Cheng Xiaojing thought.When he realized that his voice wasn't loud enough for people outside to notice that he was here, he immediately started digging through his schoolbag.

I don't know who owns this schoolbag. Anyway, there is only him here, so it belongs to him.There is water in the kettle inside, he wants to keep it, in case he fails, at least he can last for a while with water.

All that's left are the books inside.

Cheng Xiaojing is actually a person who cherishes books very much. He is reserved and quiet, but that doesn't mean he doesn't need company.Parents are outside all year round to make a living, and he relies on books to survive many days.

But in the face of this kind of situation, cherish it and cherish it, and use it how you want.Cheng Xiaojing silently said sorry, rolled up the book, and threw it to the entrance of the cave.

As long as the voice can spread and let people know that he is here, that's enough!

Books were thrown out one after another, carrying Cheng Xiaojing's instinct and hope of survival.As one after another fell, his hopes were dashed bit by bit.

Cheng Xiaojing slowly began to get depressed.He seems to have forgotten that he is not only a teenager ten years ago.Ten years can easily change a person, and it can also make a person face the same dilemma and lead to a different ending.

After throwing away the last book, Cheng Xiaojing found that he no longer wanted to climb down from the rock to retrieve the book.He sat on the rock, panting slightly and looking at the top of his head.

The body is very tired, and I feel that I have no extra energy to do more things besides breathing.Cheng Xiaojing grabbed his collar and fanned it a few times to make his breathing easier.

"Cheng Xiaojing! Is that you?" Lan He's voice rushed into his ears.

Cheng Xiaojing's confused consciousness was suddenly awakened, and he opened his eyes.

"Cheng Xiaojing! Cheng Xiaojing!" Lan He's voice was a little eager, and it could be heard that he was gritting his teeth and calling his name again.

Cheng Xiaojing didn't know how he was sure that he was here, if he heard the sound of him throwing the book.

"I'm here..." He heard himself replying to Lan He weakly, intertwined with Lan He's voice calling Lan Tian and his own name.

When Cheng Xiaojing regained consciousness again, he found himself lying in the hospital.Unlike the first time he woke up, this time his eyes were almost blinded by the whiteness.

Someone kindly closed the curtains for him, and the whole room became a little darker before he barely adapted to the light, and began to open his eyes to look around.

"Xiaojing, Jingjing? What's the matter? Is there any discomfort?" He quickly approached Cheng Xiaojing with familiarity and concern accompanied by eagerness and a bit like a whisper.

He stared dumbfounded at the familiar figure in front of him. He hadn't seen him for ten years, and he almost forgot the face of this person.

"Jingjing, what do you want to eat? Are you hungry?" The gentle voice was exactly the same as the one deep in his memory.

"Jingjing, why are you crying? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" The man came over, took out a handkerchief, wrapped it around his fingers, and gently wiped his face.

Cheng Xiaojing sobbed for a while, and called out softly.

"mom."