There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

Ning Chuyang, who had been confused and nervous since Song Shiyue asked Feng Qianqian the first question, finally matched Song Shiyue's brain frequency.

Ning Chuyang walked towards the incubator with embarrassment and embarrassment on his face.

It's really... Who would have thought that Song Shiyue had been messing around for a long time, and it turned out that he wanted to do this!

Oh, yes.

Ning Chuyang glanced at Yu Nian Bing and Zhuang Jiachuan, and couldn't help sighing, sure enough, Jiang was still...

However, although Song Shiyue's ecstasy formation before was indeed fascinating, at least half of the four of them were fascinated, but she hit the last ball too straight, not only woke up Ning Chuyang, but even Feng Qianqian tasted it .

"Teacher Song..." Feng Qianqian pulled herself out of the emotions created by Song Shiyue, looked at Song Shiyue dumbfounded, paused, and couldn't help but spit out, "Teacher Song, after you get out , you'd better be an actor, don't get overwhelmed for a while, change your career to be a screenwriter, promise me, okay?"

Song Chuanbang Shiyue: "..."

Although Feng Qianqian saw through Song Shiyue in the end, he still ate half a box of rice and drank some soup afterwards.

Perhaps sometimes, the hate that was deliberately established did not achieve full success, but the love that was unintentionally expressed still had some effect.

I don’t know, can this be regarded as intentionally planting flowers and not blooming, but unintentionally planting willows and willows to make shade?

Just outside Wilderness Star, in various galaxies, the brokerage companies these people belonged to, whether they were working overtime or had already taken a break, urgently notified overtime for a meeting, but the night chat on Wilderness Star did not continue.

Originally, when Song Shiyue made such a fuss, everyone started talking again.However, Yu Nianbing mentioned that he should rest earlier, and if he could get up early tomorrow, he might be able to reach the next camp before dark tomorrow, and everyone would leave.

Those who should eat eat, and those who should wash up should wash up.

Song Shiyue was led away by Yu Nianbing pinching his wrist.If it doesn't work after watching the previous play, maybe I will do something else.Judging by the way Song Shiyue was still contemplating before he left, he was afraid that he wouldn't be taken away, so he didn't want to be easily scattered at this moment.

Yu Nianbing also sighed secretly, when this person should be stupid, he is really not smart at all.Regardless of how it started and how it continued, I didn't see five people present, and three people have already been asked questions. Why isn't Song Shiyue afraid that it will be the turn of others to be "curious" about her next... …

Other questions are easy to talk about, what if the curiosity is about her ability?Out of curiosity, how much endurance can it have?

It's really not here now, when will it be!

Song Shiyue was so stuffy in her heart that she didn't realize that Yu Nianbing, who was pinching her wrist and not letting go, was breaking her heart for who knows how many times.

The night slowly fell.

On Wilderness Star, there were people lying in the three tents.

Tonight is Ning Chuyang's vigil.

The night before was Yu Nianbing's vigil. He didn't sleep all night, so he took a nap in the morning and walked for half a day. Yu Nianbing was quite sleepy.

However, it is obvious that there is no sleep until the sesame seed cakes next to it are cooked.

Yu Nianbing yawned softly, turned around, and changed from facing Song Shiyue to facing Song Shiyue.

"What's wrong? Can't sleep?" Yu Nianbing's voice was very low considering Ning Chuyang who was watching the fire not far away.

Song Shiyue, who has a keen sense of hearing, also turned over at once, as if an overblown balloon finally found an outlet, and couldn't stop once she opened her mouth: "The last thing Feng Qianqian said is that I can see that I deliberately pick on the shepherd. Is it the topic of Zhou? Then she was provoked before, and the temperament of wanting to live to see Mu Xingzhou eat grass has retreated? I think there were some minor problems before, but It’s still taking the matter in that direction. Is it because I was a little anxious in the last few words that I said, and I gave away my feet?”

Showed off?When did that happen? The four hooves of the horse had been exposed long ago, and finally the whole horse came out...

Of course, Yu Nianbing would not be so honest, otherwise the cake might not be cooked tonight.

but……

"Why do you want Feng Qianqian to hate Mu Xingzhou? Is it because she hasn't been in a good state these days? I think Ning Chuyang can persuade her more. It seems that every time Ning Chuyang finishes talking with her, Feng Qianqian's condition can be better for a while. After all, hating this matter is a negative emotion. Feng Qianqian is injured and is not in good health. If she hates Shangmu Xingzhou wholeheartedly, will her mental state become worse?" Yu Nian Bing is indeed willing to help Song Shiyue and believes in her, but there are only two people here now, and some questions have been answered, which is more beneficial to pancakes.

Why, it's just life experience.

Yu Nianbing's question briefly brought Song Shiyue's thoughts back to those seven years, the daily hunger, blood, betrayal, killing...

How many people persevered because of love, and then continued to persevere because of hatred because they lost love.

Song Shiyue didn't know the difference between living for love and living for hate.

The former is truly alive, while the latter... is at most just a habitual survival.

But in Feng Qianqian's case, there was no medicine for the wound, and she could only rely on her willpower and luck. If she lost her willpower, she would really have nothing.

Still the same sentence, in the current environment, Song Shiyue has nowhere to find love for Feng Qianqian, but hatred is readily available.

"What's wrong? Are you listening?" Yu Nianbing couldn't wait for a long time for an answer, so he reached out and patted Song Shiyue's arm gently.

"Well, I'm listening. I just remembered something from the past. How to put it, I personally think that when a person is alive, there must always be something in his heart, no matter whether it is love or hate, it is better than nothing in his heart. Be strong. Feng Qianqian wrote a suicide note before, and since then, even if she still has concerns about outsiders, it has become much shallower. She is like this now, she has no desires or desires, she can do whatever she wants, live as she pleases, morning If you can wake up, wake up and live another day. If you can’t wake up, forget it, please bury it. Thank you. Such a state. If it is normal, it can be said that it is indifferent to the world. In this situation, she is just passive. I don’t have the will to live anymore.” Song Shiyue said, paused, and added, “It’s like eating. Now everyone’s food is not short for the time being, but she is eating less and less. A person who actively wants People who survive should not be like this. Hatred will make her live unhappy, but at least it can make her want to live. Live first, and then talk about other things. "

This time, it was Yu Nianbing's turn to remain silent for a long time.

Live first, then talk about other things.

Then the problem is coming...

Back then, behind the smoky wall, Song Shiyue had no love or hatred in her heart...

Obviously being able to see Feng Qianqian's state so thoroughly, and knowing what to do to help such a state, what kind of thoughts did she have when she lit those charcoal pots...

As for people, after being together for a long time, their thoughts and behaviors will gradually be assimilated.

Now, it was Song Shiyue's turn to reach out and pat Yu Nianbing.

"What's the matter, why don't you speak, do you think what I said is wrong? I think that's the case. There is always a pillar to support people's hearts." In the dark tent, there was Song Shiyue's slightly confused face .

It's not wrong...

What Song Shiyue said before was correct.

However, that's not exactly how it should be.

Apart from love and hate, is there no other belief that can support a person to live...

Yu Nianbing felt that there should be, and it shouldn't be so extreme.

But if she was asked to say what else was there right away, it seemed that she couldn't say it for a while.

Of course, Yu Nianbing had never experienced such a barren and hopeless environment, so he couldn't imagine how people's thoughts and desires gradually became simple and direct in such an environment.

"Well, you should have a support in your heart." Yu Nianbing always agrees with this sentence 100%.

Of course, Song Shiyue couldn't hear the unfinished questions in Nian Bing's words, and finally got the approval, and Song Shiyue felt a little more relaxed.

Speaking of which... since when did you start to need the approval of others?In the dark, when Song Shiyue finally closed her eyes with some peace of mind, she thought so.

And she couldn't guess that the last thought of Yu Nianbing next to him before falling asleep would be "If possible, Song Shiyue's pillar, do I have a chance to write my name on it? Of course, it is love." the root of the..."

Think about it, the most unfettered part of a person is only thoughts.

In the middle of the night, the cake was finally baked, but because of what Song Shiyue said, it took a long time for Yu Nianbing to fall asleep.

This sleep, a little heavy, is equivalent to Nian Bing waking up, out of the tent, the sky is already bright.

Lifting up the tent, the aroma of crabs is in the air, not left over from last night, but fresh...

Feng Qianqian sat by the fire and stuffed twigs into the fire, and the steamer in the pot was busy spraying heat.

"Morning, Teacher Yu, the crabs are almost ready, and you can eat them in a while." Feng Qianqian had a smile on her face, still that kind of Buddha.

But looking at Yu Nianbing, he always felt that he was a little better than yesterday?

"Where are Song Shiyue and Teacher Zhuang?" Yu Nianbing looked around, and he was alone when he woke up. Feng Qianqian's tent door was closed, it should be Ning Chuyang who was catching up on sleep, Zhuang Jiachuan The tent door over there was open, but no one was around.

"Song Shiyue went to make a boat after catching crabs." Feng Qianqian said, seeing Yu Nianbing frowned, and quickly added, "She took a bath and dried herself, and she specially asked me to tell you One sound."

Yu Nianbing's brows suddenly relaxed: "I got up late, where did they go? I'll help too."

"Song Shiyue said, Mr. Yu, you had a vigil the day before yesterday, and I told you to sleep more, and don't go to them when you get up. If you want to help, make ginger vinegar and wait for them to come back. The ginger vinegar you made yesterday is authentic. , This sentence is also what Song Shiyue said." After Feng Qianqian finished speaking, she smiled again, and pointed to the incubator, "Everything is inside, I sat here for a long time and didn't dare to touch it."

"This guy Song Shiyue...what is he talking about. Just put fresh ginger in vinegar, what is authentic or not..." Listening to Feng Qianqian's recitation, Yu Nianbing could imagine Song Shiyue smiling when he said these things I couldn't help feeling a little hot on my face, so I quickly turned around and went to get something from the incubator.

Beside the fire, Feng Qianqian tilted her head to look at Yu Nianbing's back for a while, and smacked her lips. It seemed that the little gossip that Ning Chuyang secretly shared with her in the morning might really be true.

Song Shiyue, who was trying to chop wood to make a raft, could not have imagined that in this less extreme living environment, there was still a kind of support in his heart called eating melons...