Wild grow

Fushen lowered his head, feeling a viscous and warm liquid flowing through his nasal cavity. The liquid dripped on his shoe and made a soft "click", which actually overwhelmed the whistling wind in his ears. .

Fu Shen raised his hand and wiped his nose, exhaling a white mist.

At the same time, a person appeared in front of him, and the shadow cast by the person completely enveloped him, Fushen did not move, and neither did he——

"Number three."

"what?"

"Three months ago, I had a stable and honorable career, a lover who had been in love for ten years, healthy and enlightened parents, and a happy family. I always thought I was one of the happiest 1% of people in the world. one of them."

"Well."

"Why did it become like this now?" Fushen asked in confusion, "It's as if I opened my eyes after falling asleep, and there's nothing left—jobs, lovers, family members..."

"..."

"It's like boiling a frog in warm water. When I came back to my senses, I realized that I was standing in the hottest place..." Fu Shen said, "There is only one person left."

Zhu Jiuyin realized that the person in front of him didn't care about what he said or what he answered, so he took out something from his sleeve, then squatted down in front of Fushen, and covered his naked side. The foot is lifted, put in the shoe, put on and even tied.

"It's okay," Fushen moved slightly, and then said in a calm voice, "I'm not afraid of the cold."

Zhu Jiuyin hesitated and said: "...then I will take it off for you?"

Fushen didn't seem to hear what the person in front of him said. He stared at the blood dripping on the other side of his shoe, and said to himself, "I'm just a program. I'm not afraid of the cold. I won't die. I won't die either." There will be no excessive mood swings... I will not laugh when I am happy, and I will not shed tears when I am sad--Wang Chaodong is my lover for ten years, he cheated, I did not cry; I didn’t cry when he died; I didn’t cry when I knew I wasn’t human; I didn’t cry when I thought I was abandoned by my parents…”

He raised his head and looked at Shangzhu Jiuyin. After a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand—as if that arm weighed a thousand catties, and he began to tremble slightly. The movement was like a frame of a movie being delayed. After about ten seconds, he gently pressed the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and then raised the corners of his lips: "My mother is gone, and I still can't shed a single tear."

There were no lights around, and the entire parking lot was immersed in the darkness of night.

However, at this moment, Zhu Jiuyin feels that the eyes in front of him are like the stars that have been gradually lost in the sky a long time ago-at the beginning, they were so bright that it was as if they were covered with a layer of mist, making it impossible to move. Open your eyes, but when you look deeply into these eyes, you can easily feel that he is losing its light and gradually dimming...

Zhu Jiuyin raised his eyelids and glanced thoughtfully at the tent behind Fushen, then raised his hand, quickly wiped the lips of the person in front of him, looked under his eyes and reminded: "Nosebleed gone."

"..."

"I don't even understand what you're talking about. Is shedding tears a very important function for becoming a human being?" Zhu Jiuyin asked, "Why hasn't this gentleman ever heard of it? What's the use of tears? You can Bring the dead back to life?"

"No."

"What's so rare?" Zhu Jiu said, "It's all liquid anyway, if you feel sorry for not being able to shed tears, then this can make up for it now. Isn't blood more precious than tears?"

"...what a stupid thing to say."

Zhu Jiu pursed her vagina slightly, for a long time, barely tolerated the "presumptuousness" of the person in front of her, and just asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Fu Shen couldn't answer, so he wiped his nose with his sleeve: "Have you never seen the parting of human life and death?"

Zhu Jiuyin raised his eyebrows, glanced around as if pointing something, and then asked, "What do you think?"

Fushen followed his gaze and looked around, only to find that there were many tents packed in the parking lot, but some of them were pitch black and unlit...

"You didn't see that at the beginning, the medical tents were not enough. Not only the tents, but also the aisles were crowded with human beings rescued from the ice and snow ruins..." Zhu Jiuyin said, "Some of them were accompanied, some The only one was alone—this kind of harsh environment, lack of food and medicine at the beginning, many people couldn't survive the first three days at all, and then...they could only hope that one day they would wake up and become an evolutionary. "

"..."

"There are seven or eight hospital beds in each tent. If you look at it now, the ones without lights are basically emptied. There is no one in them. Where do you think those people went?"

"..."

"The possibility of becoming an evolutionary is one tenth, so there are less than 300 people who walked out of those tents and survived..." Zhu Jiuyin said and paused, "So, what do you think I Have you ever seen the parting of human life and death?"

Listening to the series of numbers, Fu Shen vaguely felt that if it was normal, he would probably feel terrified, but at this moment, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to these, but waved his hand wearily to indicate that he didn't want to discuss this issue any more. After studying it deeply, he wanted Zhu Jiuyin to help him prepare for his mother's burial, but at this moment, he suddenly heard some movement in one of those tents...

The sound of a crowd arguing came from near one of the tents.

"What's wrong?" Fu Shen asked.

"Where there are people, there will be noise. This is beyond your control. Compared with this, do you want to go in and see your mother when you were a human being for the last time..."

"If I wanted to see it, I wouldn't be standing outside the tent right now."

"..."

Fu Shen glanced at Zhu Jiuyin lightly, and after saying that, he recovered his expressionless face, raised his feet and walked towards the direction where the noisy sound came from - the wind blew some loose clothes on his body rustling, His long black hair was a little disheveled by the wind, his back was stiff, and his waist was very straight, like a new dark night aquatic plant growing in the dark. The roots of the plants are straight and hard, but once touched, But it will be broken easily.

……

Fushen came to the crowd following the sound source, and saw three or four people from a distance surrounded by a person in a white coat who looked like a medical staff. At this moment, they were arguing, and there was some fierce dispute going on— —

One of the middle-aged women, who was wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket and who probably wasn’t an evolutionary, was full of anxiety: “Why don’t you stop taking medicine? It might be better if you continue to take medicine. Didn’t the doctor on duty yesterday say that if the fever goes down, you’ll still be sick?” Is there much hope?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the people next to her echoed.

The medical staff was pulled so that the whole body was crooked: "It is about reducing the fever. Your girl is only one degree lower today than yesterday, and it is not completely reduced..."

"If you continue to take the medicine, maybe she will be fine. Today she told me that she feels very strong-can you be more flexible and give me another day of medicine, just one day, I always feel that the child will become an evolutionist sooner or later , the few children who played well with her have become evolutionaries—”

The medical staff showed a resolute expression and shook his head: "Sorry, this is not something you can decide on 'thinking'... Now there is a shortage of medicines, especially antibiotics that can be used normally in this environment..."

"I know antibiotics are precious, but my daughter she... I beg you, please? Please give me another dose at the end—"

During their quarrel, Fu Shen detoured behind the tent and climbed on the window to take a look. He saw a little girl who was about the same age as his Le Fu God lying on the hospital bed inside the tent. Full of various tubes, one pair of legs is empty from the knee down, covered with bloody gauze...

At this time, as if she heard the quarrel outside, she opened her eyes in a trance, and called "Mom" with her weak voice.

Fu Shen glanced at the little girl's monitoring device, then frowned.

The next moment, the middle-aged woman who was still entangled with the medical staff immediately gave up the entanglement. She hurried into the tent, came to the little girl's bed, and stretched out her hand to touch her head: "What's the matter, child?" ?”

Fushen's hand on the edge of the tent window tightened slightly.

"I'm in pain..." The little girl said slowly, "When will I get the injection and medicine today?"

"Do you hurt? Where does it hurt? Today... let's not take injections or medicine today," the woman lowered her voice and put her head next to the little girl's head. Say it again."

"Lingling came to see me today, and she said that when I get better, I will definitely become an evolutionary. Then I won't be afraid of the cold, I don't need to eat, and I can go to the water to catch fish for you and your aunts and aunts... But Mom, I am so happy It hurts, my leg hurts, my whole body hurts, you come to hug me?"

When the woman heard this, she immediately held the little girl's hand in her own.

The little girl was speaking very fast at first, but when she was holding her, she suddenly became quiet again.

"Mom, it's too dark here, there's no sun, I'm so scared, I don't want to die."

"Don't be afraid, child, mother is here."

When the conversation between the mother and daughter gradually decreased until it became a whisper that God Fu could no longer hear, he put down his hand by the window of the tent and took two steps back.

Staring at the tent with dim yellow lights for a long time.

He raised his feet and went around to the front of the tent. The other family members and medical staff of the little girl who were still tugging at him were slightly taken aback when they saw him, but soon, they used different heights, seemed a little embarrassed and He called out in a jerky tone, "Your Majesty."

Fu Shen put his hands in his pockets.

At this time, he felt a person standing quietly behind him.

"Do I have the right to administer those drugs?" he asked without looking back.

"If you've thought it through," Zhu Jiuyin replied in a low voice, "Yes."

"Give her medicine."

After Fushen finished speaking succinctly, without looking at the joy on the faces of the patients' families and the relieved expressions on the faces of the medical staff, he bent down slightly and opened the curtain of the tent with one hand.

Walking into the tent, before I could stand still, I saw the middle-aged woman sitting by the hospital bed at this moment, she patted the back of the little girl lying on the hospital bed with one hand, and hummed a song in local dialect. Song, the other hand slowly moved to the power plug connected to the respirator on the little girl's nose.

Fu Shen silently watched her pull out the plug.

A few seconds later, the beating sound of electronic instruments stopped, and the entire ward fell into dead silence.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," the middle-aged woman turned her back to God Fu, "but no need."

Fu Shen stood where he was and didn't move.

He watched the middle-aged woman wipe her face, then turned around, and then gave him an ugly smile: "One more day of medicine, it's still the same, I know, I know...she Say she hurts, forget it, why continue to hurt - you have done enough for us, it's enough... Thank you, thank you..."

"She's dead."

Fushen said in a calm and unwavering voice.

The murmur of thanks from the middle-aged woman stopped abruptly.

"Why are you still laughing?" God Fu asked, "Why do you still want to thank you?"

"..."

"I'm asking you?" Fushen felt the familiar sticky touch from the dry nasal cavity again, but he didn't move, just asked, "Why don't you cry?"