High school science students save the world

These are the eyes of the one I love.

These are the eyes that I have pictured countless times in my heart.

In any case, it shouldn't be on this beast.

Tan Zheng was terrified, his hands trembled, he thought the wolf would take the opportunity to struggle and escape, but it was unbelievably quiet, only its nose was still whistling and breathing out, as for the rest, it didn't move at all.

Tan Zheng sat silently on it for a while, only to feel a splitting headache, and the sun rose little by little, the sticky sunlight sticking to his skin was a little hot.

He slowly loosened his grip on its neck, and slowly stood up again, his eyes fixed on the sick wolf. He was confident that when it burst into flames, he would wrap fire around its throat and gnaw on it. minions.

But it didn't move.

It didn't get up until Qin Zheng was two steps away from it, and it crawled weakly. It stuck out its tongue while watching Qin Zheng.

Tan Zheng saw its eyes and frowned and turned his face away.

He washed the moss on the side and dried it with fire. He sat on the stone but turned his eyes to the sick wolf involuntarily.

like a dog.

Qin Zheng snorted softly, seeing that the moss was almost baked, he packed it up in his coat and set out on the road.

He was walking ahead and heard faint footsteps behind him.

Looking back, the sick wolf was five paces away from him.

He continued walking, footsteps behind him continued.

Looking back, it was still only five steps away from him.

Tan Zheng took a deep breath to suppress the fire in his heart, walked up to the sick wolf and squatted down, and looked at it level.

"Don't follow me."

Its only response was to wag its tail.

"do you understand?"

It continued to wag its tail, sticking out its tongue to lick Tan Zheng's face, but Tan Zheng didn't know what it was up to and quickly avoided it. When he looked at it again, his beautiful eyes showed a hurt look.

Qin Zheng felt that the tender flesh of his heart had been pinched severely.It made his heart tremble.

He sighed, and seemed to be talking to himself: "I don't care about you, anyway, you won't understand if I tell you."

Then he really didn't look back.

But the sick wolf seemed to understand it, and seemed to be confused at the same time. It stood there for a while, and turned around a few times in a daze, trying to bite its own tail, but of course it didn't. The back view of Zheng's drifting away.

He called out softly.

Qin Zheng heard its long "oooooooo" all at once, paused in his footsteps, but reacted very quickly, and continued to walk forward without hesitation.

When it found that Tan Zheng had no intention of staying, it hurriedly got up and ran towards him.

Hearing the sound of it running and the more serious chirping of its nose, Tan Zheng couldn't help but slow down.

But his mind was running fast all the time.

His heart is indeed not soft enough, but there are too many strange things about this matter.

He walked all day yesterday and found that the terrain here is low, swamps are everywhere, very wet and there are no edible animals at all.Not to mention whether this environment is suitable for the survival of wolves, they will not come to places without food.

Also, he found it by the river this morning.He was sure that he was in good condition, so how did he let such a sick, panting wolf get close to him five or six meters away?

And after being knocked down by him, he is as obedient and docile as a dog, even wagging his tail!

Most importantly, its eyes.

That's definitely not a coincidence.

He couldn't be sure if it was something in wolf's clothing, to disturb his mind, relax his vigilance, or something else.

At noon, Qin Zheng stopped, sat on a rock and buried his head in eating moss.

Seeing Tan Zheng stop, the sick wolf seemed to be greatly encouraged, and jumped over happily, but was dazzled by Tan Zheng's cold eyes.

When Tan Zheng lowered his head to eat, it walked a few steps closer, and before Tan Zheng raised his head to notice it, he sat down on the rock, then jumped up quickly, stood on all fours, and spun around in circles Bite the tail.

Tan Zheng knew that it was because the stone was too hot, and it would be too much to sit down without any psychological preparation.

He watched the sick wolf biting its tail and whirling around like a treasure, thinking that it didn't look like a wolf at all, and it would be more realistic to replace it with a grouse flapping its wings and screaming silly all day long.

The sick wolf lay down on the ground when he was tired from playing, with his belly open and his legs on the ground, and he turned his head to look at him, as if saying with a very earnest look: "Come here, scratch, come here, scratch."

Tan Zheng could ignore all its cute and flamboyant moves, but he couldn't stand its eyes.

Those were the same eyes as Yang Yan's.

There is a conjecture that he has been reluctant to think about, but it penetrated deeply into his flesh and almost captured his mind. Tan Zheng shook his head, threw away the things in his mind, sighed and said: No matter what, their eyes are the same of.

Based on this alone, I can keep it alive.

Regardless of its hard work, he stood on a small mound and looked at the terrain. It will be farther away from the river, and drinking water will not be so convenient, so he will not go to the river until tomorrow morning.

In order to cool down and replenish water, Tan Zheng took off his clothes and jumped into the river. The sick wolf stared at him blankly, and suddenly let out a "woo woo".

Tan Zheng froze for a moment, then turned to look at it.

This is not its usual cry, with a bit of coquettishness and grievance, it screamed like a child crying, and then it suddenly ran into the water the moment it met Tan Zheng's eyes, and threw Tan Zheng away. Zheng's face was full of water.

"Hey you……"

Qin Zheng took a sip of water as soon as he opened his mouth. It was so jubilant in the water that it was unbelievable. It kept pouring water on him, and when he got angry and asked it to settle accounts, it slipped away and fled to a distance.

Tan Zheng couldn't stand it, so he climbed ashore after washing for a while, and when he was dressed, he found that the sick wolf had also climbed up, lying on the ground coughing and sneezing, the chirping sound in his nose became louder and louder, coughing and coughing. There was bloodshot.

Tan Zheng looked at it condescendingly with his head down. The water trickled down his hair. He looked at it, but couldn't tell what was going on in his heart for a moment. The sick wolf looked up at him and didn't smile. The two deep dry wells stared straight at it, so frightened that they stopped sneezing.

He looked down at it for a few seconds, raised the corners of his mouth, smiled and said, "Let's go."

It stood up immediately as if it understood, and followed Tan Zheng without dignity.

On the road, Qin Zheng found some berries, which grew on a half-dead tree. Some of the purple-red berries were overripe and fell to the ground. He picked one and put it in his mouth. It was very sour, but full of water. .

Qin Zheng thought about this food that could be used as a supplement for water, stopped to eat some, saw the sick wolf following him, and threw some in front of it as if teasing it.

It sniffed first, then glanced at Tan Zheng, swallowed it with its dark red tongue, and accidentally poked two of them with its teeth, making it grin with sourness.

Seeing this, Qin Zheng laughed, and when he saw Tan Zheng smiling, he rolled on the ground happily. While smiling, Tan Zheng thought about the tongue he saw just now, which was dark red and sickly.

After eating, we continued on the road. There were too many swamps, and there were places we had to jump over. Tan Zheng rolled up his pants, but the shoes were still wet, and they were not soaked in water. They were covered with dirty mud. The soft and wet feeling made him frown angrily.

When they came out, they all looked like dirty clay figurines, especially the wolf's fur was all glued together, and it was almost impossible to recognize it as a wolf.

The sun sank to the west again, the fiery red, chubby golden ball, which makes people unable to take their eyes off, is on the top of the extremely high mountain in the distance. The mountain has sporadic greenery, like a shabby A birthday cake, sprinkled with a handful of matcha powder and topped with a cherry that has been soaked in coloring to make it extra bright.

It was about four or five o'clock now, but it was getting dark here, so Tan Zheng hurried on and stopped at a place with three or four berry trees.

He ate some berries, dried the mud and pulled it off, then rubbed the berries on his feet extravagantly, as a cleanser, the extravagance of it was astounding.

It hasn't eaten all day, but when it sees Qin Zheng eating moss, it feels no appetite. It's not a big problem to be hungry for a while. It lies near Qin Zheng and stares at the berry tree to count the berries. One, two, three... …I closed my eyes and fell asleep after counting.

Tan Zheng sat on the stone in a daze, a fire beside him was emitting black smoke, he didn't feel hot or cold, the swaying fire light illuminated his side face almost like a sculpture, the other half was forever Indistinct in the dark.

Fate, love life.

Love life, fate.

The place where the flames could not spread was darker and sprites were prevalent, and sitting in this small bright world, he suddenly couldn't help laughing out loud.

He tilted his head to look at it, and it was still sleeping with its eyes closed, not awakened by his laughter.

Tan Zheng's eyes were astonishingly dark and astonishingly bright. Looking at them, he said what he only dared to say when he hid himself in the dark: "Are you him?"

Is he the temporary soul in your body?

The sick wolf had already woken up but still closed its eyes and pretended to be asleep. If it had been, it should have rushed forward.

But it is not.

Yang Yan was in a completely different world from him. In that world, he was carried back to the base half dead.

Yang Yan watched his dead self being packaged and thrown aside very rudely. Qin Zheng had fallen into a coma and was transferred to the operating room.

Yang Yan sat on the hard chair, saw Dr. Huang was smoking a cigarette, frowned and said in a low voice, "It's so pitiful."

Song Ci smiled and said, "It's not because you didn't make it clear to him."

"Can it be my fault? Gardeners have such good noses."

Song Ci smiled, thought for a moment and said, "What about Yang Yan, he is dead now."

"Throw it away, anyway, as much as you want."

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