Settled in the sweet spot

Time passed minute by minute, just like the end of life bit by bit, An Xu and He Zheng were still buried in the ruins.

This was already the evening of the second day they were buried here, no matter how much An Xu yelled for help, no one came over.

Presumably, Shenlong and the others went to other places to help, and Sixi was taken to the hospital by Feng Suizi to save others.

They are now complaining that every day should not be called, and the ground is not working, and they even worry about the aftershocks that will come again.

Darkness, hunger, helplessness, devouring people's desire for survival step by step, An Xu even thought desperately that they would die here. The luckiest thing is that the special security team can bring their bones back to Zhongshi.

It's been a day, except for the three biscuits and a sip of water that He Zheng force-fed in the morning, An Xu has nothing else in his stomach, let alone metabolize it.

Not to mention He Zheng, he refused to eat, An Xu couldn't move his hands, the two of them "kissed" and have been deadlocked until now, no one has time to take care of what is going on in each other's mind.

In just a short while, An Xu's stomach growled again.

He frowned in annoyance, why was his stomach so disappointing? Looking at He Zheng who was lying on top of him, he didn't protest even if he didn't eat anything.

With the sound of plastic paper rubbing against each other, An Xu stopped He Zheng who was on him.

"Don't feed me, I said, we'll both get out alive.

If you still plan to let me eat alone, then just starve to death together. "

The silent man insisted on going his own way, pinched An Xu's mouth and stuffed biscuits into his mouth.After forcing it in, he had to cover the man's mouth with his palm to prevent An Xu from "kissing" him again.

"Woo... woo..."

An Xu could only move his head and neck. He turned his head left and right to get rid of He Zheng's palm. Suddenly, the back of his left hand flashed a plush touch, and An Xu struggled harder.

He Zheng's back was like a jack, and the place on his back that was stabbed by the glass dried up blood, but if the wound was involved in the movement, it would cause a burst of sharp pain.

Feeding An Xu with all his strength is exhausting enough, but now it takes too much energy to keep him safe.

Let go of your hand, and said hoarsely: "Be honest."

But An Xu's later struggle was due to another matter, and he shouted hastily as soon as He Zheng let go.

"Rats, there are rats trying to bite my wound."

"grumble……"

The mouse that had crawled up to An Xu's injured elbow silently had just gritted its teeth twice against the gauze, when He Zheng touched it with the hand that didn't touch the biscuit, and grabbed it firmly.

A big mouse the size of a milk cat then let out a miserable squeaking sound because of the tightening of the five fingers wrapping it. The veins on An Xu's forehead were heard popping up, and He Zheng silently crushed it to death.

"You don't want to eat it, do you?"

"If the cookie runs out, live, you eat it."

"You bastard!"

"..."

"I say this one last time, you, me, both of us, will survive."

An Xu's tone was very cold. If he could move his hands and feet at this moment, he would beat someone if He Zheng said another dead word.

He Zheng didn't speak again.

"I also want cookies."

He Zheng honestly fed him one, and there were only two pieces of that strawberry biscuit left.

The crushed rat might have eaten something. Several days had passed since the earthquake, and the incidence of infectious diseases was extremely high. He Zheng would never let An Xu eat it unless it was absolutely necessary.

Putting the biscuit back with clean hands, An Xu's free mouth touched He Zheng's again.

The round biscuit was bitten into two neat pieces. An Xu won the speed and successfully sent half of the biscuit into He Zheng's mouth.

The naughty tongue came out, and An Xu was afraid that He Zheng would spit it out, so he even bit He Zheng's upper and lower lips with his teeth.

This was a kiss for survival, He Zheng understood An Xu's meaning, so An Xu heard the sound of biscuits being chewed in his mouth.

Letting go of He Zheng's lips, he slowly ate the other half of the biscuit in his mouth.

After eating the biscuits, without An Xu's force, He Zheng took a sip of mineral water, and there was only one bottom of the bottle left.

"I'm not trying to take advantage of you, who made you disobedient." An Xu explained.

Of course He Zheng understood, but he had ghosts in his heart.

The feelings that were suppressed in his heart were deliberately concealed by He Zheng, but now that the circumstances are special, He Zheng can show his feelings openly, but it's dark and no one can see them.

The gravity on He Zheng's back made people despair, but An Xu was able to shrink under the man's protection without any pressure. Two seconds later, he heard a solemn speech to himself above his head.

"The files marked with 'secret' in red pen in the archives are the most important, you have to remember this.

Sancai and Suizi grew up in an orphanage. Their birthdays are set on January [-]st. Don't forget the date.

As you can see, Dalong will take good care of Xiaoshan, so you can worry less.

Lao Fang is a senior in intelligence. He stays in the group as a pension. We all regard him as our father. If you want, you can also call him that.

As for the task, Jian Zhao will explain in detail..."

"Are you fucking telling me about my funeral?" An Xu's tone sounded pitiful.

He Zheng raised his hands and knees on the ground, "Whether you want to listen to these words or not, I have to tell you in advance."

"Why do you want to die so much?"

"Have you lived enough?"

"Huh? Talk."

An Xu asked He Zheng every sentence, did he have no expectations for his future?

After waiting for a long time, he heard He Zheng speak.

"If your father's grievances have been investigated, you will understand my thoughts."

This answer hit the nail on the head, and An Xu opened his empty eyes.

Yes, he returned to China, joined the special security team, went to Africa, flew abroad, and came here for disaster relief. There was only one original intention in doing all these.

That is to have the opportunity to help his father find out the cause of death. This is the fundamental purpose and obsession.

The fundamental reason why He Zheng was so negative was that he had no intention of living in his heart, and he had no idea what to look forward to in life.

There are no relatives of He Zheng in this world, he is like a boat with no destination, drifting non-stop, life or death is meaningless to He Zheng who has no purpose in life.

There is a saying that even if a person lives to be in his twenties, he is still alive, but he is already dead.

An Xu knew a little about He Zheng's family, and after hearing He Zheng's words, he was silent for a moment.

"What do you think of us?" He asked He Zheng.

The man didn't understand what he meant.

"Do you only regard all of us as your colleagues? When I was awarded the gun, you had already sworn an oath with everyone, and you will live and die together.

Are these just slogans, empty words to you? "

"Do you think we won't be sad when you die? We can live happily after you die?"

He Zheng's heart skipped a beat when he said these words, as if somewhere in his heart was pinched severely by a hand.

"We are life and death brothers. Although I have not been with you for a long time, we have experienced life and death several times. Now you and I are buried here together. Our lives are linked together.

Whether you are rescued alive, or died of thirst, starvation, or crushing, you and I will have one life in the future.

He Zheng, do you understand? "

The words An Xu said were too heavy, and He Zheng was shocked by him, not to mention that he had other thoughts about An Xu before that, and it took him a long time to digest it before he spoke in An Xu's ear.

"I see."

"So, stop talking about whether you are dead or not. With this time, why don't you say something that will make you and me optimistic and wait for someone to come. I'm a little scared now."

He Zheng grasped the point and decided to tell him about his similar situation in the past.

"My comrades-in-arms and I took part in the final assessment of special forces selection. Those special forces examiners would beat everyone up and put each of them in a separate empty room. This is a special kind of training."

An Xu vaguely knew what He Zheng was going to say, and listened to him with anticipation and fear.

"There is nothing in the house, the light is turned on 24 hours a day, and I stay in it for five days. I will not be given food for the first two days but only water, and only one meal for the next three days.

No one talks to you, there is nothing to consume time, only to be in a daze.

In the next three days, examiners will take you out. They will treat you as an enemy, interrogate you repeatedly for information you know, and torture you severely. As long as you let go, you will be eliminated immediately. "

"What if you don't let go?"

"Continue to be locked up alone in a dark room for three days, with no light all day long, and all the light outside is blocked, and still have one meal a day, but the darkness will swallow everything.

You will start to miss being beaten and scolded in the past few days, because at least it proves that you are still known.

But at that time, there was no sound, light, or people from the outside world, just like you were already dead, lying in a coffin and buried in the ground forever.

All these trainings are to remove all the fear and bottom line in people's hearts, stimulate the potential of special forces members, and ensure that you will not be beaten into tricks after you go deep into the place and captured, and you will not betray your comrades and country because of fear.

An Xu: "..."

"I've never heard you say so much, and, besides, it doesn't make me feel optimistic at all..."

Just thinking about the scene He Zheng described was terrifying enough.

"What I just said is confidential. You must maintain an optimistic attitude. Human potential is unlimited."

"I see."

He Zheng's physical strength was severely overdrawn, his hands and feet had long been numb, and he could only slightly relieve it by turning slightly.

An Xu didn't feel much better, his whole body was stiff, his face pressed against the ground, and the ground was covered with countless sharp fragments.

Before passing out, An Xu asked He Zheng with difficulty, "Sancai and the others, will they also..."

He Zheng's voice was extremely weak, almost hoarse due to lack of water for a long time, "Go to sleep, open your eyes and go out."

The two fainted to varying degrees, and when An Xu regained consciousness again, he vaguely heard a dog barking.

That's... Sixi came looking for them, An Xu closed his eyes at ease...

The author has something to say: I will go back in the next chapter, can sweet love be far behind~⊙?⊙~

In addition, the first episode of the short story "About the Lost Fat Times in the Male Dorm 6026" has been released, and I have already finished listening to it. For details, see Weibo@北方烧冷面

Thank you "κiξs ㄚò ひ" for the cute throwing mine, chirp ＾3＾～