Wanjie takeaway

Wei Dao was so angry that he could only pant for breath, he couldn't speak for a while, and felt his stomach hurt from anger, he didn't know whether it was liver pain or stomach pain.

Maybe it's a pain in the flesh.

Wei Dao covered half of his face, half lying down and panting, looking like he was dying.

"The young couple is really hot! Don't look anywhere, is this a casual time?"

"Oh, I saw the couple, one of them is pregnant with a child, what a rush!"

"I'm not afraid of killing people."

Wei Dao changed the position of his hand covering the upper half of his face, covering the lower half of his face.

Di Wei knew what was going on after taking a look, and pulled out a trash can: "You didn't eat anything, did you throw up?"

With an empty stomach, Wei Dao retched into the trash can for a while.

Di Weiliao sighed and patted Wei, "It's not a problem with you, how could you be so angry?

I've only heard of people who are angry enough to kill themselves, but I haven't heard of anyone who can starve themselves to death.

Originally, you ate less, but you are still like this. I am afraid that if you are not rushing to your death, I will not be able to stop you. "

Wei Dao wiped it casually, but didn't spit out anything. He glanced sideways at Di Wei, half lying on the seat, and asked as if he was dying: "I used to be like this when I got angry? How long have I been with you?"

Di Weilai frowned: "Yeah, you don't remember? As for how long you've been with me, it's been about a year and a half, and we've been dependent on each other. I really wonder if you were starving and waiting to die before. How can you survive? If you hadn't met me, you would have starved to death long ago."

Wei Dao lowered his eyes, not really wanting to hear his nagging.

Di Wei didn't say anything more.

There was silence in the cubicle.

Wei Dao didn't fall asleep, he felt a little hot and wanted to vomit, so he couldn't fall asleep.

After a while, he thought for a while and asked, "What's going on here?"

Di Weiliao knew that he was asking how to change from a standing ticket to a sitting ticket for this half-sleeper.

He smiled himself first, and said to Wei Dao in a low voice: "It's still your credit."

Wei Dao's face turned a little green.

He probably figured out what was going on.

But when he started, when he asked, he didn't really want to ask a question and stop it again if he didn't get a definite answer.

Wei Dao thought to himself with luck: No way?can't you?Shouldn't it?

Di Weilai told him with certainty: "It's exactly what you think."

He carefully said to Wei Dao: "You fell asleep, I didn't let you sleep on the ground, nor did I let you sleep on other people, but you always frowned and choked up twice from time to time, and the people around you panicked. , I walked away.

Later, you were bumped by someone, and the wound on your back began to bleed. I wonder if it was not bandaged properly. When others saw you bleed, they thought you were something like that.

I took advantage of the opportunity to find someone else to ask for a seat, this is a corner, there are trains on both sides, no one is there, just take a piece of cloth to block the middle half of it a little bit.You were still in a deep sleep, and before you woke up for a while, I moved you over.After all, lying down is easier than standing up. "

Wei Dao retched at the trash can for a while and sighed.

Di Weiliao opened another pack of wet tissues from somewhere, wiped Wei Dao's face, and threw it in the trash can.

Wei Dao was shocked, there is such a thing in this kind of place?Does Di Weile carry it with him?Is he okay with this thing?

Is it so important to wipe your face?

Di Wei didn't even need to look, he knew what Wei Dao looked like now, and said with a smile: "You don't have to be surprised, I just took it by hand. Don't worry, I don't steal or snatch it, others voluntarily gave it to me, and there are other good things , are all foreign things, if you need them, I will give them to you anytime."

Wei Dao muttered, "What do I use? I don't have anything to use."

Before he could say anything, he retched again.

The more you think, the more angry you are.

Di Weiliao sighed on the side: "It hurts my body a lot."

Wei Dao was even angrier.

Di Weiliao dozed off with his eyes closed, patted Weidao's uninjured back, and asked in a low voice, "Did you become a puffer fish? Why are you so angry?"

He asked in earnest.

Wei Dao vomited as if he wanted to take out his heart and lungs.

So angry.

Di Weilai stopped talking.

It took Weidao a long time to recover.

Di Weiliao looked at him, then closed his eyes and pretended to fall asleep, he seemed to be awake all the time and didn't fall asleep all the way.

The two finally lived in peace for a while.

Unexpectedly, the train began to bump.

The wound on Wei Dao's back oozes blood.

Di Weilai rubbed his fingertips in front of Weidao and showed him, "Your blood."

Wei Dao didn't speak, and looked at Di Wei with an extremely rich expression. Even if Di Wei was not here, he could see Wei Dao's meaning at a glance: you are seriously ill.

Di Weiliao chuckled: "Do you want to think about it, if you get out of the car, how will you explain the bloody smell?"

He whispered: "There are plenty of people out there waiting to check out the problem and report it. People like us are the best to use."

No power, no power, how to deal with it.

If you don’t have money, you won’t be able to get it out wherever you go.

It looks good, has many uses, is cheap, and is an easy-to-use tool.

Di Weiliao explained it to Wei Dao in detail.

Wei Dao's already frost-white face became paler and paler.

Di Weilai asked with concern: "What? Does the wound still hurt?"

Wei Dao seemed to have had a bone pulled out, limp in his seat, without raising his eyes, he said, "It hurts."

His speaking speed was also much slower, lazy and listless, as if he was really dying.

There is still a difference between being sleepy and dying.

Di Weilai was a little nervous: "How about I check you now? I'm carrying medicine and bandages, but I can't be seen by others, so it's hard to explain. These things are not cheap. They are used more in wars recently. Ordinary people have seen them." No fuss, the people who used it saw us and immediately arrested us."

Wei Dao: "Forget it."

Di Weilai couldn't take off his clothes now, so he could only say: "Then you want to change your medicine, remember to call me."

Wei Dao responded.

Di Weiliao counted the packages again, nothing was stolen.

He looked at Wei Dao again, Wei Dao's face was pale, his eyes were closed, he didn't react at all, and he didn't want to pay attention to the matter at all.

Di Weilai didn't make a sound, quietly leaning against the wall and waiting.

The train rumbled and rattled, like caterpillars jumping excitedly all the time, and the people in the train were tossing and turning.

After several days and nights of travel, everyone was very tired and lacked physical activity. Looking at the scenery day after day, feeling the unsteady running of the train, they cut down on food and clothing to reduce consumption and excretion, and their voices were rare and low.

Buzz—a long whistle.

Everyone felt deafening for a moment.

Buzzing in the head, clattering in the ears.

Some people could not stand still and fell to the ground.

The woman hugged the child tightly, and the man hugged the woman tightly.

The car door slammed open.

Wei Dao opened his eyes, and Di Weilai said to him: "Someone seems to have come in from outside. The person who came was not friendly. They forced the car to stop. They can't tell what it is. It can't be a good thing. Would you like to change the medicine?" ? Now it’s changed, maybe it’s easier to explain. I’ll hide things that are not easy to see. I promise they won’t find them.”

Waydo nodded.

Di Weilai quickly opened his package and motioned Weidao to put his clothes on.

Wei Dao bent his elbow for a long time, and felt that his joints were already stiff, and his clothes were still sticking to his skin. He just wanted to relax slowly, when the train flicked, Wei Dao fell to the ground with a thump, and was still struggling to get up for a while. Not coming.

Di Weiliao helped Wei Dao up, let him lie down on the seat, and helped to open the clothes, pulling the corners of the clothes into a ball to signal Wei Dao to take them up by himself, Wei Dao's hands were weak, and he barely let the clothes fall back.

Di Weilai's speed was very fast, he took apart the bandages with a sharp knife, and applied the medicine to Wei Dao with the method of rubbing the bath with a master in the big bathhouse.

Wei Dao almost jumped up in pain.

Di Weilai had expected it a long time ago, and stuffed a ball of wool into Weidao's mouth.

"Woooooo-"

Wei Dao was so painful that his eyes were streaming with tears, and he suspected that his previous problems might recur.

How could it be so sudden?Not ready for this.He was patient enough not to yell on the spot.

After Di Weilai finished taking the medicine, he wrapped Wei Dao with a bandage, and Wei Dao cried from beginning to end.

While thinking, I can't scold, be quiet, be quiet, while thinking, Di Wei, wait for me, I will settle accounts with you sooner or later, while thinking, no, no, how can I be so intolerable?

He spared a bit of attention to check himself, and he couldn't help but grow grass, and his pain sensitivity was improved.

Under normal circumstances, if you improve, you will increase, have the ability to suppress, have sleep comfort, and have the spirit to forcibly divert attention.

Now?Now Wei Dao has nothing.In dreams there is no body, the soul is exposed.

In the dream, he was an ordinary person, so naturally he had no ability.At this time, it is impossible to fall asleep even if you want to sleep.

Spirit?He also scored normal or not, and now he has neither.

Not to mention the large area of ​​wounds that are half-new and not old, even when Wei Dao was not injured, he did not experience this kind of devastation.

Di Weilai bandaged Wei Dao's wound, pulled off his clothes again, took out the ball of wool that Wei Dao had bitten on his teeth, wiped the ball of wool carefully, and blew twice, carefully wrapped it before putting it back into the package Li, who didn't know, thought it was a token of love from someone.

Wei Dao huddled into a ball, leaning against the wall of the train, out of breath.

Di Weilai took care of the head and tail, and stretched out his hand to Wei Dao tentatively, seeing that Wei Dao didn't seem to be in the mood to talk to him, so he leaned in front of Wei Dao.

Wei Dao turned to ignore him.

Di Weilai whispered to Wei Dao: "The people who forced the train to stop outside may not come on the train."

Wei Dao said nothing.

Di Weilai moved a little closer: "Don't be angry, this technique is fast, if I do it slowly, you will still be in pain."

Wei Dao squeezed on the edge of the seat, sobbing and weeping.

Di Weiliao persuaded: "We don't have any money, so we can only take this kind of car and change medicine secretly. It will be good if we have money in the future."