Double O swap life!

The sea stretches as far as the eye can see.

The waves beat the shore one after another, rolling up white foam, carrying the law of the tide, and breaking in the sun.

Fu Tianhe lay on the little yellow duck's swimming circle, floating back and forth in the shallows with the waves.

His mother was wearing a bathing suit, watching him not far away, and from time to time he deliberately splashed water at him. Fu Tianhe laughed and dodged, playing to his heart's content.

His mother usually has to work very hard to support the family, and he waited for a long time for this opportunity to play at the beach.

Seeing other parents swimming with their children to deeper waters, Fu Tianhe shouted, "Mom, I want to go too!"

The mother would naturally agree to his request, which was not too much. She pushed the swimming ring and took her son to a deeper place.

"Look, what's over there?"

I do not know who suddenly shouted such a sentence.

Fu Tianhe immediately looked curiously, but he couldn't find it at the first time, but he soon discovered that there was something shiny mixed in the sea water, showing a beautiful purple luster in the sun, like a mysterious object in a cave under the sea. Minerals are rolled and carried in the world.

"It's beautiful!" he exclaimed. "What's that?"

"Maybe someone dropped it." Mother replied, everyone in the sea was amazed by the strange beauty they saw, and more and more people approached there.

As the waves advance, more purple powders become more, sinking and floating in the sea water like quicksand, surrounding the bodies of tourists, and becoming the gorgeous background in the photos.

Fu Tianhe grabbed it with his hands, and he held the sea water in his two small palms. The purple color danced like an elf, and it was attached to the skin. If they were put into a drift bottle, they must look good, right?

The frolicking in the sea continued until dark. After the sun went down, the temperature of the sea water began to drop, and tourists returned to the shore one after another.

They drank beer and ate barbecue, while children squatted on the ground and made all kinds of strange shapes with sand.

On the third day after going to the beach, Fu Tianhe and his mother started to itch all over, but at that time they thought it was just a common allergy, and took a little medicine, and the situation returned to normal.

Nobody cared.

However, it didn't take long before the itching reappeared, but it was more intense, gathering in Fu Tianhe's right eye.

He was so itchy that he couldn't sleep all night, and he couldn't help but want to reach out and scratch. The mother could only stare at him, not daring to close her eyes, to prevent him from blinding her own eyes.

Eventually the itching turned into pain, and Fu Tianhe started to have a fever. Even his mother was struggling with the rising temperature. The indescribable itching and pain emerged from the inside of his body, which could not be relieved at all, so he could only endure it.

Maybe an adult can barely use rational restraint, but for a young child, he can't bear it at all.

Mother insisted on taking Fu Tianhe to the hospital, but found that the hospital was already overcrowded, no matter whether it was a large public hospital or a black clinic that operated illegally, it was full of people who came for consultation.

Almost all of them share the same symptoms: an itching that erupts from within the body, and intense pain in the eyes, muzzle, or ears.

Fu Tianhe couldn't see a doctor that day because there were too many people.

The next day, Fu Tianhe was woken up by his mother early in the morning, ready to go to queue early, but at the corner of the street in front of his house, he saw a corpse covered with purple crystals.

Clusters of amethyst gushed out from his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, spreading all over his upper body, while his neck and the back of his hands exposed outside his clothes were covered with blood, as if something was about to pierce his fragile skin and rush out from the inside.

They panicked and were about to ask, but found that the street next door was completely blocked, and people in white protective clothing were fully armed and walked outside the cordon.

With the unbearable pain in his eyes, Fu Tianhe heard the content on the radio.

There is an unknown disease that is spreading rapidly. Infected people will have skin itching, persistent fever, and internal body pain symptoms at the beginning, and severe cases may lead to death.If you have similar symptoms, please report to the community as soon as possible.

The disease is spread by contact. If you find purple crystals, powder or similar, please report it immediately and do not touch it in any form.

Since it was preliminarily determined that the epidemic came from the moonlight, a beacon that collapsed a few years ago, and was brought to Sanshui by ocean currents, the epidemic prevention station has blocked the entire coast...

At this time, Fu Tianhe had already started to read. He listened to the words on the radio, raised his head and asked her: "Mom, we..."

"Hush." ​​But his mother covered his mouth. She looked at the corpse on the street corner, and immediately took Fu Tianhe back to the rental house, quickly packed their luggage, and left.

Fu Tianhe still didn't understand many things, so he could only follow his mother step by step, and they left the place where they lived temporarily for two months.

Fu Tianhe didn't know if the block was blocked after they left.

His mother took him around and finally found an abandoned low shed.

Maybe it was left by some homeless person, it is located in the gap between two areas, and few people would come here.

Mother spent the whole day refitting the dirty and dilapidated low shed. Her hands seemed to have magical powers, and under the action of magic, everything could become clean and tidy.

At night, Fu Tianhe was still able to sleep peacefully in the warm and soft blanket.

"Don't we need to report it?" He remembered what happened in the morning and asked again.

"Just wait and see." His mother answered him like this.

"But the broadcast said that there is a possibility of infecting others." Fu Tianhe just learned this word a few days ago, and he can't quite understand the specific meaning, but he also understands that it is a bad situation.

"The radio said only the purple crystals were contagious, remember seeing that guy on the street this morning, he was contagious, and we're not in that situation yet. Besides, there's no one else coming over here, by comparison Safe enough."

As the mother said, she gently covered his eyes with her hands, "Stop thinking about it, go to sleep first."

Fu Tianhe nodded obediently, he closed his eyes, calmed down, and soon frowned because of the itching at the bottom of his eyeballs: "Mom, I don't feel well."

"Can you bear it a little longer?"

Fu Tianhe closed his mouth, and he pursed his lips tightly. From the moment he was conscious, he knew to restrain himself, just like when facing the toy he wanted in the window, he pretended to walk away inadvertently.

Fu Tianhe was awakened by the pain.

He raised his hand, subconsciously wanting to scratch, but he touched something sticky.

That was the first time he bled.

Regarding that period of time, the only memory Fu Tianhe has left is only pain.

His eyeball was being stabbed by some kind of hard thing growing out, and he was struggling every day in pain that almost drove people crazy. He was crying all the time, screaming and trying to goug his right eye, but his mother slammed him in my arms.

Several times Fu Tianhe passed out directly, but after waking up, he was still greeted by severe pain.

Never ending.

His voice was so hoarse from crying that he couldn't even speak, and at the same time, his nose began to bleed.

Crying made his nose more mucus, and every time he blew his nose, a lot of blood would come out.

Maybe it was too painful, his brain turned on the self-protection mode, making the related memories blurred.

There were many details that Fu Tianhe couldn't remember at all, but later he remembered that his mother's condition was also very bad at that time, but she still needed to support her sick body and take care of her young child.

Until one day, his mother told him that she was going away for a few days, so Fu Tianhe must take good care of himself and wait for her to come back obediently at home.

She prepared some painkillers and sedatives, told Fu Tianhe the dosage, and warned him not to overdose. After repeated confirmation, her mother hugged him, kissed him reluctantly, and left.

There was food and water at home that she had left in advance. Fu Tianhe strictly took medicine according to her regulations, relying on painkillers and tranquilizers, and endured a life that would have been worse than death.

On the night of the third day, my mother finally came back, she was exhausted, but there was joy in her eyes.

At this time, Fu Tianhe's right eye could no longer see anything at all, and it kept dripping pus and blood, staining Fu Tianhe's face and clothes.

He sat on the bed and watched his mother take out a small box from the hidden pocket on her chest in a daze.

Inside the box was a golden eye.

The mother said that it was the handiwork of a certain alchemist. She got the relevant information through some illegal means and got the eye.

"Can I see things again?" Fu Tianhe asked.

"No, but if it works, it could keep you alive."

Mother gently stroked his hair, she stared at Fu Tianhe's right eye, the inside of the eyeball has been completely eroded, leaving only a thin layer of film covering it, revealing a faint purple, like an ominous shadow.

Fu Tianhe watched his mother start preparing the tools needed for the operation. He is an infected person and must not go to the hospital at will, so she planned to do it herself.

Even before that, she had not engaged in any medical-related work.

After putting on that golden eye, will there be no more pain?

He couldn't help but look forward to it.

The surgery is over.

The foreign body in the eye socket made Fu Tianhe feel strong discomfort, but in general, it was much better than the pain that wished him to die.

He often raised his hand and tapped his fingertips on his right eye, making rhythmic sounds, which had become a sort of game for young boys.

He has never left the house since his illness.The mother said that they should be kept in good isolation so as not to spread the disease to others.

Mother began to teach him many things.

The teaching has been there since the outbreak of the epidemic, but during this time it has become extremely strict. She often frowns and criticizes Fu Tianhe for not doing well enough, as if forgetting that he is only a seven-year-old child.

It took Fu Tianhe three months to learn to use fuel, cook and boil water, clean clothes, clean the room, and most importantly, pretend to be happy in front of anyone and hide all pain.

But my mother lost weight day by day.

Once her reliable shoulders became so weak that she couldn't even wring out the freshly washed clothes. Fu Tianhe took on all the housework as a matter of course. He is already more than seven years old and is a big boy.

Until that night, Fu Tianhe drank a glass of warm milk brought by his mother before going to bed. He lay under the quilt and listened to his mother telling bedtime stories.

There are small green islands on the sea. When it rains, the raindrops crackle on the leaves, and the small animals will hide in the tree holes in a hurry to shake off the water droplets on their hair.

Fu Tianhe imagined the rain, and fell asleep in the slowly rising drowsiness.

This was the last time he saw his mother.

The moment he woke up again, he heard the noisy and chaotic sounds around him.

Countless people are outside the door. They are tightly wrapped in white protective clothing, and only a pair of eyes hidden behind goggles can be seen.

He looked for his mother in panic, but was told by one of them that she had gone on a trip.

Strangers in hazmat suits squatted next to him, clumsily but trying to comfort him, while others searched every inch of his home, packing everything into Ziploc bags.

"This is what she left for you." The protective suit handed Fu Tianhe a book, "Hold it carefully, don't cry, maybe one day you can see her again."

Holding the engineering book tightly, Fu Tianhe watched them empty out his home.

Disinfectant was sprayed everywhere, and even the clothes he was wearing were asked to be taken off and replaced with new ones.

Someone came to draw blood for him, put it into the instrument for testing, and when the final result came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Tianhe didn't understand why, he only knew that he couldn't find his mother.

After waiting until evening, these people left and took everything away, leaving only the book to Fu Tianhe.

They gave Fu Tianhe an address and a pass, telling him that he could live there temporarily.

But Fu Tianhe didn't want to go to any orphanage. He sat alone at the door of the dwarf. A year ago, his mother brought him here to transform the abandoned shack of the homeless into their warm little home.

Now only he is left.

Where did mom travel to?

Fu Tianhe tried his best to recall all the words his mother had said to him, trying to find some relevant information.

Then, he saw the fiery red burning in the distance, how dazzling and warm it was.

That was the last match the little girl struck in the winter night, which ignited the huge incinerator and also ignited the whole dream.