Song Yuzhang

The excavation was carried out quite slowly, and Shen Chengduo also came with his people later. When he saw the huge ruins, he immediately said with fear, "What, what's going on?!"

No one paid attention to him, everyone was immersed in their work, even Meng Sushan was moving gravel one by one, Shen Chengduo didn't say much, and hurried up to help.

Meng Tingjing, who was crushed under the ruins, also made an effort to get closer to Song Yuzhang. Song Yuzhang sensed his intention and said, "Don't come here, I can't breathe."

Meng Tingjing was startled, he squeezed Song Yuzhang's hand, "Move out a little, you're bored."

"It's about the same."

The tinnitus became quieter, and the communication between the two became a little smoother, and there seemed to be groans from other people in their ears.

Meng Tingjing didn't care about anyone, just grabbed Song Yuzhang's hand with one hand, and pushed it upwards with the other hand.

There is a gap here, and Song Yuzhang can feel better.

"Song Yuzhang."

"Didn't sleep."

Meng Tingjing was relieved, and continued to arch the corpse vigorously with his right shoulder. After a while, he called Song Yuzhang's name, and Song Yuzhang responded immediately.

Song Yuzhang's chest hurts very much, it is a kind of pain that is pressed by a stone, it is long and painful, the pain is intensified little by little, it seems that it is not very painful to bear it, but after a while, the pain will be On the first floor, he couldn't help but want to vomit blood.

"Song Yuzhang."

"No...cough..."

Song Yuzhang coughed before responding again: "It's all right..."

Meng Tingjing was silent for a while, and tightly clenched Song Yuzhang's injured hand, he suddenly asked, "Did you cough up blood?"

Song Yuzhang didn't say a word, Meng Tingjing asked again urgently, Song Yuzhang squeezed his hand, "Don't make noise, save your energy."

Meng Tingjing also fell silent, and then he let go of Song Yuzhang's hand, touched his palm upwards, and inserted it into the gap between Song Yuzhang and his body. He wanted to overturn Song Yuzhang's body, but this His idea is obviously whimsical, and it has no effect except to grind his hands into severe pain.

Song Yuzhang seemed to have sensed his intentions, he moved his hand and touched Meng Tingjing's hand, "Listen to me, don't move, save your strength."

Meng Tingjing grabbed Song Yuzhang's hand again amidst the warm flesh and blood, "Okay, I'll listen to you, don't move, don't worry, Nie Yinbing will come to save you..."

Song Yuzhang was slightly taken aback, and at the same time felt that his hand was being held tightly by Meng Tingjing. For some reason, he wanted to laugh. When he smiled, the pain in his chest seemed to have subsided, and his eyes were filled with warm moisture again.

"Nie Yinbing will come," Meng Tingjing repeated firmly, "Don't worry, breathe slowly."

Song Yuzhang laughed and shed tears, coughed lightly again, "Well, I'm not in a hurry."

The time became extremely long, and the small groans that sounded around seemed to gradually fade away, disappearing into the ears. Song Yuzhang didn't know how long the time had passed. Maybe it was only a short while after the explosion happened, or it may have been a long time .

do not know.

He couldn't see anything, and all he could hear was Meng Tingjing calling him persistently over and over again, and all he could feel was Meng Tingjing's warm hands, apart from the body that was oppressing him and getting colder.

He responded, and felt thirsty at a certain moment, and the blood in his throat continued to linger, making him thirstier and thirstier. He responded to Meng Tingjing again, and coughed.

Meng Tingjing heard something strange, he suddenly said: "Stop talking."

Song Yuzhang said: "I'm fine."

Meng Tingjing squeezed his hand, "Move your hands."

Song Yuzhang was dull for a while before he understood what he meant, and squeezed Meng Tingjing back with his fingers.

I don't know how long it took to hold hands back and forth like this, when Song Yuzhang suddenly heard Meng Tingjing say: "I was wrong."

Song Yuzhang didn't speak, his throat was so thirsty and sticky that he was going crazy.

"I've always hated him before, always thinking that in such a situation, I can also spare it for you. He is nothing special, and it's not worthy of your constant concern." There was a bloody smell, "Hey, I was wrong. Without him, you would be the one who died. You are going to die..." Meng Tingjing sighed softly. He didn't continue, only took a deep breath, "I also Don't have the chance to prove yourself like that, you just live, live in peace, quarrel, hate, live, I don't care about you, I don't bother you, we just like that, fight, Fighting is fine, whatever..."

Song Yuzhang squeezed Meng Tingjing's finger, "Stop talking," a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, "Ting Jing, I know your heart, stop talking, let's go out and talk, okay?"

Meng Tingjing squeezed Song Yuzhang's hand back forcefully. At this moment, he finally realized the truth and had no reason to complain.

Love should be unrequited, it's not cheap, and there's nothing worth it, what can be used to measure the value, that's what love is.

It's not that he made himself smaller and humble, but that you are me and I am you.

When Song Yuzhang was in pain, he was in double pain. When Song Yuzhang was smiling, he was happy for him.

Song Yuzhang is alive, so is his talent.

Meng Tingjing closed his eyes tightly, and the hot tears in his eyes washed away the sticky blood on his face.

If he had to pay the price of his life to understand the meaning of love, he would rather he had never met Song Yuzhang. Song Yuzhang was still good and beautiful, living strangely in a place he didn't know.

After a whole day and night, the ruins above finally moved away. During the period, there was another explosion. The power of the explosion was not great, and a corner of the upper right corner of the ruins was blown away, leaving some people and feet. Meng Sushan was far away. As she approached, blood and smoke splashed all over her body. She froze for a moment, then ran down a few steps in confusion and fear, to distinguish those torsos that fell on the ground.

Nie Yinbing did not go there, he had a strong belief in his heart - Song Yuzhang was not dead, Song Yuzhang was still waiting for him to save him.

"Continue to dig down from the explosion point just now."

"Yes."

The place where the re-explosion occurred is still in danger of explosion. Nie Yinbing took the lead, and the generals of the Nie family and the Meng family were not afraid of death, and rushed forward to dig together.

Meng Sushan recognized that those torsos had nothing to do with Meng Tingjing and Song Yuzhang, so she went back to the lower right and stared anxiously at the cave that had exploded in the ruins.

A secondary explosion made the excavation erratically easier, and several bodies were quickly unearthed.

Nie Yinbing was shocked, knowing that he had dug to the bottom, he hurriedly said: "Quick, hurry up—"

Corpses were being dug out continuously, and the people from the Shen family were in charge of carrying them. Previously, they were moving stones and wood, but now they were carrying the corpses. Some of them were still alive, so they hurriedly carried them to the stretcher beside them and sent them to the hospital.

As more and more people were dug out, Nie Yinbing's movements became a little out of control. He dropped the shovel and lifted up the squashed corpses with his bare hands.

No, this is not, no, not yet...

Nie Yinbing forcefully lifted a human body, and then a blood-stained face appeared in front of him.

Nie Yinbing was stunned for two seconds, his mind went blank, and he immediately let out a loud drink.

The generals on both sides heard the movement and rushed over immediately.

Song Yuzhang's face was covered with blood, and he didn't know if it was his own or someone else's. That face was so iconic that everyone recognized it immediately, and immediately worked together to remove all the obstacles and corpses on his body. Nie Yinbing threw himself on him. Pulling the person into his arms, "Jade chapter? Jade chapter?!"

Song Yuzhang was shaking in his arms, obviously losing consciousness. Nie Yinbing hugged him heartbroken, but his hands were resisted. He hurriedly looked down, only to see that Song Yuzhang's right hand was stained with another blood His hand was seized.

The general of the Meng family immediately recognized Meng Tingjing's sleeve, and after shouting "Shaodong's family", they also dug like crazy, and Meng Sushan rushed up immediately after hearing it.

The men of the Meng family quickly dug it open, and Meng Tingjing's snow-white auspicious cloud robe had already been dyed red, and his left hand was tightly holding onto Song Yuzhang's hand.

Meng Sushan rushed forward with a wail, Meng's servants worked together to lift Meng Tingjing up. As soon as she was lifted up, Meng Sushan realized that Meng Tingjing's back and right arm were covered in blood, and finally fainted uncontrollably.

The people of the Meng family were in a state of anxiety. Several people helped the eldest lady, and several people came up to break Meng Tingjing's hand, but Meng Tingjing clenched her hands tightly, her fingers were black and stiff, almost sticking to Song Yuzhang's hand.

"Don't break up," Nie Yinbing said to the Meng family indifferently, "Let's go together."

Two days later, Song Yuzhang woke up in the hospital. He opened his eyes and saw Nie Yinbing who was guarding him. He blinked slightly, as if he was not sure, "Yinbing?"

Nie Yinbing had stood up and rang the bell to call the doctor over.

Compared with the explosion, Song Yuzhang's injuries were not serious. He broke two ribs, had a slight concussion, and suffered a lot of skin trauma. But overall, he was as good as Song Yuzhang thought. He is still alive, which is a blessing among misfortunes. The reason why he coughed up blood was because a broken rib pierced his lungs. Fortunately, it was not serious, otherwise Song Yuzhang would have died on the spot.

When the doctor examined Song Yuzhang, Song Yuzhang asked, "Where's Ting Jing?"

"He was injured more seriously," Nie Yinbing replied instead, "but he didn't die."

Song Yuzhang let out a long breath, that breath touched his lungs, and made him change his face in pain, "Where is his injury?"

"Back and arm burns, right hand broken, right shoulder fractured, left hand broken, three ribs broken, and the rest were skin injuries."

Song Yuzhang didn't say a word for a long time after listening, and after the doctor left, he said: "Does he live here too? I want to go and see him."

"He's on this floor. If you want to see it, I can push you there."

Since Song Yuzhang woke up, Nie Yinbing has been acting strangely calm. Song Yuzhang didn't think much about it. He just wanted to take a look at Meng Tingjing first, so that he could feel a little more at ease. Relationship……

Nie Yinbing wanted a wheelchair, so he pushed Song Yuzhang out of the ward, and after a few steps toward Meng Tingjing's ward, he heard noises.

"But it's not a big deal to break a few bones. My fate is very hard, so leave me alone."

Meng Tingjing's left and right hands were all covered, her body was tightly wrapped due to burns, her face was scratched a bit, she was just like a mummy, and the mummy was still extremely majestic even though she was seriously injured. wheelchair.

Everyone said that Song Yuzhang was fine, he didn't see it with his own eyes, so how could he really rest assured?

The generals have always been afraid of him. Although both of the big boss's hands were injured, there is no possibility of slapping them at present, but when he recovers in the future, he may not be able to make up for it, so he can only push him out. "Boss, just take a look. If you take a look, you will come right away. If the eldest lady catches you, we won't be able to eat and walk around."

"What are you afraid of? Eldest sister will eat you?"

Meng Tingjing was still in pain when she spoke, but her face was so sullen that no one could tell.

As soon as the wheelchair came out of the ward, Meng Tingjing squinted his eyes and endured the pain, and saw Song Yuzhang who was also pushed out at a glance.

He was stunned, watching Song Yuzhang being pushed closer and closer by Nie Yinbing, and when Song Yuzhang came to him, he was still in a daze.

Song Yuzhang looked at the image of his mummy, and said, "If you are so injured, be honest," and ordered the generals of the Meng family, "Push him back."

The general of the Meng family responded appreciatively, and rushed to push Meng Tingjing. Meng Tingjing's eyes were still glued to Song Yuzhang's body, and he turned around Song Yuzhang's body as the wheelchair turned. After entering the ward, he unconsciously I smiled, and suddenly my whole body didn't hurt at all.

Song Yuzhang said: "Let's go, I'm going back too."

Nie Yinbing silently pushed Song Yuzhang back to the ward, but the scene of him digging Song Yuzhang out kept flashing in his mind.

Among the mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood, Song Yuzhang and Meng Tingjing hold hands tightly.

Nie Yinbing looked down at Song Yuzhang, who had a faint smile on Song Yuzhang's face, that smile was soft and reassuring.