My head was blank, I never thought that a small action of mine would cause such a thing, I only heard the sound of myself falling heavily to the ground.

There was a very dull sound, there was no buffer at all, and it just hit the ground.My body was already a little tired, and the huge impact made me feel like I was going to spit out my internal organs.

I want to get up, but the skeleton seems to be broken and I don't need any strength.Coupled with the fact that I had shed so much blood underground in the church before, I thought it was nothing serious, but in fact it was impossible to fully recover so quickly.This fall made my eyes black, and I almost passed out.

I raised my face with difficulty and looked at the triangle head.He seemed to have calmed down a little bit, but it could be seen that the pain made all the muscles in his body tense, and the blue veins and blood vessels under the skin were throbbing.And the wound on his chest seemed to be a little more serious because of his violent movements just now, and it was still bleeding.

Half of his body was covered in blood, dripping all the way to his waist, slowly staining the cloth red along the edge, and because the cloth was completely soaked, the blood was diluted to a very light color and spread quickly A large piece.

I'm so remorseful that I want to smoke myself. I'm the one who fucking caused all these messy things.If I knew it earlier, I would concentrate on treating his injuries, instead of fumbling around.

But, I really just want to help him.

Seeing those deep iron nails, my first reaction was shock and my scalp went numb, and then I just felt uncomfortable.

I saw his chest injury before, but he didn't care much at all. I thought he was as insensitive to pain as those monsters.But he had such a big reaction when I tried to pull out the nail.

It seems that the weakness of his whole body is there.But those iron nails, who would get them up...

Seeing that he was still bleeding, he couldn't wait any longer.

But the fall just now was too heavy, I struggled to prop myself up from the ground, took two staggering steps, and fell down again.It is estimated that when it fell for the first time, it hurt some bones.It hurts when I move, and it's the kind of pain that lingers all over my body. I can't tell exactly where it hurts.

In my hand, I still hold the half bottle of medicine.

The triangle head must be healed.He is like this, all caused by me.

I gritted my teeth.Clenching your fists, propping up your upper body with your arms, slowly crawl towards the triangle head.

The triangle head also looked stunned.

If it were normal, it would be absolutely impossible for me to get myself into such an embarrassing situation.So embarrassed, and still being watched by him.

But now, none of that matters.

"It's okay." I pulled up the corners of my mouth and smiled at him, but this time, the corners of my dry mouth were torn apart immediately, and a bloody smell filled my mouth, "I'll help you, it's okay. "

This reminds me of something from the original.

Originally, the little gangster was very contemptible.But there are such things as contempt chains everywhere, and people like me who came out of an orphanage are more likely to be bullied.

"You fucking have the ability to crawl out of this door?"

By the way, when I had a conflict with someone and was forced to go to the warehouse, that's what someone said on the other side.

They grabbed my hair and pushed me to the ground. I struggled to get up, but they kicked my calf again.Just to see me crawling in front of them like a dog.Even the people I was with were persuading me to show weakness to them.

In the end I still didn't follow them.While they weren't paying attention, I felt the knife and stabbed the leader's waist, and then ran away.Later I heard that he was not dead, and after lying in the hospital for a long time, he didn't dare to mess with me anymore.

But this time, I was smiling.

It felt like crawling on the front lines of a war.It's just that there is no whistling of bullets in my ears, except for tinnitus, there is only silence.

I struggled to move myself to the side of the triangular head, and leaned against the wall to sit beside him.

Originally, I wanted to help him wipe off the blood before applying medicine, but after looking all over my body and Triangle Head, I couldn't find anything clean that could be used as gauze.Both his and I's clothes were dirty, and we didn't even say whether they could be wiped clean. If something dirty got in and got infected, it would be another problem.

This time I was going to unscrew the medicine bottle, but I was extra careful not to touch him again.But the scene under the triangular head still dangled before my eyes.

I shook my head to wake myself up, and then carefully poured the medicine on the wound of the triangle head.

I'm not sure if the medicine has a stimulating effect, but during the whole process, the triangular head was quiet and didn't even move much.Thinking back, except for moving those iron nails, the triangle head has never been too excited, and once made me mistakenly think that his actions are really slow.

Healing him was far more stressful than treating my own burns and broken bones.There was not much medicine left, so I tried my best not to shake my hands so that the medicine could be poured on the wound accurately.

Fortunately, this medicine did not disappoint me again.Although the wound did not heal immediately, the bleeding stopped and did not flow again.

The medicine was about to be emptied, and the last bit was still on the inner wall of the bottle, which could not be poured out no matter how shaken it was.After thinking about it, I put my fingers into the bottle, stirred it twice and scraped out the last bit, and then I leaned under his helmet very lightly, and raised my eyes to look at him.

I know he should resist, if he grabs my hand now and throws it away, or even knocks me flying again like just now, I am mentally prepared.He did move reflexively, but immediately calmed down again.

Swallowing my saliva lightly, I slowly reached under his helmet, and applied the little medicine on the flesh where the nails were driven.

He has never been so frightened, afraid that if the force is a little stronger, it will arouse his pain again.The section from my arm to my fingertips was all stiff, and I dared not use any strength, which made it extremely difficult to apply the medicine.

I really don't know what those organs are. Their appearance is indeed a bit curious, but when my fingers touch them lightly, I don't feel disgusted at all.That thing is very soft, but there is no heat, just like the skin of the triangular head, it lacks vitality.But when you touch it with your hand, you can feel the tremor of the blood vessels lurking in it.

Carefully applied all the medicine near the nails without touching those nails.The triangle head didn't respond either, which made me breathe a sigh of relief.

However, just when I finished applying the medicine and threw the bottle away, the triangle head suddenly pulled me into his arms.

I was startled, knowing that I couldn't break free, I also moved to the side to avoid pressing on his wound.The triangular head hugged me very hard this time, reminding me that it was so cold in winter, I also curled up under the quilt and hugged the pillow like this.

After thinking about it, I obviously didn't experience anything today, but in his arms, I gradually felt tired.The eyelids fought fiercely, and before he had time to consider whether it would be dangerous to sleep here, he lost the ability to think.

This time I didn't even have a dream, and I woke up very energetic again, and I didn't feel sleepy after waking up at all.The triangular-headed hand was still around my waist, almost at the same time as I woke up, he let go of his hand so that I could sit up.

He took out his phone and looked at it, and found that he had only slept for more than an hour, but his body felt like he had slept deeply all night.I tried to stand up again, without hindrance, and now my physical condition has really recovered.Triangle Head also stood up, his wound was still a little scary, but his movement was no problem at all, it seemed that it was thanks to the potion.

"Let's go, let's go back..." I was about to pop out the word "go home" subconsciously, but when I realized it, I immediately changed my words, "Go back... to the hospital."

I carried all the equipment on my back, and prepared to continue to hold the triangle head with a little worry.He actually put aside my hand and patted my head in relief.I originally thought that after he recovered from his injury, I would pay for him throwing me out, but now, I have no confidence.

He turned his head and left, and this time I followed.After all the tossing before, the cloth around his waist slipped a little.The muscles around the waist were squeezed a little bit by the tightened cloth. Seen from the back, there were still some small drops of water in the sharp gully in the middle of the muscular back, which slowly slid down as they walked. .

Such a figure does make people a little jealous.Looking at it, I suddenly had a weird feeling and wanted to reach out and poke.After thinking about it, I felt that I should help him pull up his clothes a little bit.

But he turned around and turned around at this time!

I withdrew my hand in embarrassment, pretending that nothing happened.Walk quickly in front of him and avoid looking at him again.

Originally, I wanted to go back the same way, but the more I walked, the more wrong I went.When I came here, I kept exploring carefully and forgot to remember the way. In addition to the thick fog, I couldn't find the direction when I came.

Walking and hearing the sound of splashing water, I thought I finally reached the bridge.But when I got closer, I found that it was a pier.

The field of view here is wide, but unfortunately there is nothing to see, and there is no one in such an open place, and the atmosphere is even more weird.There was only one speedboat floating on the pier, all alone.

"Would you like to play something exciting?"

A few minutes later, I was sitting in the driver's seat of the speedboat.

I haven't driven this thing before, but I guess it's almost the same as driving, and it's not difficult.The triangular head sits in the back row, which is obliquely behind me. I guess he thinks it is more comfortable there. The front half of the helmet rests directly on the front seat, which feels very comfortable.

Luckily, the key was still inserted, turned on the ignition, buckled the safety buckle, and pushed it forward. Before I was ready, the speedboat swished out.

It was much quicker than crossing the bridge again, even if I was snaking around the lake.It's just that when we got to the other side, our hair was soaked by the splashing water.

I didn't expect the speedboat to be so sturdy, much stronger than my broken car.I went down first to tie the speedboat, put on my equipment, and watched the triangle head come down again.

As soon as he stood up, the speedboat wobbled, for fear of being thrown off by him.I was relieved to see him land safely.

Back here, although it is still in Silent Hill, I am more familiar with this area, and I am relieved a lot.The parish, with its church and other people, always made me feel uneasy.

But if you are afraid, you are afraid to let go of your defenses.

Because when I packed up my things and turned around to leave the pier, I was so frightened by the little figure standing in the thick fog that I broke out in a cold sweat.

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