【Xue Xiao】Prisoner in the deserted city

Occasionally, a doctor's assistant would come in to bring water and medicine to Xue Yang, and most of the time he would be alone.Xue Yang was drowsy, falling asleep and waking up, and when he woke up, he was also in a daze.

He saw an empty room without people; there was a deathly silence around his ears, and there was no sound.How long has passed since Xiao Xingchen left, he doesn't know.

In fact, it didn't take long, but he always felt that time became very slow, as if after countless springs, summers, autumns and winters, it seemed to have frozen and stopped.

His happiness is always short, and his pain is always long.

Xue Yang felt that he was going to die.His whole body was in pain, and he didn't dare to move, because if he moved, he would bleed and the pain would be even worse. He felt that he could no longer bear the pain.

Why didn't Xiao Xingchen come back?

Will he come back.

Occasionally, the gray autumn light slanted in from the window, scattered like dust on the small table and chairs, deserted and empty.Every time Xue Yang opened his eyes, he saw such a scene.

Then he was tired again, and slowly fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, there was another person on the chair.The man was completely white, except for his long hair which was as black as ink, and he was sleeping on the table.

The autumn light sprinkled on his body, covering his whole body in a layer of light gold, quiet and hazy.

At this moment, the autumn light is no longer bleak and cold, but has a temperature and becomes warm.

Xue Yang thought it was a hallucination, but it wasn't. He felt that his mind gradually cleared up, and his body seemed to feel less uncomfortable.

But he still couldn't get up, and he didn't want to get up, didn't want to move, so he just stared blankly.

Xiao Xingchen stayed in the mountains and fields for three consecutive days, and Yujian returned to Yicheng overnight, but he was too tired to take a nap, and woke up after a while.He slowed down, stood up and went to feel Xue Yang's pulse.

Xue Yang's gaze followed Xiao Xingchen, and saw him coming to his side, sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling his hand, rolling up his sleeves, and resting his two fingers on his pulse.Xue Yang felt Xiao Xingchen's warm body temperature on top of his throbbing pulse.

Xue Yang held back the hand that made him miss it.

Xue Yang said, "You're back."

Only then did Xiao Xingchen realize that Xue Yang had woken up, and he said "En", his hand was still held in Xue Yang's, and he paused for a moment, but Xue Yang didn't intend to let go.

Xiao Xingchen said: "The pulse has not been diagnosed yet."

Only then did Xue Yang let go, and Xiao Xingchen grabbed Xue Yang's wrist again.Just now he had mixed the collected herbs into the previous medicinal soup, and fed Xue Yang to drink while he was drowsy.Now Xue Yang's pulse has obviously stabilized, and he has finally regained some vitality. It is no longer lifeless, beating and stopping suddenly.

Xue Yang laughed, and said in a breathy voice, "Am I not going to die?"

Xiao Xingchen didn't answer him, but pulled him and put his wrist back under the quilt.

The medicine did have an effect on the monks. Under Xiao Xingchen's careful care, Xue Yang's condition improved significantly.

He was on the verge of life and death for a while, and it was okay, because he had experienced such things as life and death several times, and he was no longer afraid of anything.But this time, he was no longer laughing at fate for being powerless and patting his body, but he was Xue Yang who was able to dance around, and he could still continue to be unscrupulous.

This time, he was a little bit emotional.

Xiao Xingchen sat by the bed and gave Xue Yang another small bowl of medicinal juice.Xue Yang swallowed everything obediently, and kept looking at Xiao Xingchen with his dark eyes.In fact, he could already drink it by himself, but he wanted Xiao Xingchen to feed him.

Xue Yang lay there, looking at Xiao Xingchen with his head tilted, he seemed to be sighing and smiling, and said, "You know, I thought you would never come back again, so I knew you wouldn't leave me alone Never mind."

Xiao Xingchen didn't answer for a while.

After a while, Xiao Xingchen said, "You did it on purpose, didn't you."

Xue Yang said: "No, I really didn't have the strength to let you feed me. You are a good person and do it to the end."

Xue Yang's voice regained its briskness, and there was even a hint of sweetness in it, as if the junior was playing tricks on the elders, just like a naughty junior.

Xiao Xingchen said, "I don't mean this."

Xiao Xingchen shook his head, and said to Xue Yang, "We are always outside the door, and the medicinal materials are still sufficient, why did you make yourself so sick?"

Xue Yang was startled, then fell silent, unable to speak.

Xiao Xingchen didn't want to listen to Xue Yang's explanation, what else could he explain.Xiao Xingchen stood up and took the bowl to the outer room to wash.

The room, which was originally silent, was even more silent at this time.

Xue Yang was in a daze, then sneered for a while, turned over and fell asleep.

He really wanted to help Xiao Xingchen take care of A-Qing, but at that moment there was only one thought in his mind, which was not to let Xiao Xingchen get close to the sick body.Of course, he is not a fool, he has always been very good at protecting himself, and he was cautious during the whole process of caring for him. As he said, he did not encounter a trace of blood.

Why he was still infected, Xue Yang didn't know.At first, he only had a slight cough, and then it became more and more serious. During this process, he may not even know why he didn't open the door and drink the soup that was close at hand.

Maybe it was his subconscious punishment for himself, knowing that he had caused that person so much pain.He originally thought that no matter what, that person was the one who suffered on his own and insisted on his own opinion, which made him extremely embarrassed and collapsed into the dust.I am not smart enough, do you blame him.

But things weren't supposed to be like this.

He likes him so much.

Xue Yang looked at Xiao Xingchen like this, and the invisible pain spread all the way to the bottom of his heart.It turned out that he had always liked him so much.

The disease spreads and permeates the body, like a punishment.

Maybe it’s not that complicated. Maybe, Xue Yang just thought of Xiao Xingchen pushing away his hands, desperately trying to escape; thinking of Xiao Xingchen telling him, maybe you’re just unwilling; In addition, it seems that no matter what, their life trajectories, their fates, will never intersect.

Perhaps Xue Yang simply believed that as long as he was seriously ill, Xiao Xingchen could be by his side to care for him and take care of him, and only when he was about to die could Xiao Xingchen give him the care he would not reveal in normal times. warmth.This is how he yearns for it, even though he is in the abyss, he still yearns for the light.

When Xiao Xingchen asked him this way, Xue Yang himself couldn't explain what the reason was.

He was originally such a paranoid and extreme person.

The news came in, and under the control of the medicine, no one in Yicheng was finally infected, and the sick patients were getting better day by day.

This frightening plague has finally passed.

However, the pain left behind seems to never dissipate. Walking through the alleys, I often hear people in the house either heart-piercing, or low and melancholy crying. The departure of close relatives and friends makes Yicheng immersed in sadness among.All sentient beings, why is it so bitter, so painful.

The streets were full of corpses that hadn't been cleaned up in time, exuding a rancid smell. Fortunately, the weather has turned cold, so there will be no mosquitoes and flies to eat.In order to prevent the spread of new plagues, Xiao Xingchen made some preventive medicines for this situation and distributed them to the residents of the city.

Xue Yang's physical fitness is excellent, he has been treated with the right medicine, and has fully recovered, so the task of distributing the medicine was handed over to him, and the rest of the time he followed Xiao Xingchen and several doctors to walk on the street to investigate the current situation.

Xue Yang put his hands in his pockets in boredom, and followed behind staggeringly.If you stop ahead, he will stop, if you go ahead, he will go, anyway, he has nothing to do.He didn't want to follow, it was Xiao Xingchen who asked him to follow.

The sobbing voices of the residents were all around my ears, disturbing people one after another.Xue Yang saw many familiar faces in the pile of corpses. Although they were already stiff and distorted, or moldy and rotted, covered with black blood clots, Xue Yang still found that this one was an old man who sold potatoes at the morning market, and that one was a small shop owner. The eldest sister, and the old lady who steamed the sugar buns, still remember that her sugar buns are the best here, and the sugar juice melts slowly in the mouth after one bite, soft and sweet.

Xue Yang never paid attention to these people at all, and never looked straight at them.Now that they are dead, Xue Yang can recognize them.He has been here all these years, and he has remembered it unconsciously.

A disheveled man was sitting in the corner, looking very young, leaning against the old door, holding a dead body in his arms.The man sometimes stared at the dead body in a daze, and sometimes smirked, crazy.

Xue Yang passed by, glanced at it inadvertently, and found that it was very familiar. After thinking about it, he remembered that this person was that A Yuan, and the person in his arms, judging from his figure, should be the man who tried to commit suicide for him. .

After all, he died.Xue Yang thought, this A Yuan, who ignored him when he was around, and now that he's gone, feels very heartbroken. It's really funny to force herself into such a situation.

The scene of the two eating at the breakfast shop came to Xue Yang's mind. They still lived together, and I don't know what happened afterwards.Xue Yang didn't pay attention, because they were so sticky back then, which disgusted Xue Yang to death.Thinking about the scene at that time now, for some reason, Xue Yang felt a little sour.

He didn't stop and walked over quickly.

Suddenly Xue Yang's eyes flashed, he saw something hit Xiao Xingchen's leg, Xiao Xingchen took a step back under the impact of inertia, Xue Yang stepped forward, only to find that it was a child.

The little girl was about six or seven years old, with draped hair and a gray-pink dress, which was already very old, holding a straw hat in her hand, which was also very old.

Xue Yang recognized it at a glance, and said, "Little one, it's you."

Xiao Xingchen was taken aback, then squatted down, and said, "Is it Xiao Ning?"

It was Xiao Ning, she bumped into Yizhuang by mistake that day, Xiao Xingchen took care of her for a while, and then returned home with her grandfather.This plague took away countless people, including her grandfather.

Xiao Ning saw her grandfather lying on the bed, surrounded by blood, bleeding all over the bed.She is small and ignorant, doesn't know what death is, and is not afraid of the blood. She has been standing by her grandfather's bed in a daze, as if thinking that his grandfather will wake up and tell him stories, and when she is hungry, she She went to the kitchen by herself and ate a leftover steamed bun, which was steamed for her by her grandfather coughing up blood.

She had been in a daze, but now she was lying in Xiao Xingchen's arms, crying loudly.