Daomu Biji Chapter 8: She is here

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"It's hard for me to describe how I squeezed it out. My whole body was numb, and I was relying on my own will to survive. I felt like there were a few hands wrapped around me, but they didn't feel like hands. They were sticky. I don’t know what else was left in the narrow space, but I squeezed out." Xiaohua said, rolling up her sleeves and exposing her arms.

There are six uneven marks on the arm. The scars have receded and the shackles have been taken off, but the marks are still obvious.

"Pan Zi will not abandon you and run out first, this is not him", I concluded.

Based on my understanding of Pan Zi, when faced with thousands of corpses, he would rather roll his own flesh and blood on the ground to buy me time to escape. I wrote to Pan Zi that he would not give up for survival. People who are teammates.

If a **** man like him could choose to give up, there would only be two possibilities:

1. He did not regard these teammates as "comrades".

2. The strength of the enemy gave him his first judgment to escape one by one.

If it is one, it is difficult for me to understand, but if it is two, I believe that even Xiaohua will understand him. This is the first reaction of human consciousness, that is, survival.

I told him my thoughts truthfully and hoped that everyone could forgive him, because in my experience, Pan Zi is a person worthy of respect from me and even everyone.

"Wu Xie, you may be wrong. Master Pan's departure is not the reason you think."

"When he rushed to the corner with explosives, what I saw was that Mr. Pan was actually fighting for his life. He didn't even think about surviving."

"The explosive went off. It's hard for me to describe the trauma that the giant thing suffered, but it was different from us. It could still move, and strangely, it rushed to the place where the explosive was originally, but there was no longer there. People."

"Where's Pan Zi?", I asked.

"Everything was electric. Mr. Pan bit off the length of the fuse, lit it, and then ran back. He didn't have time to get back to me. As soon as he ran to the middle of the hole, it exploded. He was shocked to the other side. , happened to be on one side of the collapsed cave entrance. It was strange when he ran out of the cave entrance. I felt that the left half of his body did not swing.

Hearing this, I buried my head and tears came out of my eyes. I got up and walked out of the room and came to the courtyard.

I understand, when Pan Zi asked me for a cigarette, when he finally asked me for a cigarette, he only had one arm left to move. I really should have lit the cigarette before throwing it to him. This was his fault. In addition to asking me for a gun, my last wish, and I, I, damn, didn’t even realize this shit, so I couldn’t do it well.

My head was stiff.

Wu Xie, Wu Xie, if, if you are trapped by him, Pan Zi is outside, even if you only have an arm connected to the torso and a head that can talk, he will He came to hammer the rock wall desperately to rescue you. Even if it was just a head, he had to leave something behind and take it out.

I burst into tears. I missed Pan Zi. I really missed Pan Zi. I sat on the steps bursting into tears.

It’s hard for me to distinguish between my relationship with Pan Zi. If we describe it as sharing life and death together, I feel sorry for Pan Zi. Usually I am the one who is in trouble and the one who is about to die. Pan Zi will only pull me. The one who is brave, even at the expense of himself.

I can’t describe it as an everlasting friendship. Pan Zi once said that he recognizes his third uncle and recognizes this person. This is a recognition that has been abandoned by society. He has experienced war, life and death, and many of us. These young people have never experienced anything, so the friendship between us has gone beyond this.

He once told me that he regarded his third uncle as his father. His third uncle gave him too much, not material things, but the space and value of living.

He is like the eldest among a group of brothers and sisters in the family. He suffers from hardships, eats bitter things, and even says "I have eaten them" even when they are sweet or delicious.

What about me? It's like a younger brother in the family who gets into trouble without knowing anything and ends up costing the elder brother his life.

Smoke is a good thing. When I was thinking about all this with snot and tears, it was the best listener. Even if I cried, thought and complained for half an hour, it never left me. fingers.

The coughing in the room quieted down, and there was an extra coat behind me.

"Stand up and walk with me. I have to tell you something." Xiaohua said softly from behind, her voice very weak.

"What, my uncle lost it". Xiaohua seemed to have said something casually.

I haven’t told him yet. In fact, my third uncle is also lost. Although I may have found him, not being able to see him is no different from being lost. Xie Lianhuan’s disappearance should be related to The third uncle's whereabouts are the same. They no longer want to appear in the world. They want to have their own life.

"Third uncle and cousin, they should be very good. I believe my cousin must have a special connection with you and the black glasses, but everything about them is no longer important."

"I know them as well as you do. If they are willing to live anonymously, then we will never find them again no matter how hard we try, just like if they deliberately conceal their secrets, our generation will have no choice anyway. Get any information from them that they don’t want us to get,” I replied.

"The Jie family has its own issues with the Jie family. What else do you want to know?" Xiaohua asked.

"No, I'm a little tired. Let me see the ring with Tibetan text you drew by hand." I still couldn't get over my sadness for Pan Zi. I wanted to take a rest.

"Huan? You can't see it here, because it's not here at all." Xiaohua took out her phone and checked the time.

"Not here? What do you mean?", I suddenly became alert.

I don’t know if it was influenced by Fatty’s thinking, but I seemed to feel that Xiaohua had been controlling the progress of the incident. He seemed to be a manipulator, but I slowly changed from Uncle San’s chess piece to his subordinate. .

But the Xiaohua we met this time had just experienced a life and death disaster, but he was different from the previous one. He seemed to have turned into a person who had overturned everything in the past and looked past everything. He was more calm and mature. .

History and memories can change a person, either becoming strong or cowardly, this is life.

"You're not going to trick me all the way to Beijing and let me go to some big girl's house to steal the Tibetan ring, are you my Hua Ye?" I said half jokingly and half complaining.

"If you say it's not here, it means it's not here, but if you say it's here, maybe you can bring it back the day after tomorrow." Xiaohua seemed to be deliberately trying to whet my appetite.

"Is it over yet? That's how you Jing masters like to talk, don't you?"

"Wait a minute, the time is almost up. I'm waiting for someone. When she comes, we can talk together. If you want to bring this thing back the day after tomorrow, you need her to help you. I can't do it now because of my body. ", Xiaohua said, shaking her arm.

"Who? You're not going to let me take someone to work in the fields, are you? That black glasses is better at this than me," I said.

Just as he said this, a car slowly stopped in front of the main entrance outside the screen wall. The car lights were turned off, and nothing could be seen through the screen wall.

"She's here, you know her," he said, waving to the nurse behind him and walking towards the attic of the west wing.