kissing sparrow

This sentence coincides with what the man in the dream said.

Lu Heyang's heart trembled, and he was in a trance for a moment. He raised his eyes to catch Wen Jiyu's face, confirming the authenticity of all this, and only saw the handsome side face of the other party who lowered his head and took the camera seriously from the bag.

Half an hour after getting in the car, the thick cumulus clouds finally couldn't hold back the rain, and the fine rain began to float again, and the green breath of plants and soil swelled in the chest cavity.

Lu Heyang turned over slightly and adjusted his sitting posture.

"I have a U-shaped pillow, do you want it?" Wen Jiyu turned his head to the side and asked, the dim light on the roof of the car fell on his eyes, emitting the light of distant stars.

"No need." Lu Heyang replied, "This is already very good."

Originally, the two of them were going to go into the mountain with the truck carrying supplies, but they happened to catch up with a bus pulling medical staff and two seats were vacant, so they were lucky enough to spend a relatively spacious and comfortable night.

"Then I'll give you this." Wen Jiyu stuffed a black blindfold into his arms, "at least sleep for a while, when we get to the place, we won't have time to sleep."

Lu Heyang no longer refused, thanked him, put on the blindfold, and fell into the darkness with his arms folded.

Perhaps it was because he had slept on the plane, but now he couldn't sleep soundly, he was hovering on the edge of exhaustion, his eyelids were heavy but it was difficult to completely lose consciousness, until his forehead bounced heavily and knocked down dully, he woke up Fascinated, he took off the blindfold and saw Wen Jiyu stretching his arm over his head, and resting his palm on the middle between his forehead and the window of the car. The slap just now probably hit his hand.

Wen Jiyu was closing his eyes and resting his mind. When he noticed that the people around him moved, he opened his eyes too.There were other people in the car who were still asleep, so he lowered his voice and made a fuzzy sound: "You slid to the side of the window, lest you hit the glass."

"This section of the road is not good, it is very peak."

Before the words fell, the person bounced up again, the bus rolled over a puddle, and the base was hit by the bouncing gravel, making a continuous bang bang sound.

Lu Heyang couldn't sit still, and leaned into Wen Jiyu's arms, and was held firmly by the arm by the other party, and then propped him up.

"Feel sorry."

"You're really thin." Wen Jiyu felt the thin layer of muscle in his palm, which was slender and tactile. "It's almost fatal to run here with your physique."

In fact, with a height of 178 and a well-defined skeleton, it is enough to be called a clothes shelf. Such a figure cannot be related to being weak, but under Wen Jiyu's gaze, Lu Heyang gave birth to the illusion that he is powerless.

His face darkened, he broke free from Wen Jiyu's restraint, and sat up straight with difficulty.

Two or 10 minutes later, the vehicle arrived at the base camp. Due to the superior terrain, the geological conditions here are relatively stable. Relevant departments have set up a rescue point here, and vehicles can also drive in. If you go deeper, you can only walk. After two hours of walking, You can reach Dawu Village, which was the hardest hit.

As soon as he got out of the car, his hair and shoulders were soaked by dense rainwater. Lu Heyang stood facing the wind and looked at dozens of tents with lights in front of him, as well as temporary generators and power grids. There were shuttle medical staff, some The wounded were covered in bandages and their faces were covered with blood, and the wailing and shouting chaotically hit the eardrums. Behind the painful disorder and noise, there was hidden order and endless hope.

In order to survive, human beings have immeasurable power.

With a click, the flash light blinded Lu Heyang for an instant. He closed his eyes, turned his head, and looked at Wen Jiyu with a sullen expression.

He was holding the camera in his hand, carefully looking at the photos just taken on the display screen.

"You are really photogenic." Wen Jiyu praised.

In his eyes, Lu Heyang has an inherent compassionate temperament. He purses his cold lips, standing in the howling wind and rain, facing the collapsed and rebuilt civilization, it is indeed a very good picture.

Manpower is needed almost everywhere here, and Lu Heyang had no intention of going with him. He went to the person in charge of the disaster relief work to report, and soon a mother was carrying a five or six-year-old boy to him. It is said that the child was quite frightened. , Abnormal words and deeds.

He had just been assigned to a corner of the tent. For some reason, a small hole the size of a pinpoint was broken in the roof, and water was still dripping down. He avoided it and took out paper and pens from his bag, as well as a row of colorful watercolor pens.

"Kid, what's your name?"

Lu Heyang sat cross-legged on the floor, rubbing the top of the little boy's hair.

"It's called Doudou." The woman replied with a local accent. Her face was haggard, and she was wearing a man's ragged coat that she found out from nowhere. There was still dried mud on it. It will rustle down.

Lu Heyang frowned slightly as he looked at the little boy with his head bowed and playing with the hem of his clothes in silence.

"How old are you?" He leaned forward and asked again.

"Six years old."

Another woman answered.

Lu Heyang stopped and said: "You let the child answer by himself, he needs to express his emotions."

Doudou raised her head and glanced at Lu Heyang, her puppy-like pupils were bright and dark, timidly, her forehead was a little dirty, covered by her bangs.

With only a panicked look, he lowered his head again.

"Quickly answer uncle." The woman put her arms around the child's shoulders.

But Doudou still didn't speak, she pulled the corner of her mouth to make a grimace, then lowered her head and bit the back of the woman's hand, leaving a wet tooth mark there.

The woman gasped, and explained with pain: "I'm sorry, Doudou used to be very good, but recently she was frightened."

"It's okay." Lu Heyang smiled, and wrote down the patient's reticent and aggressive symptoms on the record sheet, "If you don't want to talk, you can draw a picture and give it to uncle, okay?"

He stuffed the colored watercolor pen into the child's palm, and he hooked it with Doudou's slender fingers, holding the brush.

"Draw whatever you want."

Doudou glanced at her mother secretly, then turned around and lay down on the ground.The simple tungsten lamp was shining above his head, under the dim yellow light, he bit his lip, and carefully painted on the paper stroke by stroke.

Lu Heyang lowered his head to confirm that the battery of the phone was still 20%.He turned on the flashlight function and held it up to illuminate Doudou.

About 10 minutes later, Lu Heyang saw that Doudou had filled in the last line with a black pen and capped the pen.

"Did you finish the painting?"

Doudou nodded.

Lu Heyang picked up the painting, his eyes wandered, and his face became serious.

"The child's father..." Lu Heyang hesitated to speak.

"Didn't run out."

The collapsed house, the submerged home, and the husband with no bones left, this should be a matter of grief, but the woman spoke with a blank expression, as if she didn't care about it.

"Doudou." Lu Heyang said, "Go and play with that nurse sister outside for a while, okay?"

Doudou got up, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"I'll pick up mom later." Lu Heyang took his little hand and saw him nodding his head emphatically.

After Doudou went out, Lu Heyang restrained his smile, the corners of his lips were straightened, and his eyes were sharp.

He said bluntly: "Excuse me, is your husband domestic violence?"

"Domestic violence..." The woman repeated the word subconsciously, as if it was difficult to understand the meaning. Suddenly, her face changed drastically, and she denied it: "No, there is no such thing."

Lu Heyang turned Doudou's painting over and pointed to the pattern on it.

"One..." He lowered his eyes to take another look at Doudou's very abstract and naive painting skills, "Let's just think it's a tiger, with two ears and the word 'King' on its forehead."

"These are two sheep." He put his finger on one of the sheep, "One is big and the other is small."

The woman looked suspiciously.

"Other Sun Cloud Grasslands have normal colors, which shows that he has an objective perception of the image of things. But the tiger is black, and the teeth and tiger claws are the most obvious parts. The body only uses two threads to pass through. It shows that his attention is on the most aggressive part of the tiger."

"The eyes of sheep, some are red, some are blue."

Lu Heyang pointed at the messy color, as if witnessing a huge scar.

"He's seen blood and tears."

The woman's face flushed red, tears accumulated in her eyes, and her fingers trembled unconsciously.

"The most important thing is that this tiger, with its four feet up, is a posture that is no longer threatening." Lu Heyang pondered for a moment, staring at the pale and desperate woman in front of him through his glasses, "There is one more thing that I think is very important. strangeness."

"The two sheep have different colors. In Doudou's eyes, the color that represents you is brown."

trip over tin box

There are about three chapters left and Xun will catch up. The so-called little farewell is better than a newlywed (bushi), don't be impatient