Wild Journey

Taking advantage of the darkness, they hid in an office building.

There are pharmacies and convenience stores at the bottom of the store, Gu Xiao went to get supplies, while Mu Han stayed upstairs, trying to find a way to contact rescue.The dilapidated communicator is like an old man in his dying years, and when he touches it twice casually, it makes a rattling sound that he is on the verge of strike. Mu Han skillfully twists and turns the rusty antenna, knocks the communicator on the ground twice, but there is no response, and then Knocked twice.

The girl's face was full of horror, and she stretched out her hand towards Mu Han: "Hey, the thing can't be used like this, you give it to me, and I'll fix it for you."

Mu Han looked up at her, and handed over the communicator.

When Gu Xiao came back, he threw the bag containing food to Mu Han, took a bottle of water and a bag containing medicine, and walked towards the young man.

"Do you want to bandage him?" The girl volunteered, "I have learned a little first aid, so I can help—"

Gu Xiao refused, "No need."

The girl groaned and had no choice but to give up.

Gu Xiao held the young man in his arms, first wiped off the blood with cotton wool soaked in water, and then checked his wound.The young man's forehead and the back of his head had obvious marks of being hit by a blunt object. Some places were damaged and bloody, and some places were congested or bruised. He was suppressed again.With a dark face, he sprinkled some medicinal powder on the cotton wool, intending to help the young man treat the wound, but with just a light touch, the young man's breathing suddenly changed, and his brows furrowed deeply.

Gu Xiao paused, and then took out the instant painkiller, but the pill was too big, and the young man's jaw was closed tightly, so Gu Xiao had to chew the pill, took some water, and fed him mouth to mouth Down.After the young man drank the medicine, it took about a few minutes for him to feel the pain before the pain finally eased, and Gu Xiao started to take the medicine again.

After treating the brain injury, Gu Xiao took off the young man's shirt, applied ointment on the whip wound on his chest, and turned him over again. Just as he was about to look at the wound on his back, his gaze suddenly stopped on his lower back. place.

——At the end of the waistline, where the trouser seam is about to disappear, there is a tattoo with only one letter, G.

Gu Xiao frowned, a little distracted, he stared at the tattoo for a long time before turning to look at the young man's face.

The young man was still asleep, his face was serene, gentle and pleasing to the eye. Gu Xiao looked at him blankly. After a long time, he picked up the shirt that fell on the ground, put it on gently for him, and patiently fastened the buttons to the collar. At the top, after thinking about it, Gu Xiao took off his coat and wrapped it around his body, then got up and walked towards Mu Han.

Mu Han was chatting with the girl: "What's your name?"

"Fang Xiaowen, what about you?" The girl was assembling the communicator, and then said to Mu Han, "The inside of your communicator is rusty, and it's hard to use after repairing it. Get a new one as soon as possible."

Mu Han murmured to show he knew: "My name is Mu Han, and his name is Gu Xiao."

Sitting next to Mu Han, Gu Xiao opened a bottle of Coke and drank it.

Mu Han asked again: "Are you still studying? Which school?"

"I'm studying. It's not a famous school. I guess you haven't heard of it." Fang Xiaowen handed the communicator to Mu Han, and asked casually, "Are there only two people in your mercenary group?"

Hearing this, Mu Han's eyes darkened slightly, and he covered them again. He took the communicator and replied, "No, there were six people before."

Fang Xiaowen: "Then why are you two left?"

Mu Han smiled hoarsely: "I'm dead."

Hearing Mu Hanruo's seeming depression, Fang Xiaowen swallowed the question 'why did he die' back into his abdominal cavity abruptly, and changed the topic: "A mercenary regiment usually consists of a few people, do you want technical arms?"

Mu Han: "Do you want to be a mercenary?"

Fang Xiaowen nodded honestly: "You guys are so cool."

It has always been Mu Han's dream to lure a cheap technical soldier back to the regiment, but obviously, Fang Xiaowen is not a suitable candidate, she hasn't graduated yet, and she has no ability to protect herself at all, so Mu Han put an end to her thoughts with a smile: " What's the use of being cool if it's not easy to do? You won't feel cool when someone dies someday."

Fang Xiaowen curled his lips and stopped talking.

In the middle of the night, Fang Xiaowen fell asleep wrapped in a young man's coat, Mu Han was trying to contact the military, and Gu Xiao was cleaning his knife.

The black saber was extremely sharp, and the slender white fingers under the fingerless gloves lightly pressed against the blade, slowly slashing across it from top to bottom.

Mu Han asked: "Is that knife your wife? Hug each other every day."

Gu Xiao likes to clean his little saber when he has nothing to do, and it can last a whole day once he wipes it. Mu Han has known him for four or five years, and he still doesn't quite understand what kind of special hobby this is.

Gu Xiao turned over his wrist, put the knife into the sheath neatly, and didn't answer. At this moment, a half-moan of pain rang out behind his ear.

The young man awoke from a coma.

Gu Xiao's reaction was a little hesitant, and he immediately turned his head to look over. Afterwards, he seemed to realize his gaffe, and he calmly sullenly walked to the side of the young man in silence.

The young man covered his head in pain, looked at Gu Xiao, then looked around, and finally looked back at Gu Xiao, with no waves on his face except the bewilderment and vigilance when facing a strange environment.

Gu Xiao was taken aback.

The young man asked him hoarsely, "Is there any water?"

Gu Xiao's eyes were full of doubts. The young man was uncomfortable being looked at by him, and his eyes began to be full of doubts. The two looked at each other for a long time with question marks on their heads. Gu Xiao asked suspiciously: "What's your name?"

Young man: "Water."

Gu Xiao had no choice but to hand over the water bottle first.

After drinking the water, the young man cleared his throat and said, "Feng Yao."

So the doubts in Gu Xiao's eyes became more serious, and this time there was a little more surprise, mixed together, and turned into disbelief.

Feng Yao: "???"

Feng Yao's brows were full of unfamiliarity and suspicion, and he asked tentatively, "Do you know me?"

Gu Xiao didn't speak, as if he was thinking.

Feng Yao continued to ask: "Are you from the military? Haven't we returned to the headquarters? Where is this?"

"Out of touch with the main force."

Mu Han walked over and threw a bag of bread to Feng Yao's hand, Feng Yao thanked him, and finally said, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry, didn't you save them? You even blew up the arsenal. Without you, we might not be able to break through now." Mu Han sat on the ground, introduced himself, and asked Feng Yao's name.

"Feng Yao." Feng Yao answered him.

Mu Han didn't react: "What?"

Feng Yao said it again tirelessly.

Mu Han's expression froze on the spot.If he remembers correctly, before Gu Xiao met him, he had an unforgettable love, the name of the lover he could never forget, the name he whispered unconsciously when he dreamed back at midnight and was drunk—it seemed to be Feng Yao.

Mu Han raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Gu Xiao.

Gu Xiao squinted over, his eyes beckoning him to shut up.

Oh, can't say.Mu Han touched his nose, changed the topic, and asked Feng Yao, "How do you feel now?"

Feng Yao rubbed his knees, and said vaguely: "It's okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Xiao raised his hand and pressed it on his knee. A sharp pain came from between his patellas. Feng Yao took a breath and subconsciously wanted to block Gu Xiao's hand, but he couldn't. .

Gu Xiao asked: "Kneecap was knocked?"

Feng Yao hummed in a low voice.

Gu Xiao groped for the joints through his pants, Feng Yao's muscles tensed from the pain, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Gu Xiao.

Gu Xiao: "Take it off."

Feng Yao took off his pants, and Gu Xiao looked at Mu Han expressionlessly.

Mu Han: "..."

The corner of Mu Han's mouth twitched, and he sat in the distance silently.

Feng Yao took his trousers down to his knees. He has not been exposed to the sun all year round, and his skin color on his thighs is almost translucent. Gu Xiao lowered his eyes, pressed his fingertips against the bare skin on Feng Yao's knees, and paused for no reason. .

Feng Yao saw that Gu Xiao seemed to be in a daze: "What's wrong?"

Gu Xiao didn't answer, he held Feng Yao's knee, and caught a glimpse of the tattoo from the corner of his eye: "Do you have a tattoo?"

Feng Yao nodded, and Gu Xiao asked again: "What does G stand for?"

Feng Yao: "I don't remember clearly... Hiss..."

The pain of the patella repositioning was extremely severe, Feng Yao bowed up reflexively, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, he unconsciously pressed his eyelids tightly, and in his narrow field of vision, he saw Gu Xiao staring at him intently. My own eyes are dark and unpredictable.

What the hell is going on with this man?Why do you always look at me?Feng Yao felt very strange, he asked: "You really don't know me?"

Gu Xiao turned his eyes away, and said flatly, "I don't know."

Feng Yao: "..." Then what are you looking at?

Seemingly seeing Feng Yao's slander, Gu Xiao smiled softly, that smile was very lazy, with a hint of impenetrability, a bit like a superficial smile, he asked: "Does it hurt?"

Feng Yao didn't look at him any more, just lowered his head and put on his pants, and ended the conversation perfunctorily: "It's okay, thanks."