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Chapter 43 In the Darkness
Chapter 43 In the Darkness
Ye Rong lowered his head and stared at the human-shaped concrete, limbs, torso, and head. He looked at it a little bit, and finally stopped to sketch a smile on the face of the "human".
"You ripped her soul to pieces, then it's up to you to mend it up piece by piece with blood and flesh, be my idol, and smile at me forever!"
Somehow, Ye Rong suddenly thought of Han Jing's absurd mad words.
He shook his head, pushed the strange thought out of his head, and continued to follow people to lift the body onto a scooter and step on the mud pit to pull it back.
The corpses piled up in the small warehouse, as if they were cursed.
For a time, the whole village was in a state of turmoil, and no one could guarantee that they were absolutely safe.
Misfortunes do not come singly. Because of poor food and sleep, the temperature dropped rapidly after a few days of heavy rain, and after helping out with the rain several times, the otaku's physique was not as good as that of Fu Wenyuan and others, and Ye Rong had a cold and fever that night.
Ye Rong was burning in a daze, and only in the confusion of consciousness knew that Fu Wenyuan was walking on his back in the heavy rain. His back was broad and warm, making Ye Rong, who had been chilling all the time, feel the constant heat.
It seems that this scene happened a long time ago, so long that Ye Rong felt that it was a scene from a previous life.
The deity, who does not eat fireworks, wears a breeze and bright moon and carries his world on his back.
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Fu Wenyuan finally found a clinic in a nook and cranny. As one can imagine, the dilapidated clinic had extremely poor conditions and facilities. Fu Wenyuan was worried that the dim-eyed, barefoot doctor would not be able to find Ye Rong's blood vessels.
Fu Wenyuan could only ask the doctor to prescribe a few pairs of the simplest antipyretics.
Although this disease looked menacing, it was actually a paper tiger. It came and went quickly. Ye Rong slept with his head covered and covered his body with hot sweat, and when he woke up, he was much more relaxed.
Fu Wenyuan has been standing by the side, holding his hand and sitting on the chair for a nap, as soon as Ye Rong moves, he opens his eyes and leans over.
He raised his hand to test the temperature of Ye Rong's forehead, making sure it didn't get hot again, and then he slowly calmed down.
Ye Rong moved his head feebly, and pressed his cheek to his palm like a docile sheep, rubbing his lips on his wrist in a pleasing manner, silently comforting Mr. Fu, who was always afraid of himself.
Fu Wenyuan opened his palms and pinched his slightly red face, and looked at it carefully. Through the light that leaked in through the cracks in the window, he caught a glimpse of the amber eyes he was looking at him, like a handful of honey, pure and clear. But it is sticky, and there are too many feelings that make people fall into it at a glance.
Dependence, nostalgia and love without a trace of impurities.
Fu Wenyuan had never seen such touching eyes, and he was just a mortal person, who was easily captured by the sweetheart in front of him.
So he couldn't hold back and kissed Ye Rong's eyes.
Ye Rong quickly closed his eyes, but the warm touch was still moving down little by little, he waited for a while and couldn't bear to push Fu Wenyuan away.
"Don't, don't, I'm still catching a cold, be careful of infecting you." Ye Rong sincerely refused.
Just as Fu Wenyuan wanted to say that he rarely got sick, he remembered that he was slapped in the face last time at Duyun Villa.
But this time the situation was special. In this ghost place, Tiantian should not be called Earthly Difficult. Ye Rong had already fallen ill, and he was determined not to have any more accidents.
Fu Wenyuan reluctantly retreated back to sit on the chair and shook Ye Rong's hand again, "Are you hungry? Thirsty? Want to go to the toilet?"
Ye Rong shook his head, thinking that there is no need, I have a cold and a fever, not a severe disability.
At this time, the trembling old doctor, leaning on crutches, opened the curtain of the door and leaned out half of his body. He was a little behind his ears, and he shouted out unconsciously, "Pingwa from Lao Liutou's family said to deliver meals to the brigade, let him Go back and eat something warm."
Ye Rong immediately gestured to Fu Wenyuan and asked him to go back to eat first.
Fu Wenyuan thanked the old doctor, watched the man slowly disappear from behind the curtain, and then turned to look at Ye Rong.
Ye Rong looked sincere, "I really can't eat it now, my stomach is sore, you go first, I'll wait for you here."
Fu Wenyuan was very stubborn and did not move.
Ye Rong had no choice but to use his trump card, turning into a delicate flower, and said weakly, "My good brother, if you are starving and dizzy, you will not have the strength to take care of the poor me."
This statement really worked, Fu Wenyuan seemed to weigh it for a while, stood up and probed Ye Rong's temperature, then silently put on his raincoat, and said softly, "I'll be back soon."
Ye Rong waved his hand: "Go!"
Not long after the person left, Ye Rong started to feel sleepy again after being bored alone. The old doctor listened to the voice outside as if he was making medicine. It was very rhythmic and made people yawn.
Ye Rong yawned, shook his head and fell asleep.
After a sleepless night, when Ye Rong woke up again top-heavy, a person was sitting quietly beside the bed in the darkness.
He subconsciously thought it was Fu Wenyuan, but after calling several times, the person did not respond.
The sound of pounding the medicine outside the house has not stopped, and he is crushing something, again and again, thump, thump, as if Ye Rong's heartbeat is getting heavier and heavier.
Ye Rong noticed something was wrong, and in silence, he thought strangely of the corpses that were discovered one after another. He struggled to sit up and unconsciously grabbed the quilt.
Just when Ye Rong was about to give his life a blow and give him the first punch, the man in the dark suddenly made a sound, he was an acquaintance.
"Brother Ye, I'm sorry."
Liu Ping suddenly sounded with a crying voice.
[The author has something to say: I will perform a slippery knee for everyone, I didn't update it well, just because I am too lazy]