In the early spring, the clouds have not become thick, so the rain will not be able to gather momentum, and the spring rain that makes many people happy will continue to silence in the silent sky.
Mu Yun woke up, at least he opened his eyes slightly.
He could not remember how many nightmares he had during his sleep. The content of nightmares fluctuated very much, as if the person involved was not himself, but it seemed to be extremely real.
Even in his mouth, there was still the bloody smell that had been exuded from the hard chewing.
I don't know why. Even though Muyun can barely open his eyes now, everything he sees in front of him is blurry, as if there is a layer of fog, or as if there is a water wave spread on somewhere.
So Mu Yun closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to things that could not be seen clearly outside, but felt the current situation in his own body. He knew very well how he had survived before. Although he fainted for a while, he still remembered everything about him.
For example, his left hand was burned because he wanted to touch the corpse in the bonfire, for example, the stone house he had stayed in collapsed due to a strong wind, and buried himself. It is estimated that the bones are also slightly misplaced, and for example, the discomfort caused by eating something that should not be eaten, the legs and feet twitch, and the head is dizzy.
After experiencing many nightmares, Muyun survived very hard and knew how bad his body was, but he was also surprised why he was still alive now, and his body seemed not as painful as before.
It seems that in order to give Mu Yun an answer to his doubts, a faint sound of footsteps came from the side, and the sound of the wooden structure collapsing on the ground. This voice suddenly seemed strange to Muyun, but he thought it would have been familiar two years ago.
The sound of footsteps gets closer and closer, and then disappears in a very close place. Then Mu Yun feels a pair of rough hands, gently opens his eyelids, and drops a drop of liquid into his blurred world, as do his two eyes.
With a burst of acerbity coming from his eyes, Muyun gradually felt a clear light in the darkness, and then the light gradually enlarged, so bright that Muyun wanted to open his eyes.
So he listened to his own ideas.
An old man with his head bent down and touched his wrist came into sight. The old man's skin was wrinkled and rough, his eyebrows were locked tightly, and the light in his eyes was much darker than the warmth Mu Yun had just felt.
"Can you see it clearly?" the old man said, without much surprise in his voice.
Mu Yun was immersed in the clear scenery again and nodded naturally, but after a while he realized something and wanted to sit up.
As a result, there was no less pain all over the body than before, which made Mu Yun grimace and lie down again.
The old man is more than 60 years old. His name is Song Bocai. He is a famous doctor in this city.
Song Bucai understood that the boy wanted to thank himself, so he said: "You don't have to say anything to me. It's my duty to save people, not to mention to save a child who dares to crawl in foreign lands and even eat those corpses to get autopsy."
While Song Bucai was speaking, Mu Yun felt that his hand was touching his wrist and suddenly tightened, but he didn't care. He wanted to say thank you, but he couldn't say anything at all, and was blocked by a sense of nausea.
Song Bucai sighed and said slowly, "I haven't seen such a wonderful flower like you for many years. I can't imagine what you have experienced in Outland. But now your health is not very good. You'd better move less and talk less."
Hearing the words, Muyun nodded, and expressed gratitude to the old doctor with his eyes, even guilt.
Song Bucai naturally didn't know why Muyun felt guilty to himself, but Muyun knew it and thought with a bitter smile that he had seen the old man before he fainted. The first idea in his mind was as simple as he had imagined it countless times.
Eat him.
After all, Mu Yun, who had experienced that kind of torture at that time, was really hungry, and he also knew that it was not difficult to eat the burned corpse.
While Muyun was thinking about some horrible and disgusting things, Song Bocai lifted the bowl to his mouth and said, "Drink it."
Mu Yun quickly shrugged off his nausea and accepted the hot medicine soup without hesitation. His trust in the old man is at least several times higher than that of the yellow wolves who gnaw at each other's companions on the wasteland.
The medicine soup rolled into the stomach and immediately gave rise to a burning feeling. But after a while, Muyun's forehead was sweating and his mouth was getting drier.
This is only Mu Yun's physical reaction now, but actually he has already felt uneasy. The dryness that originally existed in his mouth gradually invaded his mind, and soon passed out again.
Song Bucai looked at the boy who fell asleep again in front of him in silence. Suddenly, a complex meaning appeared in his eyes. Then he cleaned up the wooden bowl, rearranged the quilt on Muyun's body, and walked out of the room.
Outside the door.
Song Bucai closed the door gently, looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of the door, and was not surprised. He waved to the girl to follow.
"Teacher," the girl said softly, "what's wrong with that child? You have kept him for ten days before he woke up."
Song Bucai said, "Don't worry about it."
"Do you know who he is?"
"Who on earth is he?" Song Bucai shook his head and smiled, then said: "I bought his life with my wife's life, so why should I know who he is?"
Hearing the old man talking about his dead wife, the girl stuck out her tongue and stopped talking. Song Bucai seemed to be filled with emotion, sighed slightly, and walked towards a vacant space outside the house.
There is a solitary grave.
Then the old man came forward and touched the new tombstone.
He found medicine for his seriously ill wife in Outland, but he abandoned the deadline for his wife's treatment because he met the young man who lay on the wasteland and did not know whether he was alive or dead.
So his wife died, in a way, because of the young man.
Song Bucai clearly remembered how he felt when he saved the boy, but he knew that as a doctor, he could never refuse to save his life.
So he didn't regret it.
Just looking at the grave, looking at the loess accumulated in the backyard, thousands of thoughts turn into a sigh, an old, silent sigh.
The girl rubbed her eyes unconsciously and looked again. She found that the old man was much older.
"Go back."
Song Bucai waved his hand: "Next, I will continue to teach you how to refine medicine."
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When Muyun lost consciousness at the last moment, he thought of many things long ago, and even remembered clearly that there was only the smell of meat on his mother's table. Perhaps because of his scattered thoughts, when he opened his eyes in his dream, he returned to the stone house again.
There are cooked meat and some coarse grains on the table.
Mother smiled at herself, urged herself to eat, and then gently told her father that the food there must be much better than here.
Muyun Machinery nodded and bowed for dinner.
But my mother suddenly stood up at that time. At the same time, the wind outside suddenly became louder, but in an instant, the sound of the wind was mixed with the sound of collision and collapse.
Mu Yun looks at his mother's pale face.
He knew what was going to happen next, so he was calm.
Maybe if their mother and son live in a wooden house, they will have a chance to survive. Unfortunately, my mother is the only priestess in the village. Since she is the only one, "luxury" is deserved.
So the luxurious stone house collapsed in the midst of the wild hurricane outside. Mu Yun had no sense. The loud noise and the overwhelming smoke and dust still made him clasp his arms.
After a while, Muyun found that he did not wake up from the memory, but gradually adapted to the black environment around him. He looked aside and knew that his mother was still alive.
The mother was raising her hands at this time, but her hands did not touch the object, but there were a few suspended boulders at the top, which were the roof beams of the stone house. With a soft drink and a wave of her hands, the boulder flew to the side with a "boom".
Mu Yun is silent.
After a long silence, the mother said, "We can't get out."
Then he began to hold Muyun in his arms, muttering "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid" in a tone full of remorse and regret.
Mu Yun bit the tip of his tongue with all his strength, and when he tasted the fishy smell in his mouth, he also woke up from the dream. He was breathing slightly despite the blood flowing out of his mouth.
He really didn't want to recall the following plot in this way. At that time, he didn't understand it. But now, once he remembered that his mother handed him a piece of meat he had missed for a long time in the empty dark ruins, Muyun's heart would be like a knife.
The reason why Muyun was able to come out was that until her mother died, another hurricane came.
Muyun saw darkness in the first hurricane and his mother in the second, but he could not recognize her at the first time.
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Back to reality, Mu Yun was relieved by the wooden room in front of him, and even wanted to fall asleep again. After all, he had not lived in a house for nearly two years.
Muyun moved his arm and found that he was almost all right. He didn't know how long he had been in a coma, how skillful the old man was, and how his poor body could recover.
As the body seemed to recover as before, Muyun got out of bed and was preparing to feel the breath of human civilization. The door was opened with a "squeak", and a strong smell of herbs came in.
Mu Yun naturally prepared to meet him, only to find that the visitor was a beautiful girl who was looking at him in surprise and asked softly, "Are you awake?"
Mu Yun felt that the girl's brain was a little inflexible at a moment.
He replied, "Nonsense."
Then he himself was stunned, and found that the dry and dry heat in his throat had disappeared, and his voice had returned to its former clarity.
However, it was obviously the girl who was more shocked. After all, the teenager who had got out of bed by himself had been in a coma for more than half a month before. He woke up once during the period but didn't speak like a mute. Now he spoke in a clear voice, which surprised her.
But another kind of emotion called exasperation soon came to the girl's mind. After all, her teacher had taken the boy in kindly. Unexpectedly, the boy was rude when he opened his mouth.
The girl thought for a moment and decided to give the man a hand in her own right. Then she looked up slightly and said, "Do you know who I am?"
Mu Yun looked at the girl and asked seriously, "Is it related to me?"
The girl choked, glared at her eyes and said angrily, "Of course it matters! My teacher saved your life!"
Mu Yun nodded to show his understanding, and then asked, "Tell me the name of the teacher."
The girl puffed her cheeks and said, "My name is Jinlan."
"OK." Mu Yun didn't change his movements or even his expression. "Then what's your teacher's name?"
In Mu Yun's heart, he really doesn't need to say something to the girl named Jin Lan in front of him. First, he doesn't know this person at all, and he doesn't have direct gratitude to himself after listening to her words, so he doesn't need to know; In addition, he is eager to find the old doctor. After thanking him and thanking him, he will leave here. After all, he still feels that he does not belong to this peaceful place.
Jinlan looked at the serious but annoying teenager in front of her, and suddenly felt powerless, so she said: "The teacher's surname is Song Mingbuzai, and he is a famous doctor in this city."
"Song Bucai." Muyun repeated in a low voice, then looked up to Jinlan and said, "I see."
Then he saw Jinlan, whose face was a little depressed, and finally smiled and said, "My name is Muyun, thank you."
Jinlan, who was still immersed in frustration and anger, suddenly froze, turned to a lovely smile and waved her hand: "There's no need to thank you... hehe."
