If those madmen are attacking everywhere, the wall of this deep pit is obviously a good place to hide, but the prerequisite is that there must be a safe place to stay. Looking at the scene in front of me, I judged that these three people may have fallen into the pit one after another accidentally.
Inside the pit, because the distance between them is not far.
Just in the blink of an eye after seeing them clearly, I felt tremendous pressure and indescribable anxiety. Because when I looked at them, the first thing I saw was Qingyu's figure. She had nothing to draw on,
Holding Chen Lao's legs tightly, her body was almost suspended in the air. An open flashlight was stuck in her arm. The light swayed and illuminated a figure like duckweed on the wall of the pit.
Mr. Chen stretched out his hands and clawed at a very narrow crack in the pit wall. The crack was only four fingers wide and there was not much room for movement. His legs were being held by Qing Yu, which meant that both legs had lost their function.
The two people weighed more than 200 kilograms, all supported by ten fingers. It seemed that they had been supporting it like this for a long time.
I believe that intellectuals who learn history may be the ones with the strongest will and beliefs, because they are familiar with the past and all the complex or subtle relationships in this world. They can think far and can often withstand inhuman things.
Torture and blows. Mr. Chen's body is not very strong, so he endured such hardship for a long time. Most people can't do it.
Next to Mr. Chen and Qingyu is the teacher Yao who I hate very much. At this time, Mr. Yao can't say a word of nonsense. His situation is better than Mr. Chen and the others because his legs are free.
You can step on the smooth pit wall at any time to relieve the burden on your hands.
"Find a way... get up..." Teacher Yao shouted like squeezing out toothpaste. Mr. Chen didn't respond. He might have been speechless. The weight of more than 200 kilograms was hanging like that.
, even breathing a sigh of relief can lead to accidents.
I don't know if the timing of my appearance was just a coincidence. Within ten seconds after I saw the three of them, Mr. Chen's endurance finally reached the end and he couldn't hold on any longer.
"Qingyu..." Mr. Chen's body twisted slightly in pain. He reluctantly lowered his head, looked at his wife who was holding his legs, and cried out.
This cry with a cry clearly made Qingyu and Teacher Yao on the side feel strange. My heart suddenly became confused, because I could feel that this cry was not so simple, and there was a deep apology in it.
, Secondly, there is a kind of release of human nature. But I can't catch up at all. Even if I run around the pit and run to them at the fastest speed, it will take time.
"Qingyu, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Mr. Chen turned around and continued to twist his body in pain.
Then, he bent his legs and struggled to free one leg from Qingyu's arms. At that moment, Qingyu was stunned. She might have felt what Mr. Chen was going to do.
The scene that followed may be shocking to many people. It was this scene that completely tilted Mr. Chen's image in my mind.
He used his freed leg to push Qingyu's arm hard to get rid of Qingyu. The moment he exerted force, Qingyu seemed to have regained his composure. She knew that she would have to fall down to lighten her burden.
Only then did Mr. Chen have a chance to survive.
I don’t think anyone can truly understand Qingyu’s feelings at this moment. Is it sourness, pain, hatred, resentment? A person who has been with me for so many years lost his courage at the moment of life and death. The vows made to each other were made in an instant.
Turned into a ridiculous bubble.
"Chen Kegui!" Teacher Yao was stunned for a moment, and then shouted with all his strength: "What are you going to do!"
"Whispering..." Mr. Chen began to cry bitterly. I believe his love for his wife is not false, but the selfish nature of people is exposed at this moment. If possible, no one wants to die, including Mr. Chen.
In this way, he cried bitterly and kept whispering.
Perhaps, what happened next was unexpected by Mr. Chen, including me. If it were another person, she would have been full of resentment and unwillingness at this time, but Qingyu didn't. After she fully understood Mr. Chen's intention,
Very quietly, he let go of his hand.
I couldn't see her expression clearly at this time, but I could vaguely imagine that there must be the last drop of tears in her pitiful eyes.
Without any suspense, Qingyu fell from the edge of the pit, like a dying butterfly, leaving its most gorgeous trajectory in mid-air. It was a kind of desolate beauty, like the end of the curtain.
I stopped immediately while running and stood there blankly, my mind going blank. This is how Mr. Chen’s wife died. No wonder Mr. Chen kept silent about his wife for many years to come. His
I must have felt deep guilt in my heart. After Dayanpo, Mr. Chen did not marry again and spent twenty or thirty years alone.
I felt like I was starting to hate him. Even though there was no relationship between her and I, and it was even the first time we met, what he did made me feel disgusted.
But when the hatred in my heart appeared, I didn’t know why, but I suddenly remembered what Mr. Chen had said to me more than once. Every time he said this, it was usually because of various reasons.
When I have opinions about other people in the institute, Mr. Chen doesn't criticize me. He just tells me: Don't lose your temper in a hurry. Think about everything in my shoes. If it were you, you wouldn't necessarily do better than others.
better.
Maybe, only here and now can I understand Mr. Chen's tone when he said those words. His tone was slow and heavy.
It is undeniable that I also want to live. If the situation at this time happened to me and I could only survive by abandoning my wife, what would I do? Would I do better than Mr. Chen? In different environments, people’s thinking
It's definitely different. When I'm not in danger, I will definitely think without hesitation that I want to live and die with her. However, after thinking about it again, I hesitate because I can't guarantee that I will survive in that situation.
Will you lose your mind due to the severe situation and pressure?
"Chen Kegui!" Teacher Yao interrupted my train of thought with another shout. He witnessed the whole process. While picking at the few small gaps in the wall of the pit, he scolded: "You are committing a crime! You let
Shame on us!"
"Stop talking!" Mr. Chen turned around and began to retort, whispering and falling down, which caused his pressure to suddenly reduce, and his legs also found a place where they could lend some strength. The situation suddenly improved, but he may also be extremely sad in his heart.
I don’t want Teacher Yao to mention this matter.
"Why don't you say it! You are committing a crime! You are a sinner!" Teacher Yao then shouted: "I want to report this situation to the organization! You will get the punishment you deserve!"
"No! Don't!" Mr. Chen cried bitterly. Under the circumstances at that time, if he did such a thing, even if the circumstances were special, Mr. Chen would not be punished by law, but at least his personal quality would be stained, regardless of his relatives, friends or superiors.
It is impossible for the organization to treat him the way it did in the past.
Teacher Yao is the kind of person who is relatively mean. This is probably a legacy left over from the Cultural Revolution. Once he grabs the other person's pigtails, no matter how big or small he is, he wants to beat him to death. He kept accusing Chen.
Old, his words were harsh, implying intimidation and ridicule. Old Chen might really not be able to bear such a double blow. He hesitated in his original position. Then, he slowly stretched out one leg. When he felt that he could
When he touched Teacher Yao, Mr. Chen suddenly exerted his strength and kicked him down.
"Chen Kegui, you..."
Before he finished speaking, Teacher Yao was kicked in the face. He immediately lost his balance, raised his head and fell from the pit wall. That height, and the darkness deep in the pit wall, made him fall.
Teacher Yao let out a shrill roar. This roar was so harsh that it shocked my heart.
This may be the most authentic voice of a person, because he has no chance to hide it. When I heard this roar, I suddenly thought of the conversation between Wu Shengli and Mr. Chen when he was about to die. At that time, Wu Shengli did not
What he said was just a series of sneers. That kind of sneer was very unfamiliar and seemed completely different from Wu Shengli’s usual accent. But at this time, I had realized that Teacher Yao’s roar and Wu Shengli’s sneer seemed to be the same thing.
Issued by individuals.
Teacher Yao, is this Wu Shengli?
Mr. Chen had no obstacles at all. He climbed up the wall of the pit with difficulty, then climbed to the edge and turned over. It was only then that he saw me. We were not far apart, and our expressions were very different.
The figure looked a little blurry, and if I hadn't been familiar with Mr. Chen, I might not have recognized him. As for Mr. Chen, he would never have recognized that I was the "face-changing man" just now.
Mr. Chen was obviously tortured to the extreme that his nerves could bear. He probably didn’t want to get into any more trouble. His only idea was to leave this place as quickly as possible. So we looked at each other and Mr. Chen turned around and ran away.
very fast.
I didn't chase him. Things had already happened. There would be no use in chasing him. I was thinking about another question. The depth of this pit could not be determined visually. When Qingyu just fell down, I felt that she
He will definitely die. But Teacher Yao’s roar reminded me that I am still not sure whether Teacher Yao is Wu Shengli, but I would rather believe that he is Wu Shengli. Only thinking about it this way will make me feel that from the edge
People who fall into a deep pit will not necessarily die.
Whether alive or dead, I need to take a look.
I quickly ran back to the place where I had just fought with those madmen. The team members were all dead. I took out some things and tools from their bodies and bags. There were still their people on the ground. If you knew what was going on below
If something goes wrong, the rescue team will arrive soon. I have to hurry up. I took these tools and ran back to the place where Qingyu and Teacher Yao fell just now. I tied two ropes and found a place to fix them on the edge of the pit.
Then he grabbed the rope tightly and started sliding down the stone wall all the way.
Qingyu, this woman who made me have a strange feeling, I really don't want her to die. Before coming to Dayanpo, I was very sorry for her death, because I felt that once she died, the true meaning of the bird's beak inscription would be completely cut off.
, but now, the meaning of the beak inscription doesn't seem to be that important. I just don't want her to die, I want her to live well, it's that simple.