There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

Ning Chuyang, who had seen the scene, felt that the filled duck was really not easy.

It's just that for Feng Qianqian, who has already had his wish and has a disability and aspiration, this is not so much a threat as it is to be funny.

"I really don't want to eat..." Feng Qianqian sighed, and when he spoke again, his voice was unconsciously lowered, "I am like this, it makes no difference whether you eat or not. You have nothing to eat, just don't let me I was wasting food."

I knew it, I knew it would be nothing good for this person to write a suicide note.

Although Ning Chuyang was not as keen as Yu Nianbing before grabbing Feng Qianqian's hand against the wound, she knew what the situation was now.

It's just that... Ning Chuyang is okay, and it is a bit embarrassing for her to persuade people to regain the hope of life.

Facing such a weak and weak leaning on the backpack, seeing Feng Qianqian who was about to close his eyes, Ning Chuyang let alone search for some comforting thoughts and inspirational words. If he cursed, he would not clenched his teeth. Feng Qianqian looked at him.

It's better to die than to live. What happened to these people?

If you don’t get to the mountains, you’ll be separated, and you don’t want to live if you don’t get to the water...

Who are you looking for in this show!

Ning Chuyang walked out of the tent with a black face.

Feng Qianqian, who closed his eyes to avoid communication, let out a sigh of relief.

Whether it was the footsteps of Ning Chuyang leaving, or the sound of relief by Feng Qianqian who was obviously different from normal breathing, they all heard Song Shiyue's ears.

Interestingly, she seemed to hear something else vaguely.

Song Shiyue, who was only conscious, had a hard time passing these days.The despair that thought it would dissipate, turned into a conscious and sensible vegetative, even more desperate, helpless and helpless... It dragged Yu Nianbing's guilt, heartache, and even more complex emotions...

Oh, by the way, and the wash every night that makes people so embarrassed that they can’t just dissipate...

Life is really too difficult.

Song Shiyue was taken care of by Yu Nianbing for a long time.Just two people are in one place, there is no conversation quietly, and those emotions become bigger and bigger.

But now that there is not enough manpower, Song Shiyue is lying here, listening to the interruption by the sound next to her, she feels a little more relaxed.

It's a pity that my body has not recovered, my hearing is normal, and some movements are unclear.

However, from those faint voices, Song Shiyue felt that Feng Qianqian was still too young and definitely relaxed too early.

Sure enough, Ning Chuyang's footsteps approached the tent soon.

Pretending to be asleep, Feng Qianqian glanced at the entrance of the tent subconsciously, and with one glance, he confronted Ning Chuyang who was holding a bowl of porridge.

Ning Chuyang looked at the man leaning on the backpack. He clearly saw him. He even dared to keep closing his eyes and pretending to sleep. It really made people...

I really want to duck!

It's really annoying.

Ning Chuyang began to understand that Yu Nianbing was a little rude last night. Song Shiyue seemed to want to talk at that time. Maybe Yu Nianbing had foreseen it, so she didn’t let Song Shiyue talk to Feng Qianqian just now. if that's the case.

Some people shouldn't let them have a chance to speak!

Song Shiyue, who was secretly rubbing and waiting to hear other ducks being filled, also did not expect that in Ning Chuyang's heart, she had attributed herself to someone who was not motivated like Feng Qianqian.

"Don't pretend, you have the ability to pretend to sleep, and you have the ability to snorting." Ning Chuyang sat down next to Feng Qianqian's head unanimously, learning what Yu Nianbing was like last night, lying half on the backpack. The man fished into his arms and looked unhappy, but he carefully supported his head with his hands, and put him on his shoulders.

Feng Qianqian, who was changed position without being wary, could still pretend to be there, and quickly held up his hand to get out of Ning Chuyang's arms.

Even if Ning Chuyang ate less in order to save some rations these days, in terms of strength, he was better than Feng Qianqian, who hadn't eaten anything like this.

With the strength to shake even a little bit of the charcoal stick, in Ning Chuyang's eyes, it would be better to catch the struggling cat.

"Okay, your strength is almost the same as Song Shiyue, who can only move his head. If you want to push me away with strength, just eat well." Ning Chuyang pressed lightly, and brought people together. Hooping his arms, he slowly opened the porridge bowl, "Look, scallop ribs porridge, eat it honestly, drink water and take medicine, you can get rid of me and lie back."

Feng Qianqian struggled with all her strength and struggled twice. Ning Chuyang couldn't be shaken at all. Even the porridge in the bowl she was holding was not rippling. What else could she do...

Ning Chuyang scooped up a spoonful of porridge, but was not in a hurry to feed it into Feng Qianqian’s mouth. Instead, he spoke again: "I don’t know how to say anything nice. I know you don’t want to eat or drink or take medicine. I want to finish the game earlier. But do you think we can watch you finish? I think you haven’t asked other people for so long, and you still told us about the layout of the road behind. You woke up when we didn’t know it before Let's pass it. Anyway, that's the case. Now, except for the two of you lying down in the camp, only Mr. Yu and Mrs. Zhuang are left in the camp. We need to stay in this camp for a few days. The protective cover is gone. We need to make fence traps. You have to go out to find food. If you don’t eat well, one-third of the labor force in the camp now, that is me, will have to spend with you here. Do you still think that your hunger strike is reducing our burden?"

Some things, see through, don't tell.

Ning Chuyang was so straightforward, Feng Qianqian had such a plan in his heart, and his eyes were flushed.

"Who wants you to spend with me, can you just leave me alone?" Feng Qianqian made an ineffective struggle again, tears all falling, "You take Song Shiyue and go forward. I was nothing with you. Relationship, my legs would not get better without medicine. Why waste food for me to delay the trip. You three bring Song Shiyue with one, so how can you rush forward slowly? Eat food tightly. It's okay to support to the next camp. But I...what am I...you three, how can it be impossible to take the two of us on the road...when the time comes...it's not... it might as well forget it now... …I’m nothing...just leave it alone, okay?"

Feng Qianqian's words gradually became more uncomfortable because of the falling tears and choking.

It's just that both Ning Chuyang and Song Shiyue understood the unfinished meaning.

Song Shiyue, of course, could only sigh in silence.

Ning Chuyang decisively interrupted Feng Qianqian's increasingly falling speech and emotions: "No, since we stay, we will take you two..."

People who interrupt people will always be interrupted.

Feng Qianqian's weak hand pressed Ning Chuyang's wrist, but he sobbed and wiped away the tears before speaking again, "I didn't mean that, I didn't want you to promise anything. I really think it's fine now. It’s already very good...I’m very grateful for your willingness to take me with you, but if you don’t say anything else, just say that Song Shiyue saved me, and I shouldn’t be a burden to you. The three of you have brought Song Shiyue with you. It's very difficult. If you take me with you, where will you have a chance... Just treat it as me repaying your favor, don't let me drag you down. Anyway, I don't have any relatives at home..."

"You mean, with you, our chances of survival will be lower, right?" Ning Chuyang tilted his head to look at Feng Qianqian.

Feng Qianqian nodded.

"If we only care about the chance of survival, why should we stay? Why don't we just follow the team in front of us?" Ning Chuyang glanced at Song Shiyue who was lying flat, "As far as I am concerned, Song I must repay Shiyue’s life-saving grace. Until just now, I also felt that I stayed here to repay my grace. But now... I begin to think that maybe Song Shiyue has not saved me and I can’t help it. Choose to go. I know that I will definitely be able to jump over many hurdles in my life, but if I don’t save this hurdle, I may not be able to jump through it for the rest of my life. I don’t want to live like this, so..."

Feng Qianqian listened quietly.

Ning Chuyang laughed suddenly: "So neither you or Song Shiyue, don't want to be finished before I burp. Isn't it good to be a duck and live?"

Feng Qianqian: "..."

Ni Jinghe, forget it, Feng Qianqian had no brains about saving people in the cave, it was just an instinct.Although it became like this... But after a few days of friendship, the other party didn't want to stay, so that's it.

But Muxingzhou...

Don't talk about the time of love, don't talk about the grievances that can only be hidden in the dark, don't talk about the other party's concealment, don't talk about the other party's concealment, don't talk about...this show came for him.Just take it all before is just your own choice.

It's just... this was just a disaster, and he gave up after only a few days of life and death before he had nowhere to go.

People's hearts are really hard to see.

Feng Qianqian said he didn't want to eat it, it was fake.For two or three days, I just hang on some water and two mouthfuls of dried meat, and my stomach hurts like fire.But I don't want to continue to live like this...but it's true.

Comminuted fractures of the legs, accompanied by large-scale trauma, so much powder to stop the bleeding, they were scattered on the legs when they first left the cave.After I came to the camp here, I had water to scrub the wound, and I didn't dare to throw away the dusty and powdered cloth. Now I still put it on my leg, so I can absorb a little bit of medicine.

But even though Feng Qianqian has no medical knowledge anymore, he also knows that such wounds are out of medicine, and in this environment, I am afraid it will be difficult to persist.

So, forget it.

Why use those food and medicine on someone like yourself who is no longer useful.

Even the people I saved and the people I loved gave up on themselves, and what kind of expectations should they have for the three people who should be left behind for Song Shiyue’s life-saving grace, and what kind of burden they have become...

Feng Qianqian really doesn't want to think about it, just want to forget it...

It was the porridge with scallops and ribs in front of him with the lid open. The smell of meat and rice pierced into people's noses. His stomach was so painful that Feng Qianqian had no idea of ​​taking a bite.

My heart is ashamed...

Ning Chuyang is still too young, still at the age of absorbing knowledge from the huge world.

Pinch your cheek with your left hand and apply a little force. At the moment when the jaws loosened, the spoon containing the porridge was stuffed in with the right hand, perfect!

"Chew." Ning Chuyang deliberately cold his face, and spooned another spoonful of porridge to Feng Qianqian's mouth, "Song Shiyue was much more obedient than you last night. Do you look down on me, think I am not better than teacher Will air-condition!"

Song·Good Duck·Shiyue: "..."

"..." Feng Bad Duck Qianqian contained porridge without chewing.

Ning Chuyang didn't care whether she was silently resisting or not, he just squeezed Feng Qianqian's cheek again, and forced the second spoonful of porridge in it: "I don't care, one spoonful in five seconds, if you have the ability, don't swallow it. You spit it out, you spit it out in one mouthful and waste food. The porridge is so little, we saved it, you spit it out to me, you let Song Shiyue who can’t drink next to see how you waste food Yes. Five, four, three, two, one..."

Feng Qianqian, who was completely unable to resist Ning Chuyang, could only grit his teeth, but what's the use? Soon the third spoonful of porridge was stuffed in.

Even though the spoon was not big, the porridge was evenly spooned, but Feng Qianqian's mouth was so powerful that when the third spoon was inserted, a few grains of rice flowed out along the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, waste." Ning Chuyang looked at Feng Qianqian with regret and condemnation.

Who wants to waste!Who forced this!

Ning Chuyang bullies generally do whatever they want. They pinch their faces when they say they pinch their faces, they pry their teeth when they say they pry their teeth, they pry their teeth when they say they pry them, and they look at people like that when they are done!

Even though Feng Qianqian didn't want to live anymore, he was also aroused somewhat.

"Five, four, three..." Ning Chuyang counted as if he could not see the anger condensed in Feng Qianqian's wet tears.

Feng Qianqian wanted to leave and couldn't move.If you want to stop pouring, your mouth can't stop your hand.

I can't hold it in my mouth, I was afraid of becoming a burden to them and wasting their food...

Look at Ning Chuyang's appearance, even if the porridge that was fed in flows, he will continue to feed it all...

Feng Qianqian avoided the spoon that Ning Chuyang slowly handed over, chewed roughly and swallowed, and ate the porridge in his mouth.

"You..." Feng Qianqian just wanted to speak, and a spoonful of porridge was accurately stuffed in.

"Five, four, three..." Ning Chuyang was like a feelingless countdown timer, and didn't pause because of Feng Qianqian's compromise just now.

Feng·Duck·Qianqian: "..."

One to feed, one to eat, harmonious voices rang in Song Shiyue's ears.The fragrant porridge burst into Song Shiyue's nose.

Envy it!

Song Shiyue felt the hunger in her belly, quietly envious.

Just who can think about it.

There are so many short-lived things in this world.

It's like Song Shiyue's envy right now, and it's just a short-lived.

"Woo..." Feng Qianqian didn't take two bites, and then he stubbornly avoided the spoon Ning Chuyang had fed him, flat his mouth as if he had something to say.

Ning Chuyang kept in mind the purpose of filling the duck yesterday, and did not give her a chance to speak, the spoon just moved forward.

Speaking of which, I'm pretty good, but there was no countdown to Yu Nianbing last night.

Feng Qianqian couldn't avoid the emotionless countdown timer, and finally couldn't help it after being forced to feed two more bites. He spit out the two bones that had been in his mouth for two more rounds on Ning Chuyang's body...

"..." Ning Chuyang looked at the bones in his pants, his cold countdown face finally collapsed.

While Ning Chuyang stared at the bone, Feng Qianqian finally took a breath, but was embarrassed and embarrassed at the bone: "You...you didn't let me talk, a spoonful in five seconds. ...It's too late to spit out bones...Don't blame me..."

Ning Chuyang, who imitated the duck-cracker, touched his nose, and said, "It's all the ducks from yesterday...Eh, Song Shiyue, I didn't want to spit bones..."

Song Shiyue: "..."

This duck's stalk can't survive, isn't it?