There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

Song Shiyue, who was originally forced to meditate for two or three days, was moved over. Hearing the chattering next to him, she felt amused and relieved.But this is talking about what's going on... I always feel like I've been being shot...

Song Shiyue missed Bing a little bit. Although now thinking about her feeding herself, it is indeed like filling a duck, but it is better than Ning Chuyang, who is always telling the truth...

But unlike Ya Song Shiyue at the time, the audience on Star Network still watched the live broadcast very happily. Even the barrage was relieved from the depression of the past few days, and it was a bit more fun.

"Hahaha, Ning Chuyang is really sturdy, it turns out that it can be so sturdy in and out of the show!"

"As soon as I didn't say anything, I felt that the girl Ning Chuyang was straight, and the girl Feng Qianqian was very gentle, and she was crying in her arms with a pale face and pear blossoms with rain. The middle-aged women who were married with two little sons all saw their hearts trembling. As a result, Ning Chuyang...Hahaha, Ning Chuyang is so emotional!"

"Ning Chuyang: Please call me a duck filling machine that will only count down my feelings!"

"I really laughed. I said that when Nianbing fed Song Shiyue porridge last night, something seemed wrong. Ning Chuyang just said stuffing ducks. I also searched it specifically. Hahaha, it’s 9%. The nineteenth look, especially the timing of the non-stop stuffing and the same look of suffocating the neck to swallow!"

"Ning Chuyang's learning ability is too strong, but it's a pity that she didn't watch when Yu Nianbing boned the spare ribs in Song Shiyue's bowl of porridge. Painting a tiger is not an anti-hahaha..."

"It's still my little ice cube, no... Little hot water is the most intimate."

"Although it is out of date, we still have to be envious of eating the small moon cakes that are right for CP. Although we also know that the CPs of Mu Xingzhou and Ning Chuyang are probably fake CPs that were fired to match the propaganda of the drama, there used to be sugar At that time, who was going to compare that truth. As a result, after the show came to this show, the sugar didn’t eat a bite and didn’t say anything. He also witnessed how CP broke up..."

"Yes, I almost forgot without mentioning the previous one, so what's the situation now, Mu Xingzhou is the rhythm that the real girlfriend and the fake girlfriend don't want to be together."

"To be honest, fortunately Ning Chuyang and Mu Xingzhou's CPs are not real, otherwise they are not in mutual support mode, but are about to enter the Shura field..."

"Ning Chuyang, don’t persuade you! Without a fake boss boyfriend, you can still get a real boss girlfriend! Mu Xingzhou is just the illegitimate son of the Mu family, and Feng Qianqian has the Yao family in his hands. So many shares."

"???? I'm afraid I'm not crazy, is this a weird CP?"

"...Actually, it doesn't seem to be very strange, it is... faintly sensational!"

"That's not really a real bossy girlfriend. Looking at Feng Qianqian's soft look, why is Ning Chuyang more domineering."

"Are you overbearing duck filling machine and soft president duck?"

"Hahahaha! Are you trying to laugh at me! What kind of CP is this! I really want to follow the star network and rub your clever little head now!"

"Save the child, how to eat such a CP combination, I will laugh to death when I think about it!"

...

After the horrible team was finally divided into two, the audience clearly shed tears for the team left behind, but they still couldn't help being amused by Ning Chuyang.Fortunately, they are watching the live broadcast, not being broadcast live, otherwise they are crying and laughing, and others may think that they have escaped from a neurosis.

When experiencing the earthquake of the Obsidian Starburst, Yao Yuxi secretly stuffed the semi-finished camera of the show into the fallen tree, and most of the stones fell from the hole.After the live broadcast resumed on the new page, only the six cameras of Song Shiyue, Feng Qianqian, Zhuang Jiachuan, Zhao Da, Zhang Dao and Mu Xingzhou were still working.

There are six seats, and now there are two in this tent, which really attracted a large number of spectators to watch a duck-filling scene crying and laughing.

After being vomited with two bones on his pants, Ning Chuyang was a little bit distracted when he started feeding again. When he encountered a spoonful of bones, he knew to wait a little bit, and wait for the bones to come out before continuing.

The law of the jungle, power comes first.

Feng Qianqian can also be regarded as seeing Ning Chuyang's persistence. He couldn't deal with it. He drank a few sips. The plan was completely broken up, and the unnecessary persistence became hypocritical...

So after the two made a fuss, one stepped back, one feeding and the other drinking, but gradually became harmonious.

Unconsciously, Ning Chuyang's "Five, Four, Three, Two, One" countdown began to shout sparsely, and then slowly disappeared.

A small bowl of scallop ribs porridge is really serious, but it's actually fast.

The last spoonful of porridge was fed to Feng Qianqian’s mouth. Ning Chuyang put down the spoon and moved the person back to the backpack to lean against before he breathed a sigh of relief: "You just woke up, eat this bowl first, and wait until noon. eat."

Feng Qianqian was silent.What can be said, anyway, she is just a duck who has no strength to resist...

"The wound should still hurt, right? Should I take painkillers now? Or take a short rest?" Ning Chuyang doesn't care about Feng Qianqian's silence, anyway, she won't persuade others. of.

Feng Qianqian did not speak.

"Then I'll get it." Ning Chuyang left a word and turned around.

"Wait." Feng Qianqian grabbed Ning Chuyang's clothes. He didn't have much strength, and he was almost taken a bit forward.

Fortunately, Ning Chuyang didn't really mean to walk away, and turned around to catch him.

"No need to take medicine, I don't hurt..." Feng Qianqian said as she watched Ning Chuyang frowning as if dissatisfied, he paused and said, "It's not very painful, don't take it now, wait. I can't bear it anymore."

Ning Chuyang thought about the only eight painkillers left, but did not continue.

"Now our situation, you seem to be very clear, when did you wake up?" Ning Chuyang sat back, as if preparing to chat with Feng Qianqian.

Feng Qianqian briefly said that he couldn't fall asleep immediately after taking the painkiller, and heard the last thing Ning Chuyang and Mu Xingzhou Ni Jing and talk about.

Ning Chuyang nodded, after thinking about it, and then asked: "Then do you know how you were brought to this camp? I mean, you know that Mu Xingzhou gave a person 5 million and asked everyone to help. Did you bring you here?"

Feng Qianqian was stunned, his face was not bloody, and even whiter.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to help Mu Xingzhou. I just... think you should know. In fact, he didn't want to give up you all at once. Although the result is here, the process is still there. Hope this Things can make you feel a little more comfortable." Ning Chuyang reached out and patted Feng Qianqian's shoulder lightly, "Sometimes, we have to learn to make ourselves feel better, right."

Feng Qianqian drank the porridge.

From the conversation just now about whether or not to have painkillers, Ning Chuyang also knew that just a bowl of porridge would not be able to dispel Feng Qianqian's desire to survive.It's just that because there are not many painkillers, Ning Chuyang feels that she can't bear to eat anymore.After all, the powder on the cloth strips is probably almost useless. In case the situation worsens by then, the painkillers will be more effective than taking it now.

But Feng Qianqian had been thinking about not wanting to live well, and Ning Chuyang couldn't have been staring at it with a good eye. Using the irrigation method, she was not afraid of her hunger strike without authorization.It's just that it will be troublesome if you think of other self-ending thoughts...

Although he didn't know how to persuade him, Ning Chuyang felt that he had better think of something to arouse a little Feng Qianqian's awareness of survival.

This thought, I thought of Mu Xingzhou.

Ning Chuyang didn't know whether his words were useful or not, anyway, it was obvious that Feng Qianqian didn't know the five million things before.Although this can't justify Mu Xingzhou's choice, at least, knowing that he was not abandoned all at once, might make this girl feel better.

Feng Qianqian was silent for a long time.Feng Qianqian smiled just when Ning Chuyang thought his words were a bit useful.

"After you go out, help me send the suicide note, tell my sister about this, let her return the money to Mu Xingzhou." Feng Qianqian leaned back and leaned against the backpack, but his face was The smile did not retreat, and he said softly, "Since it's okay, I don't want to owe him the last sum."

"You and him..." Ning Chuyang's voice softened unconsciously.

"Heh." Feng Qianqian tilted his head to look at Ning Chuyang, smiling even more, "It doesn't matter now."

It doesn't matter now, just admit that before...

Looking at Feng Qianqian who was shaking with a smile, Ning Chuyang felt as if he had screwed up.

"Don't..." Ning Chuyang reached out and put his hand on Feng Qianqian's shoulder, actually trying to say that you don't laugh so weirdly.

But as soon as the words were spoken, Feng Qianqian leaned over and landed on Ning Chuyang's shoulder.

Dizzy... Dizzy?

Ning Chuyang subconsciously smashed the person up, and as soon as the hand holding Feng Qianqian's shoulder applied hard, he heard the soft, suppressed cry in his ear.

"He might as well just leave. Do you think you can leave with a clear conscience if you spend money... Why don't you ask me, and I won't keep him with me... Why don't you ask me..."

How can it not be sad.

At the moment of entering this festival, the two have already had some differences, but there is still friendship.

Feng Qianqian knew that he would not be a drag on Mu Xingzhou, but it turned out that Mu Xingzhou was not clear at all.

How can...not be sad...

Being strong is because of despair, because I feel that it has reached the end and all emotions are no longer necessary.

But Ning Chuyang's words made Feng Qianqian feel even more sad, tens of millions is a lot, but tens of millions can replace one to say goodbye...

The crying around him was low and shallow but long, and Song Shiyue felt a little sad and began to feel bitter.

The human heart is separated by the belly, and so is the peaceful world, let alone disaster.

To tell the truth, the team in front just left quietly. They did not exploit the things of the people who were going to stay. They also distributed the food in this camp. From the perspective of Song Shiyue, who has been in the last days for seven years, it is okay. It's kind.

It's just too difficult for those who have not experienced a real disaster.

They are still sentimental and will be saddened by choices that do not actually hurt them.

It is really embarrassing and emotional.

But precisely because of this love, Song Shiyue felt that there was hope.

Even though there is only consciousness at this time, and the body can only be awake for a while, there is more hope than when a person is free to fight in the last days.

Feng Qianqian's shell was accidentally smashed into a big hole by Ning Chuyang. The pain was very painful, but it was not completely closed.

Regardless of the process and the sequelae of things in the tent, there is always some progress.

But the work of Yu Nianbing and Zhuang Jiachuan is starting to get into some trouble.

Moving tents requires patience and time to move them one by one.

After spending some time, the three tents were gathered together in a half-fan shape, with a fire place in the middle.

But when it's the turn to make a fence, it's a bit embarrassing.

They only have stone knives on them, and they are not strong enough to cut out suitable fence sections, so they can only grind them slowly, which is really half the effort.

Seeing that it was about noon, I just got out a decent sharp wood...

"That won't work..." Zhuang Jiachuan put down the stone knife and wood in his hands, took a breath, and touched the sweat on his forehead, "I saw that Teacher Song was really pleasing to the eyes and simple, and it was hard to shake my hands when it came to my turn. Is it because I don’t usually exercise enough?"

Yu Nianbing, whose hands were shaking after grinding the wooden stick, said: "..."

Song Shiyue was like that, even if they were in the gym all day, they couldn't do it.