There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

Ever since Song Shiyue asked Feng Qianqian the first question, she was confused and nervous until now, Ning Chuyang, finally confronted Song Shiyue's brain frequency.

Ning Chuyang walked to the incubator, looking embarrassed and awkward.

It's really...Who would have thought that Song Shiyue had done something for a long time, because he wanted to do it!

Oh, yes.

Ning Chuyang glanced at Yu Nianbing and Zhuang Jiachuan, and couldn't help but sighed. Sure enough, Jiang was still...

However, although Song Shiyue’s ecstasy formation was really fascinated, at least half of the four people were fascinated, but she played too straight on the last ball, not only woke up Ning Chuyang, even Feng Qianqian also tasted the flavor. .

"Teacher Song..." Feng Qianqian pulled herself out of the emotions created by Song Shiyue, looked at Song Shiyue dumbfounded, paused, and couldn't help but vomit out the trough, "Teacher Song, after going out , You should be an actor, don’t think about it for a while, and switch to a screenwriter. Will you promise me?"

Song · Chuan Gang · Shiyue: "..."

Although Feng Qianqian finally saw through Song Shiyue, he still ate half a box of rice and drank some soup.

Sometimes, the hate that was deliberately erected did not get all-round success, and the love that was unintentionally expressed still had some effect.

I don’t know, can this be regarded as deliberately planting flowers but not blooming, unintentionally planting willows and willows to make a shade?

Just outside the Wilderness Star, in each galaxy, the brokerage companies to which these people belonged, whether they were working overtime or those who had already taken a break, all urgently notified the overtime meeting, but the night chat on the Wilderness Star did not continue.

Originally, Song Shiyue was so upset that everyone had a little chat.However, Yu Nianbing mentioned that he should rest earlier, and that he could get up early and hurry up tomorrow. Maybe he could get to the next camp before dark tomorrow, and everyone would be gone.

If you need to eat, you should wash away.

Song Shiyue was led away by Yu Nianbing pinching her wrist.If the previous scenes didn't work, maybe something else would be done.Just look at the way Song Shiyue was still thinking before she was gone, and she was afraid that she wouldn't take it away, but she didn't want to be scattered here easily.

Yu Nianbing also sighed secretly. When this person should be stupid, he was really not clever at all.Regardless of how it started and how it was continued, I didn't see the five people present, and three of them have already been asked questions. Why is Song Shiyue not afraid that it will be someone else's turn to be "curious" about her... …

The other questions are fine, what if she is curious about her ability?What's curious is how much can it have?

It's really not going away at this time, but when will you stay!

Song Shiyue was bored in her heart, and she didn't notice that Yu Nianbing, who was holding her wrist and not letting go, was breaking her heart for not knowing how many times.

The night slowly sank.

People lay in the three tents on the wild star.

Tonight is Ning Chuyang's vigil.

The night before was Yu Nianbing's night. He didn't sleep all night, so he made up for a while in the morning. After walking for most of the day, Yu Nianbing was quite sleepy.

However, it is obvious that I can't sleep until the biscuits next to me are cooked.

Yu Nianbing yawned softly, turned over, turned from facing Song Shiyue with his back to facing.

"What's the matter? Can't you sleep?" Taking into account Ning Chuyang who was watching the fire not far away, Yu Nianbing's voice was suppressed very low.

The hearing-sensitive Song Shiyue turned it over at once, as if an overblown balloon finally found an air outlet, she couldn't stop when she opened her mouth: "The last thing Feng Qianqian said was to see that I was deliberately picking Shepherd. Isn’t it about Zhou’s topic? Then, at the point she was just picked up, she wanted to live to see if the grazing temperament of Muxingzhou has returned? I think although there were some minor problems before, Reluctantly, or to take things in that direction. Is it because the last few words I said were a bit anxious and showed off?"

Show your feet?When did that happen? The four horse hooves had already been exposed, and finally the whole horse came out...

Of course, Yu Nianbing would not be so honest, otherwise the cake might not be cooked tonight.

but……

"Why do you have to have Feng Qianqian hate Mu Xingzhou? Is it because she is not doing well in the last few days? I think Ning Chuyang can be asked to persuade her, as if Ning Chuyang has a long conversation with her every time. Feng Qianqian's state can be better for a while. After all, hate this thing, it's a negative emotion. Feng Qianqian is hurting her body now, and if she hates Muxingzhou, will her mental state get worse?" Bing is indeed willing to help Song Shiyue and believes in her, but now there are two people here, and some questions have been answered, which is more conducive to pancakes.

Why, life experience is nothing.

Yu Nianbing’s question brought Song Shiyue’s thoughts back to those seven years, the daily hunger, blood, betrayal, killing...

How many people persisted because of love, and then because they lost love, continued to persist for hate.

Song Shiyue didn't know the difference between living for love and living for hate.

The former is truly alive, while the latter... at best it is just living by inertia.

But in Feng Qianqian's situation, there is no medicine for the wound, and she can only rely on her willpower and luck. If she doesn't have willpower, there will really be nothing.

Still the same sentence, in this environment, Song Shiyue has nowhere to find love for Feng Qianqian, but hate is readily available.

"What's wrong? Are you listening?" Yu Nianbing couldn't wait for a long time to answer, and stretched out his hand to gently pat Song Shiyue's arm.

"Well, I'm listening. I just remembered a little bit of the past. How can I say it, I personally feel that when a person is alive, there is always something in his heart. Whether that thing is love or hate, it is better than nothing in the heart. Be strong. Feng Qianqian wrote a suicide note before. From that time on, even if she still cares about external people, it is a lot shallower. She is like this, she has no desires and desires, she can do whatever she wants. If you can wake up, wake up and live another day. If you can’t wake up, forget it, please bury it. Thank you. Such a state. If it is normal, it can be said to be incompetent. Now in this situation, she is already negative. There is no more will to survive." Song Shiyue said, paused, and added, "It's like eating. Now everyone has no shortage of food, but she eats less and less. One actively wants People who live should not be like this. Hate will make her unhappy, but at least it will make her want to live. Live first and talk about other things."

This time, it was Yu Nianbing's turn to be silent for a long time.

Live first, then talk about other things.

So here comes the question...

Behind the smoke-filled wall, in Song Shiyue's heart, there was no love or hatred...

Obviously she can see Feng Qianqian's state so thoroughly, and she knows what to do to help such a state. At the beginning, what kind of thoughts did she have to ignite those charcoal basins...

People, after being together for a long time, their thoughts and actions will be slowly assimilated.

Now, it's Song Shiyue's turn to reach out and pat Yu Nianbing.

"What's wrong, why don't you speak, do you think what I said is wrong? I think that's it. In people's hearts, there must be a pillar to support them." In the dark tent, Song Shiyue had a slightly confused face. .

It's not wrong...

Those words before Song Shiyue are correct.

However, this should not be the case.

Apart from love and hate, is there no other belief that can support a person to live...

Yu Nianbing thinks there should be, and it should not be so extreme.

But asking her to say what else is right now, it seems that she can't say it for a while.

Of course, Yu Nianbing has never experienced such a barren and desperate environment. It is impossible to imagine how people's thoughts and desires gradually become simple and direct in such an environment.

"Well, there should be a pillar in my heart." Yu Nianbing always agrees with this sentence 100%.

Song Shiyue certainly didn't listen to the unfinished doubts in Ning Binghua, and finally got approval, Song Shiyue relaxed a little.

Speaking of...When did you start, even the idea needs the approval of others?In the dimness, Song Shiyue thought so when she could finally close her eyes with peace of mind.

And she couldn’t guess. The last thought of Yu Nianbing next to him before falling asleep would be "If possible, Song Shiyue’s pillar, will I have a chance to write the name on it? Of course, it’s love." The root of..."

Think about it, the most unfettered part of a person is his thoughts.

In the middle of the night, the cake was finally cooked, but because of what Song Shiyue said, it took a long time for Yu Nianbing to fall asleep.

This feeling was a bit heavy, which meant that Nianbing woke up and got out of the tent, the sky was already bright.

Lifting up the tent, there is the aroma of crabs in the air, not from last night, but fresh...

Feng Qianqian was sitting by the fire, stuffing twigs into the fire, and the steamer in the pot was squirting heat constantly.

"Teacher Yu is early, the crab is almost healed, and you will be able to eat it in a while." Feng Qianqian smiled on his face, still the kind of Buddha.

But when Yu Nianbing looked at it, he always felt that it was better than yesterday?

"Where is Song Shiyue and Teacher Zhuang?" Yu Nianbing looked around for a while, and he would be alone when he woke up. Feng Qianqian and their tent doors were closed. It should be Ning Chuyang who was sleeping, Zhuang Jiachuan The tent door over there is open, but no one can see around.

"Song Shiyue will go to make a boat after catching the crabs." Feng Qianqian said, watching Yu Nianbing frown, and quickly added, "She took a shower and dried her body, she specially asked me to tell you One cry."

Yu Nianbing's brows eased suddenly: "I got up late, where did they go? I'll help too."

"Song Shiyue said, Teacher Yu, you had a vigil the day before yesterday, and asked you to sleep a little longer, and don't go to them when you get up. If you want to help, make ginger vinegar and wait for them to come back. The ginger vinegar you made yesterday is authentic. This sentence was also said by Song Shiyue." Feng Qianqian smiled again, and pointed his finger at the incubator, "Everything is inside. I haven't dared to handle it after sitting here for a while."

"This guy Song Shiyue...what did it say. Just cut the ginger and put it in the vinegar. What's authentic or not..." Yu Nianbing listened to Feng Qianqian's remarks, and could make up for Song Shiyue's smile when she said this. It looked like my face felt a little hot, so I quickly turned around to get something in the incubator.

By the fire, Feng Qianqian tilted her head and looked at Yu Nianbing's back for a while, then slapped her lips. It seems that the little gossip that Ning Chuyang secretly shared with herself in the early morning might really be true.

Song Shiyue, who was working hard to chop wood to make a raft, also did not expect that in this not-so-extreme living environment, he could still have a kind of support in his heart, called eating melon...