[APH Luzhong] Ivan Diary

Teeth and claws.

He covered his mouth and nose, but the smell of smoke was pervasive.The corridor twisted in the fire, and Ivan bowed and pushed open the door of his house—it was Sophia!

She passed out on the ground, surrounded by many flames, and there was a big hole in the floor between her and the door.It's okay, just like last time, skip over!

"Boom!" Ivan trembled, feeling that the floor under his feet was about to collapse, and quickly moved to Sofia's side.Looking down, Sophia has many scorching marks on her body. From the left forehead to the arm, there is no good flesh. Her calf is stuck in the crack of the floor, and the wooden thorns are stuck in the flesh. There are bloodstains all over it. She must have struggled for a long time. Unable to retract her legs, her fingers were spread out and clasped on the ground, her nails were all turned up, and there were many scratches on the floor, which was shocking.

Holding back his tears, Ivan squatted down and broke the board to free Sophia's legs, and then carefully carried her on his back.Sophia was still breathing weakly, and Ivan was a little relieved.

"Click!" Suddenly, something slipped from Sophia's lapel.Ivan took a closer look, and his heart trembled suddenly—it was a box, and Sophia put it there every time she made money. It can be said that it was their wealth and life.Ivan picked it up and stuffed it into his pocket.

But a more serious problem lay before Ivan—he couldn't pass through the big crack on the ground with Sophia on his back.

"Cough...cough..." The smoke choked into Ivan's lungs, and he quickly retracted his nose into his scarf.He stared almost desperately at the fire-breathing fissure—the devil's bloody maw.

what to do?I can't leave my sister here.what to do? !

The fire spread to Ivan's side, and time did not allow him to hesitate for a moment, but it would be better to let him be burned to death if he left Sofia behind.

"Sister! Sister!" Ivan tried to wake up Sophia with a crying voice, and more smoke came in, "Ahem!" If this continues, both of them will die, "Sister!!!"

"Wow!" Suddenly, a large bucket of water was poured on the crack, temporarily suppressing the fire.In the misty smoke, someone stood at the door and shouted at Ivan: "Quick! Take advantage of this time!"

Without the hindrance of the fire, the difficulty for Ivan to make Sophia jump over is greatly reduced, so he has no choice but to give it a go!jump over!

"Boom!" The floor collapsed!Ivan felt weightless under his feet, and his heart sank!

At the very moment, someone dragged him back—it was the man at the door!His hand came just right, pulling Ivan and Sophia away from the fire at once: "Go!"

Without stopping, Ivan dragged Sophia, and was dragged out of the fire by that man!

"Ha——" Ivan took a deep breath of fresh air at this moment, almost falling to the ground.The man who pulled him out stretched out his hand to support him, and shouted, "Hey! There are injured people here—"

Ivan turned his head to see who that person was, but Natasha rushed forward and hugged him, crying loudly: "Brother——"

"Nata..." Someone came to receive Sophia, and Ivan quickly hugged Natasha, "Nata, are you okay..."

"Brother, you idiot! Why did you leave alone!" Nata grabbed Ivan by the collar and yelled, tears still hanging on her face, "What if I die?! Idiot! Brother, sister She..." She cried hoarsely.

"Sister is fine, sister is fine..." Ivan stroked Natasha's head tenderly, but his heart was full of fear.In fact, he didn't know about his sister's condition. At that time, he only saw Sophia lying on the ground like a corpse...

"Sister..." Ivan bit his lower lip tightly, and the tears that hadn't appeared for a long time were about to fall.

"Ah—don't cry! I'm sure you'll be fine!" Gilbert comforted the siblings clumsily.He himself was in a state of embarrassment, his clothes were burnt black in several places, his face was stained, and he lost any prestige, but Ivan felt his handsomeness after a long absence.

"Thank you, Gilbert-kun..."

"Huh?" Gilbert couldn't hear what Ivan said, but Ivan could only say it once, "What did you just say?"

He didn't answer Gilbert, but just hugged Natasha tightly and whispered, "Nata, let's go find my sister."

*

small theater

(A fire starts, Sofia and Natasha escape in time)

Sophia: Whoops, we haven't got our money yet.

Natasha: Never mind the money.

Sophia: Wait a minute, Nata, my sister will be back soon. (runs back to the fire)

(after a long time)

Natasha: My sister is a liar. (weep)

diary fifteen

We'll meet again, for sure. — Ivan Braginsky

April 4

(No)

*

Ivan woke up to the cries of the sick.

The air is filled with the smell of medicine, the ward is full of wounded, and there are not enough beds, so a piece of wood, a quilt or something like that is used as a bed. Such floor beds are arranged from the room to the corridor, and people who come and go are carefully avoided. Keep it so that you don't step on people.On the mottled floor, people were bandaged, moaning and moaning, and some even hung a medicine bottle beside them.

Sophia was lying at the end of the corridor, far away from the doctor, but relatively quiet.Natasha was lying beside Sofia, still wearing a scorched black skirt, like a thin kitten, trembling uncomfortably when sleeping, Ivan took off his vest and covered her.

Half of Sophia's face was bandaged, her hair was burned short, and her skirt was cut open to reveal a leg that was also covered in bandages.The other half of her face was flushed—she was running a fever.

Ivan asked the doctor for antipyretics, but the medicines were in short supply, and it was never their turn.

Ivan walked through the corridor, wanting to go out to get a bucket of water, and met Torris who was busy taking care of the patients in the corridor, and suddenly remembered that Torris was the doctor's son.

Ivan stood and waited for Torres to finish administering medicine to others, and then interrupted him: "Mr. Torres, are you going out to fetch water?"

Torres turned his head and saw Ivan, and found that both of them were dirty and embarrassed. He couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Let's go, everyone should wash their faces."

The two carried the bucket to a nearby well.Torres asked with a deliberate tone, "Ivan, your family..."

"It's all burned." Ivan threw the bucket into the well, making a loud splash, "but everyone is still there. My sister has a fever. Do you have any fever-reducing medicine?"

"No." Torres shook his head, "I will try my best to help you find it. Nata...is your sister okay?"

Ivan filled a bucket of water: "She's fine, but she's feeling bad. I'll say hello to her for you."

"Oh..." Torres lowered his head, "Thank you. Well, I feel that Ivan has changed a bit recently."

"What's wrong?" Ivan poured another bucket of water on his own.

"It feels like you have become an adult. It's good and responsible." Torres said slowly, "But how will your family live in the future? The house burned down and everything was lost. It's difficult to straighten it out, right? "He unconsciously showed a worried look.

"It's okay, we can cheer up. It will take a year, two years... I will make money, a lot of money." Ivan picked up two buckets of water at once, and walked to the small clinic, "then— —"

"Then?" Torres followed Ivan.

"It's nothing." Ivan lowered his eyelids, "Mr. Torris, I'll help you carry water and you help me find medicine."

"Okay. By the way, Ivan, you are really strong..."

--Then?

A figure flashed in front of Ivan's eyes.

then……

Ivan gave a faint smile.

Make your wish come true.

*

Sure enough, Torres found antipyretics for Ivan, and Ivan gave them to Sophia, but I don't know if it would be of any use, but he finally felt relieved.

Ivan looked at Sophia, saw her breathing slightly, and saw the trembling of her eyelashes, and a burning, almost overflowing emotion filled his heart.Perhaps only through such a disaster can he realize how much he loves his family and is afraid of any harm to the two of them.

The doctor said Sophia's face was going to be scarred.Ivan's heart throbbed with pain.

Sophia is the most beautiful woman in Ivan's heart. She could have found a good husband, but now that she has scars, she might not be able to marry.

But in retrospect, given Sophia's reputation in this small town, it is estimated that only homeless people want her.After marrying, there will be day and night labor, tobacco and alcohol, violence and childbirth.

Sometimes thinking of this, Ivan would hate this rotten society extremely.If only someone could pick out the ugliness like carrion.

Fortunately, Sophia's fever gradually subsided, and she woke up suddenly in the afternoon.

Ivan and Natasha happened to be beside her, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the two children, before anyone said anything, Sophia cried, "Vanya, Nata, I'm still alive... ’ Her voice was hoarse and rough, spoiled by the smoke.

In fact, without saying anything, Ivan and Natasha leaned down and hugged Sophia tightly, like birds snuggling up to each other in a storm. The joy of life and the impulse of emotion suddenly surged up, making people have to use their strength. Hug the person in front of you literally.

Ivan told Sophia that the wound on her face might not heal.After hearing this, Sophia didn't react too much, but smiled wryly: "That's fine."

Ivan silently pondered the hidden message of Sofia's words.Natasha, who had been anxious all the time, asked aloud, "Sister, what shall we do in the future?"

"This..." Sophia smiled consolingly at Natasha, "My sister wants to ask you a question first: do you like this town? Or, do you live happily here?"

Natasha shook her head decisively.Ivan suddenly understood what Sophia was going to say next.