Who is not a fairy?

In fact, Song Yu didn't remember what happened afterwards.

It was very difficult for him to stand up, and he was hanging by a single nerve. Seeing the birds pouring in, he was relieved, and at the same time, his fatigue was like a rising tide, and his consciousness was submerged in an instant.

He Xu didn't have much strength either, and had a good temper. He accidentally touched the wound when he was helped into the ambulance, and he just gritted his teeth and didn't bother to correct him.

As soon as he lay down on the stretcher, he saw Song Yu fainted on the ground. Three or five medical staff helped his heavy body to walk in. He Xu hurriedly jumped up as if he had pressed a switch: "Ah Yu!"

Chen Yangcheng hurriedly held him down: "No hurry, no hurry, Mr. Song just passed out from being too tired, it's okay."

He Xu glanced at him suspiciously, and waited for reassurance from the medical staff before he honestly lay down again. After lying down for less than 3 minutes, Chen Yangcheng heard a faint snoring sound, and when he turned his head, he saw He Xu sleeping soundly on his stomach .

This was the first and last time Asuka and Godslayer confronted each other head-on.

Before rescuing the hostages, there was nothing they could do because of the limited conditions. After leaving Base 450, it was their world. When He Xu woke up, he found that all his wounds had been healed. The recovery has been incredible.

He has suffered gunshots before, not to mention knife wounds, big and small, and he has countless wounds. It will take at least a week for the scabs to heal, but He Xu stretched out his hand to feel the long scar. It was covered with a rough, dark scab, thin but scabbed.

This is not just a matter of superb medical skills.

He glanced at the bedside table, hehe, the Second Hospital is the hospital where the God of Medicine is located, and he has always heard that the God of Medicine is proficient in surgery, and now it seems that his reputation is really well-deserved.

Although He Xu is a wounded person, he is lively, cheerful and restless, and his mental state is comparable to that of kindergarten children. After staying in bed for a while, he jumped out of bed and slipped to the fruit shop outside, pretending to give himself Bring a fruit basket.

Song Yu just woke up when he came back.

He Xu's wound was only stitches, but Song Yu's was much more serious. The electric current directly shattered his collarbone, causing a comminuted fracture. The injury on his head was nothing but a few bruises. When minced, take it out.

The two shared a ward, and as soon as He Xu stepped in with a fruit basket, Song Yuzhi got up and hurriedly jumped off the bed to find someone.

He Xu rushed to his bed and held him down.

It is really not enough for the wounded to take care of the wounded.

Seeing He Xu, Song Yu immediately sat upright with his head held high. If he was left in the kindergarten, the teacher would reward him with a big red flower—provided that he ignored his clingy claws.

Song Yu held He Xu's hand and refused to let go. He Xu called his name and refused to raise his head. He thought it was a bit charming at first, but then his palms were sweaty after being squeezed by him, basically nothing charming was gone.

He Xu sat beside his bed, put one hand on Song Yu's shoulder, and held Song Yu's hand back with the other. He coaxed Song Yu for a long time, but when he saw that the other party still refused to look up, his heart became angry, and he withdrew his hand forcefully. .

Song Yu raised his head in panic, and quickly glanced at him.

There is an imperceptible redness at the corners of the eyes.

He Xu's heart immediately softened into a puddle of water, and while scolding himself for being dizzy, he showed [-] points of patience - this is a treatment that even Lin Yu has never enjoyed, and asked softly: "Ah Yu, What's wrong?"

Song Yu lowered his eyes and shook his head.

He Xu said: "It is basic politeness to look into the other person's eyes when speaking."

Only then did Song Yu raise his head, He Xu stretched out his hand and took the initiative to hold the other's hand: "What's the matter?"

Song Yu thought for a while, and said aggrievedly: "When I woke up, I found that you were not there."

He Xu's breathing was stagnant, and he felt that what Song Yu was holding was not his own hand, but his own heart. The heart was kneaded into a soft lump of dough by him. He thought dumbfoundingly: There is really nothing to do with this guy.

He Xu explained: "I'm a little bored, so I went outside to buy some fruit."

Song Yu hurriedly said: "You are a wounded person, how can you get out of bed to buy fruit?"

He Xu smiled and said, "I'll return this to you as it is. You were hurt much more than me, and you dare to get out of bed as soon as you wake up. Do you want to kill yourself?"

He threatened Song Yu vividly as he spoke, and finally patted Song Yu's head and laughed at him: "Why are you bald?" as the end.

Song Yu covered his head in embarrassment and told him to get out.

The two of them had enough messing about, sitting side by side, He Xu washed the fruit, showed the fruit knife, and handed it to Song Yu to peel the skin.

Song Yu didn't refuse, took it, put his thumb against the blade, flicked his wrist, and a slender and even piece of skin fell off.

It is said that serious men are the most handsome. He Xu looked at him with his chin in his hands, and felt that the way he was peeling his skin was really full of eyebrows and eyes, making people want to hold his face and kiss him enough.

He Xu licked his lips, and started a topic to divert attention: "How did Hu Cheng die?"

Song Yu's hand stopped, and a piece of fruit peel died halfway.

He quickly glanced at He Xu, and asked vaguely, "How did you die?"

He Xu said: "I passed out at the time, but I don't really remember it. I only know that Hu Cheng pressed electricity against my forehead a second before I passed out. Why did his head disappear when I woke up?"

Song Yu lowered his head and looked at his slightly trembling hands. He heard his voice calm as water, floating from far away: "I killed him. At that time, his attention was distracted by you, and he didn't notice that I was sneaking up behind him. .”

He Xu said "oh".

Song Yu told a lie for the first time in his life, no matter how calm he was on the surface, he felt guilty in the end, so he was eager to turn it over, peeled an apple and put it in He Xu's hand immediately, and gave him a big pineapple after a while, He Xu's His mouth barely had time to eat, and he put this topic behind him after a while.

When the situation was peaceful, the God of Medicine came. He was a handsome and gentle middle-aged man. In addition to making ward rounds to see how their bodies were recovering, he also brought some post-event news along the way.

The first is the death of Hu Cheng and Mao Guimin.

The God of Medicine turned on the TV for them, and the TV station was broadcasting this news: "At 10:15 p.m. last night on October 8th in our city, an armed fight broke out in the 450 base, and everyone involved died on the spot..."

He Xu raised his eyebrows: "Rush against gangsters?"

The God of Medicine nodded: "Yes, according to reports, you went to exchange hostages with the kidnappers, but on the way to exchange hostages, the kidnappers were attacked by hostile forces. You are passers-by who were innocently involved and survived."

He Xu smiled.

"As for how so many stray dogs came in, I heard that Base 450 has a heating pipe. As an internal benefit for employees, it was not drawn on the drawings, so we ignored it, giving Godslayer an opportunity. "

He Xu nodded, which solved the doubts in his heart.

At that time, I was in a hurry and didn't think about it carefully. Later, when I came back to my senses, I found it strange that Hu Cheng had such an ability to imitate, but Mao Guimin and Zhang Qihong didn't. How did they get in?If there is really some secret way that allows them to avoid people's eyes and ears, why would Hu Cheng climb in pretending to be a dog on the street?

The only explanation is that they used the same secret way as He Xu: heating pipes.But ever since Asuka discovered the heating pipe, it has been strictly monitored. Mao Guimin and Zhang Qihong went in early, and Hu Chengjin was late. At that time, the heating pipe was watched.

Song Yu was silent for a moment, then asked suddenly: "Zhang Qihong... and those stray dogs, what should we do?"

The God of Medicine said: "Zhang Qihong, a sadist in the name of protecting animals, all those stray dogs are buried, and there is a lot of discussion on the Internet about whether to seal up the base." He tutted twice and shook his head, " You can take a look if you have nothing to do, it's quite noisy."

He seemed to want to say something, but the nurse had already stepped in.Immediately, the God of Medicine began to examine them meticulously. Seeing that they were recovering well, they chatted a few words before rushing to the next ward.

Once the leading bosses of the Godslayer died, the rest of them fled and scattered. In those few days, what was broadcast on the TV every day was that whoever was arrested again.

During the period, the police station sent someone once, which was regarded as a routine questioning. Yan Feng greeted him, and He Xu had long been familiar with that set of questioning skills, so Song Yu memorized it, and the two of them dealt with it. After a while, nothing went wrong.

A few days later, it was Tang Yue's funeral.

Song Yu's hemiplegia made it really inconvenient to go out. He Xu managed to coax people away, but he exchanged them for equal value, and was forced to wear a grandma's gray sweater that his mother knitted for him.

Song Yu felt that He Xu's bag was too much, and he only wore ironed shirts on weekdays. The shirt was straight and showed his waistline. It was freezing cold, and he refused to let him wear a shirt alone.

He Xu looked at him and said solemnly that he would get rheumatism when he was old. He really looked like his mother.

Funerals are never pleasant, let alone the funerals of such a young girl.

He Xu watched Tang Yue's parents knelt on the ground and cried together. She and her mother really looked alike, especially their eyes were watery, and even wearing glasses couldn't hide that spirit.

He looked at her mother, and seemed to be able to see Tang Yue 30 years later. Maybe she was married and had a child, and the child would hold her by the corner of her clothes and call her sweetly: "Mom..."

He Xu laughed self-deprecatingly, there was nothing left to chance.

Even gods do not have the power to bring people back from the dead.

This god is really useless.

The one who cried the most here, apart from Tang Yue's parents, was Chen Yangcheng.

Chen Yangcheng's white porcelain face was blood red from crying, and the few remaining napkins wiped and dried and wiped again, but He Xu still couldn't see it, so he just stuffed the whole bag for him.

"Thank you." Chen Yangcheng said in a low voice.

He Xu didn't answer, and for a moment, he felt an indescribable guilt, which came suddenly and violently, almost making him run away.

He Xu's arrogance and high-spirited eyes can't be changed no matter how much he persuades him. When he heard Chen Yangcheng say that gods can't go out of the city because they don't want to give up their powers, he felt a little disdainful in his heart.

Engels said that mediocre people are obsessed with gluttony, alcoholism, entertainment, sex, vanity, love of money, miserliness, greed, profit-seeking, speculation and all other dirty behaviors.

But he overlooked that morality is a code of conduct unique to a mature society, a kind of shared rationality acquired, and those dirty desires are innate instincts, before you can speak, you can only tell the world with your eyes When—or earlier, in the belly of the fetus, it has already taken root and formed.

That is why Christ said that man is born sinful, and so are saints.

He didn't know whether the person was guilty or not, but he just suddenly, when he heard the cry, his heart twisted fiercely, he lowered his eyes that were above the top, and found that he and them seemed to have nothing to do with each other. no difference.

Men and women, old and young, white-haired and black-haired, intelligent and ordinary, are no different.

Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, birth, old age, sickness and death, all living beings are also inevitable.

He suddenly felt ashamed.

For the contempt and disrespect I once had.

Chen Yangcheng obviously didn't notice what was going on in his heart. When He Xu brought the napkin, he held his hand and cried for a while. He Xu didn't shed any tears, but his heart was blocked after hearing him cry for a long time. Panic.

It was already nine o'clock after eating tofu rice without taste, and the lights in the hospital were going to be turned off at ten o'clock. Chen Yangcheng hurriedly sent him to the hospital. He wanted to go into the ward for a chat, but the room was pitch black. Song Yu seemed to be out of spirits. Good, went to bed early.

He Xu hurriedly greeted Chen Yangcheng, tiptoed into the room, washed up briefly, and lay down on the bed.

As soon as he touched the pillow, he heard a rustling sound from the other side of the curtain. It seemed that Song Yu turned over, and then he heard Song Yu say, "You're back?"

He Xu hurriedly said, "Sorry, did I wake you up?"

Song Yu shook his head, and after remembering that He Xu couldn't see, he said, "No, I didn't fall asleep. Tang Yue's house... is it alright?"

He Xu thought for a while and said, "A lot of people went, it was very lively."

Song Yu let out a "hmm".

After a while he called: "He Xu."

"what happened?"

Song Yu didn't write any more, He Xu waited patiently for a while, but he couldn't bear the physical and mental exhaustion, his eyelids drooped and his consciousness began to blur.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Song Yu say: "He Xu...I like you."