I don't have a strategy for quick time travel

A certain day of a certain year, a certain month, maybe the end.

There was a sour smell of chemical waste in the air, but once you get used to it, you don't feel anything.

Guo Qin smashed the red soil with the legs of the table. He stood up and looked at it for a while, and he couldn't see that a little girl who was alive and kicking three hours ago was buried here.

"Guo Zi, let's go." A young man walked out from the ruins, empty-handed.

"Xinzi, do you think this will work?" Guo Qin put his hips on his hips, looking unbearable.

A series of uncontrollable events triggered after the nuclear leak, people who have been prepared for a long time have already rushed to the outer space.For the rest, it has been three months and 13 days without rescue.

And they didn't have a drop of water for a full 48 hours.

"Guo Zi, don't look away." Xin Xinrong waved to Guo Qin with difficulty, he probably didn't have the strength to walk over and come back.

Guo Qin swallowed a mouthful of hot saliva, dropped the rusty table leg and walked towards Xin Xinrong.

The two headed towards the only sheltered building within a radius of ten miles. They had already spent several nights there, but tonight there were only two people left.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Guo Qin coughed suddenly, the more he coughed, the more he coughed, as if his lungs were about to shatter.It was a sign they were used to.

Xin Xinrong looked up at the sky, and the strange-colored clouds had already indicated that the eclipse rain was coming at night, and people should not be exposed to the rain.He picked up Guo Qin, who was still coughing, and walked to the abandoned factory.

Put Guo Qin in the place where he stayed overnight, and there were still half-burnt firewood and messy food packaging bags.

"Cough cough, Xin Zi cough cough cough, I'm afraid I'm going to die soon." Guo Qin sat down and leaned against the wall, his ribs exercising vigorously were exposed in the broken shirt.

Xin Xinrong sat next to Guo Qin, without saying a word.

"Eat." After a while, Xin Xinrong stretched out his hand.Guo Qin's cough was already a little lighter. He took a look and saw that it was the last piece of compressed biscuit.

Guo Qin waved his hand, no.Xin Xinrong took it back, and Guo Qin coughed a little more, feeling that his internal organs were about to be overwhelmed.

"Xin..." Just as he was about to talk to Xin Xinrong, something was stuffed around his mouth.

"Eat it, it's already drool on you." Xin Xinrong said.

Guo Qin swallowed another mouthful of saliva, it was sweet.He took the compressed biscuit from Xin Xinrong's hand, hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth and knocked down a large piece of bean.

"Xinzi, I want to tell you a story, Kekeke."

"Let's talk."

Guo Qin knocked down the corner again, turned his head and looked at the wind blowing outside the door.

"I, cough, cough..." The food spewed out of his mouth. Normally, he would have picked it up bit by bit, but he didn't pick it up this time.

"Why don't I tell my story." Seeing this, Xin Xinrong patted Guo Qin's swaying back and said.

Guo Qin was so coughed that he couldn't speak, so he glanced at him and nodded to indicate yes.Xin Xinrong slowly withdrew his hands, leaned against the cold wall as if thinking, and only spoke after a while.

"Actually, when I was young, I didn't believe that there were any fairy tales in the world. Those were just made up by adults to comfort children..."

The rain outside has subsided.

"But even then, I chose to stay. Do you know why?"

When Xin Xinrong said this, he tilted his head and looked at Guo Qin.He seemed to be having a sweet dream and was fast asleep.

Xin Xinrong fumbled under the straw mat, and took out half a cigarette and a lighter with almost no water.After rubbing it, there was a small but bright flame, he lit the half cigarette and put it in his mouth to bite the cigarette holder.

"Because there's nothing I want to leave behind."

He finished speaking unhurriedly, and exhaled a faint smoke ring. The smoke ring made a strange shape and then drifted away, missing.

After an unknown amount of time, gloomy sunlight slanted in and a strand of it passed through Guo Qin's flying hair and fell to the ground, so the wind stirred his hair, and the light spots on the ground were also scattered.

He was still very quiet and cool.

Xin Xinrong reached out and touched his head as usual, but closed his eyes tightly.

Maybe, now he is the only one left.Tomorrow night, no, there will be only one person here tonight or none...

"Death is death, at least not despair."

He said to himself, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.