Mountains and seas have a home

Chapter 172 Send Me Home

Tang Ji carried Song Chen out of the car. Half of Song Chen's body was covered in blood, and the seat was soaked.Song Chen pressed his hands on his neck, and blood gushed out from between his fingers. He looked at Tang Ji's chin and gasped deeply: "Am I dying?"

"Shut up, little thing." Tang Ji lowered his head and glanced at him, he kicked open a door with a red cross on the door, "You won't die , no one will die."

Song Chen smiled, the corners of his mouth raised and lowered, his face was splattered with blood, his lips trembled like a leper, and turned white: "Damn it, I was shot, and my neck was pierced. .damn... asshole..."

"Listen, we found the first aid station. I will cure you, I will plug the hole in your neck firmly, you just need to sleep and wake up alive and well. Listen to Song Chen, the two of us are Together, no one can do without anyone. You are the executor of the time bureau, and the executor will not die, you have to keep this in mind.”

The outside suddenly darkened, the lightning on the black tower disappeared, and the darkness became the master here again.The floor under his feet shook violently, Tang Ji couldn't stand still, and staggered forward, Song Chen hit his head on his chest.There was silence all around, only their breathing and footsteps, it was too dark, Tang Ji's eyes were as bright as leopards, turquoise, Song Chen could see clearly, even though his eyes became blurred.

"Damn it, your eyes are so beautiful." Song Chen spoke intermittently, his Adam's apple, which was more prominent because of his thinness, rolled up and down, "I can remember it for many years."

"It's my honor." Tang Ji looked down at Song Chen's face, he nodded, his hard expression softened slightly, "It's my honor to be able to remember you for many years."

The eyes of nocturnal animals allow Tang Ji to walk freely in the dark without the help of night vision devices. He holds Song Chen in his arms. Song Chen's body looks extremely thin in comparison, as if it will turn into powder in the next second Blown away by the wind.The building complex was hit by an earthquake just now, and many houses collapsed. The roof and walls showed signs of cracking, but the main buildings were still intact.

Tang Ji kicked away the scattered wooden cabinets, tables and chairs on the ground, all of which were caused by the earthquake.He crossed several obstacles to the east corner of the first-aid station, and found that all the hospital beds placed there were occupied by gravel and powder.The hospital bed was unusable. Tang Ji looked back and saw that a curved table next to him had moved, but fortunately he escaped.Tang Ji put Song Chen on it, wiped off the chalk on the table with his arm, and then put him down.

Song Chen was lying flat, his fingers were twitching constantly, his feet rubbed against the table under him, his eyes widened and he asked softly, "Why is it suddenly dark? It's so quiet outside... Where are we, I can't see Things, Tang Ji, I can't see anything!"

White light suddenly shot/into the eyes, and a rickety chandelier lit up above the head, illuminating the dust flying in the air.Song Chen shut his eyes tightly tightly, and sore tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes. He raised his waist, turned his face sideways to avoid the light, and loosened his hand covering his neck, revealing a bloody gun hole.

"We have been sucked into the black hole, an independent space, there is no light here, and no one else but us. There is also a niobium metal cover to protect us. We are absolutely safe and will be fine."

Tang Ji came back from the other side. He just went to turn on the power controller, and then turned on the light on the first floor.I don’t know how long this building complex has been forgotten, but the power system here is still functioning, as if it has never been abandoned, it just stays here, everything is well prepared, always in order, waiting for someone to open it at any time it.

"You can't let go of your hand, little thing, hold the wound, or you will lose too much blood and die." Tang Ji put down the box he took out from the collapsed cabinet, took Song Chen's hand and forced him to press hard into the gun hole , pulled up the restraint belt and bound Song Chen's ankles, knees and waist.

Song Chen bit his lower lip and made a sound that was half whimpering and half moaning. His eyebrows were wrinkled together because of the pain, almost pressing above his eyes, and tears flowed down when he blinked.Tang Ji turned his head over, held his forehead with both hands, saw Song Chen's eyes almost flooded with tears, paused for a second, and wiped away the tears with his thumb.

"Don't cry, you've done a good job, you can do it, can you be obedient?" Tang Ji blinked his eyes twice quickly, and used the restraint belt and skull fixer to stop Song Chen from moving around, "You can do it, Open your mouth and don't let yourself fall asleep."

"I want to go home, I want to go home." Song Chen opened his mouth, the light on the top made his face even paler, but his sunken eye sockets were flushed, "Hometown, high mountains and deep streams, fresh fermented green ants, Chamon... the dog barking..."

Tang Ji opened the box at his feet, which contained surgical instruments and some anesthetics.He put on a mask and gloves, injected the anesthetic into Song Chen's body, and said, "I have been to your hometown, it is beautiful, especially when it snows, I still remember it."

Song Chen swallowed his throat, moved his eyelashes in the steam, glanced to the side, and smiled reluctantly: "Fortunately, there is an anesthetic, where did you get this thing? Has it not expired?"

"No, I can assure you. This is a first-aid station. Of course there will be anesthetics. You can find them by breaking open a cabinet. You can find first-aid kits everywhere." Tang Ji didn't wait for the anesthetics to fully take effect before he began to treat the wound. Song Chen's The neck was traversed by the bullet, which broke the cervical spine. If he moved a little more than two millimeters, the trachea would be severed in the middle.The two bullet holes are facing each other, and they can run out from the other end with a breath.Tang Ji paused slightly.

Song Chen noticed his hesitation, his chest heaved, and asked him in silence: "What's wrong? Is there no way to save it? Haha, I knew it was like this... You can't fool me, Tang Ji .”

Tang Ji lowered his eyes and didn't look at Song Chen's expression, but told him in a calm and peaceful tone: "No, it's actually just a small hole, it's just that there's too much blood, it looks more scary. The sniper Really bad marksmanship."

Song Chen laughed softly, he knew that Tang Ji was joking, some things were like a mirror in his heart, and those thoughts hung like moonlight.The anesthetic began to work, and he gradually felt no pain, nor could he feel the movement of the knife in Tang Ji's hand.The brain is starved of oxygen, drowsy, and the lights are falling like snowflakes.

"It's snowing." Song Chen said, the voice flowed from the two lips, and the boundaries of the syllables became blurred.His eyes are squinted, staring straight at the chandelier above.The chandelier wobbled like the heart of an elusive drunk.

"What?" Tang Ji didn't hear clearly and asked back.Lifting his eyelids to look at Song Chen, he saw that the bridge of his nose was placed in the light, and his whole body seemed to be floating, to the same height as his soul.

Song Chen didn't answer right away, his mandible was moving, but he didn't make a sound. There was a spiral staircase in his mind, which never ended.Song Chen didn't know what it was. He walked deeper and deeper on the stairs, as if stepping on the heavy snow in the forest, chasing a sika deer that appeared at dawn.

Seeing that he was silent, Tang Ji repeated the question with a louder voice: "What did you just say? Say it, dear, say something, don't let yourself be quiet, don't sleep."

If he closes his eyes at this moment, he will never be able to open them again. Tang Ji understands this, he understands it better than anyone else.What bad marksmanship is but a self-deceiving lie, Tang Ji is not good at lying.Many people have died in the past. Some people can still see the sun the next day when they close their eyes, while some people sleep forever under the grass full of bluebells.

Song Chen was dragged back to reality by Tang Ji's voice, and the double shadows of the lights in front of him gathered together and then dispersed again.He opened his mouth forcefully, breathing quickly, and said, "It's snowing, my hometown, it's snowing. There's a sika deer in the snow."

"Okay, there is a sika deer. It must have brown antlers, tall and beautiful, just like you." Tang Ji continued, the blood from the wound spurted out and splashed on his chest, and he tightened his neck, "You Do you know? Little thing, you are as beautiful as a sika deer."

Tang Ji looked at Song Chen's face from time to time, and each time he quickly moved away. His voice remained unprecedentedly gentle, which was an emotion he had never felt before.The wound was bleeding profusely, and no matter what method was used, it was useless, and Tang Ji's eyes began to turn red.

"I'm still as brave as it is, daring to fight for my life under the hunter's gun." Song Chen's fingers gripped the edge of the table, trembling all over, "I've seen it... when I was young ...I shouldn't have taken this mission, I shouldn't have gone to Russia..."

He turned his gaze to Tang Ji, his tears dried up, he couldn't move his head, he couldn't see Tang Ji's face.Song Chen felt that his body was slowly getting lighter, as if something was peeling off and turned into smoke or dust.He was terrified, trying desperately to escape from the restraints, to reach out and pull back what had been stripped away.

Seeing that he was twisting his body, Tang Ji quickly stretched out his hands to hold his legs and shoulders. When he loosened his hands, the wound on his neck was torn again, and a piece of broken shrapnel was embedded in the flesh.Tang Ji stopped the bleeding urgently, then held Song Chen's chin, lowered his head and looked at him.

"Wake up, Song Chen, look into my eyes. Now is not the time to say, it's already today, and we are already here. Time is a precise program, and we can only make decisions in a specific period of time. The right order. Now, you should tell yourself that you can survive, we are strong, we have a lot to do, we have to go home, and you have to survive until the day you go home."

"When will I be able to finish these things, and when will I be able to go home?" Song Chen looked into Tang Ji's eyes, the dry eyelids were soon dizzy with water vapor again, "My original task was just to get you Sent to the border, that's all. Tang Ji, I don't understand, I don't understand, there are many things I don't understand."

Listening to his voice, Tang Ji saw that his eyes were full of anger and doubt, as well as sadness that could not be ignored.Suddenly unable to speak, Tang Ji felt that someone had grabbed his throat.The healthy and intact Song Chen was vulnerable in front of him, and now the dying Song Chen remained motionless, yet he was able to grab his throat fiercely.

"No, I don't know..." Tang Ji couldn't answer Song Chen's question, he shook his head, he could only sigh from his throat, and then pressed against Song Chen's forehead, "I'm sorry... "

He straightened up and stopped looking at Song Chen's expression, but those hazy eyes were burned in his mind and he couldn't get rid of them.Tang Ji picked up the bandage, knife and scissors, and continued his previous work. The back of his head was so hot that it was almost burning, and his brain was in pain like an explosion.

"I'm sorry..." Song Chen's lips opened and closed, his eyebrows stretched, and the mist in his eyes reflected the flickering lights. He repeated Tang Ji's words, "I hate you... your Those eyes, I will remember them for years..."

Tang Ji covered the back of his head and neck, and moved his hands away from the heat. He poured alcohol on the towel and applied it to the back, but it still couldn't relieve it at all.He had such a headache that he could hardly think, like a meat grinder was working in his mind, and all the flesh and blood were twisted into a ball.

He can't be soft-hearted, if he is soft-hearted, he will die.Tang Ji couldn't hold the scalpel, and tremblingly wandered around the edge of the wound. Finally, the knife fell to the ground with a clang. He also had to hug his head and tear his hair tightly, as if going crazy.

Just a few seconds after the scalpel fell, the shrapnel embedded in the flesh exploded, cut into the trachea, and severed the trachea.Song Chen opened his mouth suddenly, puffed out his chest, and wanted to breathe air.His face turned blue quickly, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

"Please, don't do this." Tang Ji covered Song Chen's neck with his hands, and sprinkled the hemostatic medicine on the wound in a panic. Most of the medicine powder was sprinkled on the table, "You will not die, you will live Come down and settle with me. I'll apologize and let you have it, and I won't fight back. I'm guilty, you didn't deserve it, you didn't deserve it... God, what the hell is going on, what the hell What went wrong..."

Tears dripped from his eyes, which were cold and fell on Song Chen's cheeks.Song Chen's eyelashes moved, and he felt the despair and hesitation brought about by a man like a tough guy. At this time, he was still dying, and he could hear Tang Ji's voice.

"Send me home...tell my parents, I love them...I miss them very much...and the time bureau, I should become a regular after the next year, I will 19 years old...Please let them engrave this good news on my tombstone..."

"No, we shouldn't be like this, don't say these words, we will go home, just like this day, it will always be bright." With a crying nasal voice, Tang Ji kept stroking Song Chen's forehead and hair, "As the years grow, you need to be strong. There are many more days to come, more disappointments and more deaths. You can be afraid, you can hide and cry, you're 19, you're young, There is still hope, and there will be growth. Wait until that day, the cold winter will be over, and the future will be long."

"The cold winter is over, the days to come will be long..." Song Chen said, his voice was more sad than the cold winter, "the days will be long."

Tang Ji sewed up the wound with trembling hands. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but soon came up again.At that moment, many things flashed through his mind, the snow in Greater Khingan Mountains, the snow in Siberia, those past and scars were all buried in the heavy snow.

The light in front of Song Chen's eyes spread out like water, flowing, wrapping his body, and then lighting up his soul.His lips were still moving, and with the last bit of consciousness left, he said, "Although I hate you, there was a time when I... liked you."

The tail sound floated in the air, turned into dust, and turned into ashes in the light.He closed his eyes in the ashes, closed his lips, and his expression stayed at the last second.He will not wake up again, he will sleep under the grass full of bluebells, listening to the butterflies lingering among the flowers.

The sika deer is running in the first light of dawn, the distant mountains are shrouded in light mist, and the halo hovers between the two mountains.It ran into the unsunlit plain, where the red shirt and pine trees grew sparsely, and the hunter's sight could not reach here.

Run across mountains and lakes, across hills and plains, through dawn and dusk, through moonset and starfall.The place where the stars fall is his hometown, and the end of the mountains and seas is the home of the soul. He will return there, and return to the heaven-sent paradise of freedom.

The first aid station became quiet, the light on the first floor peeked through the gray windows, dimly, like a small lantern.This silence seems to come from the deep sea, because only the deep sea can have such a huge loneliness, like a whale sinking quietly after death.

Song Chen was lying on the curved table with a restraint belt on his body, but his body temperature was already cold.He died a painful death.Tang Ji covered his neck and sat down beside the table, on the dirty old hospital bed, next to Song Chen's body.

There was a piece of shrapnel the size of a fingernail in his hand, which was stained with blood, and was wiped clean by Tang Ji's fingers.He lowered his eyes to look at the shrapnel in his hand, turned it over and over, his face was expressionless, he didn't know what expression to use at this moment.The pain in the back of his head has eased, the chip almost melted just now, and he almost died here.The remaining alcohol was evaporating, and physical cooling finally had some effect.

The pager on his waist suddenly rang. Tang Ji waited for the sound for a long time before taking the pager off his belt, and his lips tightened: "Sir."

"What happened to you just now?" Tang Lin's voice sounded from the other side, and suddenly went to the sky again, "The system almost started the suicide program, what are you doing? You can't be soft on anyone, don't you know? "

"I know, sir." Tang Ji's voice was calmer than his expression. He always lowered his eyebrows, watching the small steel pieces flipped between his fingers, and sat quietly beside a cold corpse, sitting In the center of floating dust.

"So what happened to you just now? You didn't complete the mission, you didn't kill the target correctly, you broke something, and you should know that. If it weren't for your goddamn compassion, this would all be over. You They should take full responsibility for it.”

"No, sir, you're mistaken, my soft heart is not for the purpose."

"What's that for? I don't understand. What else could make you nearly melt the chip? I've never seen you like that."

Tang Ji looked at Song Chen next to him. He raised his hand to stroke Song Chen's hair, feeling the strands of hair slipping from his fingers: "For something that has to be sad, please...some things that are outside of the task. .”

"Well I don't care what the hell is going on, you screwed up, you didn't kill the target, and I'm going to have to wait a long time. God, let this end soon."

"It won't end, sir." Tang Ji replied, "Battlefields are connected to battlefields, and death is connected to death. History repeats itself. This is a strange circle, a cycle, endless and never ending."

"Damn it, how can you say something like that now?"

"If I had gotten this call from you sooner, maybe I would have asked you for a state-of-the-art medical bed, and I wouldn't have been so sad. Shut up about the hindsight, now I need a way back. "

Tang Lin paused for a few seconds and asked, "Is anyone dead?"

"Ah."

"It's not in the scope of the mission. I don't care who the hell dies next to you, as long as you give me a good life to complete the mission. Well, maybe you can find a beautiful meadow and dig him a beautiful grave, and buried him."

"Fuck you bitch/bitch, I'm going to go back alive and put a gun down your throat and skin you and hang you with your entrails."

Tang Ji hung up the call, smashed the pager into the rubble beside it, and it shattered into pieces and bounced away.Tang Ji covered his eyes and heard the echo slowly disappear.He twisted the shrapnel, unloaded his own magazine, and pulled out a carved bullet from it, the front end was filled with red crystals.He put the shrapnel on the front of the bullet, both of which have the exact same engraving.

He didn't speak, and didn't show much expression. He put the bullets back into the magazine, and then unzipped the zipper to put the shrapnel into the inner pocket on his chest.Tang Ji turned off all the lights, leaving only the one above his head.Standing under this lonely halo with his rifle in hand, he stared down at Song Chen's face.

The blood on Song Chen's face has been cleaned, and the wound has been sewn up after death. At this moment, he looks spotless, more transparent than raw jade.He really does not belong here, the dust, gunpowder smoke and blood here are all moving away from him.

Maybe death is a relief for him, he doesn't have to count the steps of time every day, and he doesn't have to shed tears for it.And Tang Ji will definitely continue to struggle here alone, with a heart full of guilt and a more tenacious will, until he is completely destroyed.

Tang Ji bent down and kissed Song Chen's cold forehead, very lightly, like a butterfly resting on a flower petal, and spring water coming out of the forest.He didn't kiss Song Chen's lips. Although they had made a lot of love, they never kissed from the beginning to the end.

They have no love.Even if there is, it has long been exhausted by hatred.

"Good night." He sent his lonely blessing in the same soft whisper. I don't know if this blessing can be heard by Song Chen's soul, and whether it can make him feel a moment of peace.

On the joint base, all external exits have been closed, the parking platform has been repaired, and all external executives have withdrawn to the interior of the base.The hurricane is approaching the mainland, and it will make landfall in one hour. The closer it gets to the center, the stronger the wind will be, stirring up monstrous waves.

"I've never seen waves this high on Earth, man, I gotta admit I haven't."

"But it's also Earth."

"Well, what I'm talking about is the 21st century, the earth we live on. Why do you have to criticize? Have you seen this? In the center of the ocean, the wave height has exceeded 100 meters. When it rushes to the edge of the continent, can it Over 225 meters. Bastard, this continent is sinking."

"Oh God, this is incredible, an unthinkable disaster. But we'll be safe, we'll have plenty of fuel, an impregnable base, an all-knowing galaxy, smart minds, and unwavering faith."

"You are always so optimistic, I really envy you, you are always full of hope for the future. Brother, give me a drink, I want to strengthen myself."

"You should have said that earlier, there is only one last sip left in the bottle, but this one is enough to fill your ant-sized guts. Take heart, friends, trust the human mind, we are the executives of the Time Bureau, the executives will never be defeated."

They laughed.

Zhu Min sat on the bullet box on the other side and smoked, with ash all over his feet.He squinted through the smoke to see the executives in front of him teasing, and the screen behind him showed a huge cloud, shining light on his wet hair.

He listened silently to the executives' conversations, took a puff of smoke, and then let it out in a long breath, as if he was sighing. His melancholy expression made him look unhappy.He had just come out of the first aid cabin, Xiao Zhuoming and others were still inside, Ji Yao's heart had stopped beating for a long time, it is said that such a long time, death can already be judged.

"Doctor Zhu." Someone next to him called him and sat down with a white coat, sitting next to Zhu Min, with a hard metal box under his buttocks, "Can I sit here?"

Zhu Min turned his head and took a look, just in time to spit out a puff of smoke and threw it on Linnai Dawn's face. He smiled and said, "You are already sitting here, why come to ask my opinion? Where do you sit? It's yours." free."

Dawn smiled and said nothing.He supported the bullet box, looked at the shaking figure in front of him with Zhu Min, then looked back at Zhu Min's haggard look, and asked softly: "Is Dr. Zhu thinking about the commander? no."

Shaking off the ash, Zhu Min raised his toes and crushed the ash, shook his head with a cigarette in his mouth, and said, "No."

"What's that for?"

Zhu Min looked into Dawn's blue eyes. This Canadian has a face that is unforgettable.Zhu Min's eyes were almost narrowed. He raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and raised his hand to take the cigarette away from his mouth: "Do you know what the commander said to me just now?"

"What did he say about you?"

"He said that I have no sexual/life/living experience." Zhu Min looked down at his shoes, laughing while talking, "It's really fucking annoying."