A yellow plastic duck appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes. It was a toy that could be held and dragged by children. The color of the plastic duck became dull after half a year of wind and sun, and the dark yellow coating had turned light yellow. , the thin hemp rope hanging on the toy has some rotten traces on the ground. The toy is placed in the middle of the concrete steps in front of him on the left, and a platform can be seen when he goes up the steps. He slowly climbs up the steps to the platform. Two old trees that can only be hugged by several people are surrounded by old-fashioned cement flower beds. The mottled bark tells him their history and age, telling him that they have witnessed the rise, development, and destruction of the town... On the platform is a building Old-fashioned buildings, the door is still the old-fashioned wooden frame door with small glass and yellow paint on it. With the passage of time, there is not much yellow paint left on the door, and the texture of the dark brown wood is covered by naughty little people from the past. The child carved a series of notches with a knife, and there was a wooden plaque on the right side of the gate, on which was written "XX Town Medical Clinic" in black ink. I can vaguely see the green paint on the wall below the chest height, and the paint near the base line has begun to peel off due to moisture.
The light of the flashlight sweeps around this medical office like a ghost town. Zhang Xiaoqiang walks in this quiet small building with a flashlight in one hand and a silver pistol in the other. The whole small building is silent, only the sound of his footsteps echoes. In this silent space, echoes were heard from far away. He looked at the messy rooms, the broken glass, the overturned filing cabinets, the scattered medical records, and the things he stepped on at the moment. The white coat under his feet looked around and he was about to turn around and go out. The moment he turned around, a little red puppet jumped into his eyes again. The little red puppet was thrown in a corner, covered with dust... Zhang Xiaoqiang Looking at the scene in front of him in amazement, his heart has long been ground into stone in this crazy apocalypse. His previous cowardice, timidity, hesitation, and fear no longer appear now, but the scene in front of him makes him My heart is twitching violently. This is a children's ward, with small chairs, small tables, and large building blocks piled up in the corner. There are many colorful small flags hanging on the white ceiling, and various cartoons are posted on the walls. Stickers, some glass bottles of glucose injection hung on some red-painted iron racks.
He walked into the ward carefully, and there were scattered white bones scattered everywhere. The skeletons of these white bones were small and slender. Different from the skeletons of adults, these bones were broken vigorously. The small skeleton on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly sat down on the dirty floor, and in the distance were a few small skeletons with no flesh, their dark eyes stared at him silently, and they had been depressed since entering the town. The heart explodes at this moment.
"Aw..." He howled like a beast, tears kept flowing from his eyes and fell to the dusty ground, he was crying, he was crying heartbreakingly, looking at these young victims, thinking of The ghostly town just now, and his struggle in the last days, he vented his anguish in his hoarse voice, he is not a superman, he is not a hero, he is just a humble little person, he will hurt, he will He will be sad, and he also needs someone to comfort him, but he can't, he can't show the weakest side of his heart, the end of the world is a bloody world, it will not let you go because of your weakness, it is a wandering A lone wolf in the dark, it is always staring at your neck, as long as you show a little weakness, it will pounce on you without hesitation, and pierce your Adam's apple with its cold fangs.
Its incarnation is everywhere, it is the zombies that wander in the wilderness and the city, it is a mutant beast hidden in the dark, and even, it will be a human being with flesh and blood like you, Zhang Xiaoqiang has always shown strength and ruthlessness. The mask he used to disguise, his heart has never changed, he is still the man who rushed out of the house for a few cabbages, the man surrounded by hundreds of zombies on a tall building in despair, his heart has always been Afraid, but he can't be afraid, he wants to think of himself as a strong man, even a fake strong man, he doesn't know what the heart of a real strong man is, he knows that he needs to cry and vent, when he walks out of the infirmary, he It's still the man who is fearless in the face of d2, the man who can cut off the heads of his compatriots with no expression on his face, the man who is cold and stern in front of his subordinates.
The men happily rushed into the houses to ransack the houses, the women carried their bags and picked up the gadgets they were interested in, Yang Keer took his little daughter Jiaer and plunged into the pile of snacks, Shangguan Qiaoyun carried her m1 plus Rand Rifle silently stared at the lonely Zhang Xiaoqiang, looking at his lonely expression. For some reason, her nose was always sore, and the corners of her eyes became dry. Something called tears echoed in her eyes. She looked at that The man with a gloomy expression felt a faint pain in his heart.
The man walked in front, she followed him from a distance, she followed very carefully, when the man stopped, she stopped too, the man stood in the middle of the street in a daze, she hid behind the wall and watched the man in a daze, the man watched Standing on the mountain, she looked at the man's back, the man looked at the viaduct in the distance, she looked at the man's back, the man looked up at the low and dark sky, she still watched the man's back, the man walked forward, she looked Silently following his back.
She followed the man carefully, watching the man's increasingly depressed back, she suddenly felt that her heart was so close to him, she didn't see everything the man saw, she only looked at the man, at him The shoulders that are not generous, she understood him, and suddenly understood him like that, without listening to him whispering, without looking at his lonely eyes, she just understood it that way, it was very strange, she always thought she knew men very well, She has come into contact with all kinds of men, polite, arrogant, cold and dangerous, wretched and lustful, impetuous, calm, handsome, ugly, crazy, timid, and who can do things for her. She was going to die, but she couldn't see Zhang Xiaoqiang clearly. From Zhang Xiaoqiang, she found how superficial her understanding of men was, because she had never really understood a man's heart.
But at this moment she somehow understood, she saw the loneliness from his back, saw the loneliness, saw the depression hidden in his heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang has always shown strength in front of others, in the lonely back behind others He disappeared without a trace, and only Shangguan Qiaoyun was silently staring at his back. What attracted the man? He slowly climbed up the steps to the side platform. He looked at the old tree and the dilapidated gate until he walked in... The inside of the house was very dark, and some corners were even darker because of the light. This dark space is so gloomy, as if there are evil ghosts lurking inside and peeping outside. Shangguan Qiaoyun walked in this quiet small building, she had no fear, let alone fear, she supported the shelled The wall slowly walked in. The sound of her footsteps was so soft that she could barely hear it. She didn't want to disturb him because of herself, so she kept walking along the wall, and beams of faint light shot through the transom. Entering the small building, dispelling the darkness hidden in the room slightly, she kept walking until she saw the dark red puppet... She leaned against the door and looked at the man kneeling on the ground howling and crying, the man standing in front of others The man with an indifferent face, the man standing on the forklift with high spirits, the man hanging on the monster and drawing a gun to shoot, he was so strong, cold, and cruel in front of everyone, but now this man is crying in this dark and closed space so sad, why is he weeping
The light beam of the flashlight rolled on the corner of the wall, and the orange light beam shot on a piece of white skeletons. Looking at those tiny skeletons, the tears in Shangguan Qiaoyun's eyes also rolled down... She walked into the room with tears in her eyes, and knelt down slowly Behind the man, she stretched out her tender arms and embraced him tightly...