Yan Bubu walked hurriedly on the dark street.
He was very reluctant to use the flashlight to shine to both sides, for fear of shining it on the dead bodies on the ruins, but he had to look all the way, hoping to find a pharmacy.
The street here was even more difficult to walk on, with rolling stones everywhere. He had to hold the flashlight in his mouth and use his hands and feet to climb over the hills.
"I'm... Binunu, a little chubby... Binunu..."
His palms were wet with cold sweat and he could hardly hold the flashlight. Yan Bubu sang softly to give himself courage. The white beam of light shone through the dilapidated window frames and the cold brick walls.
Wherever the light passed, limbs could occasionally be seen exposed under the rocks. In one of the rooms, there was a body that might have been stuck, maintaining a standing position, staring at Yan Bubu through the door frame that had never collapsed.
Yan Bubu's voice stopped abruptly, and after a few seconds he quickly moved the flashlight away, making a whimpering sound while inhaling.
He stood there and took several deep breaths before dragging his trembling legs forward.
After a moment, the trembling and out-of-tune humming sounded again.
"... Binunu, I'm not afraid, not afraid of death, Binunu looking for medicine..."
The flashlight light stayed on half of a billboard on the street, and Yan Bubu stopped.
Although the houses had collapsed and the streets had changed, he still recognized the sign with candy on it. His mother had brought him to this store before, and as long as he climbed over the pile of rocks in front, there would be a pharmacy on the right.
Yan Bubu was cheered up and quickened his pace, but when he reached the pile of rocks, he stopped again.
On both sides of the pile of rocks were concrete slabs with exposed steel bars, stacked very high. He could not climb over them. In the only passable path, there was a dead body lying face down.
If you want to pass through here, you must step over the corpses.
Yan Bubu took a step back tremblingly, hesitated for a moment, and then took another step forward.
Then retreat again, and then move forward again.
Finally, he did not retreat and walked to the body in one go.
There was a large hole on the corpse's neck, which appeared as a circle of solidified black under the pale light of the flashlight.
Yan Bubu was very scared. He wanted to turn around and run away, running all the way to the young master. But he was more afraid that the young master would die and go to heaven without medicine.
Although heaven is very lively now, Yan Bubu doesn't want everyone to go to heaven and be the only one left in the end.
He failed to keep his mother, but he was determined to keep the young master.
"Hello, can I step on you? Oh, you can't talk now." Yan Bubu asked with a trembling voice, looked around, and continued in a soft voice: "Then don't be angry, I really can't get through from another place."
A gust of wind blew by, and a plastic bag somewhere spun on the ground, making a rustling sound. A cat that had survived the disaster sat not far away, its eyes shining.
"Cat, can you come and keep me company for a while?" Yan Bubu begged.
The cat got up lazily and walked away without looking back.
Yan Bubu took a deep breath, and finally raised one foot tremblingly and stepped on the leg of the corpse.
He held onto the stone beside him, walked forward with a pale face, and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I feel a little heavy, I shouldn't eat too much normally, I'm sorry..."