"Tao Ran, Lu Ming... was not rescued, he left..."

Tao Ran froze in the wind, as if he was suddenly frozen by this winter night.

36 Bed with the look of waiting for life and the tears falling from the corners of her eyes, the woman was vaguely chanting "Baby, what should mother do?", and Su Hanshan's red eyes appeared alternately in her mind.

Actually, what should have come to mind...

"Teacher Su..." She held Su Hanshan's hand even tighter.

"Tao Ran, tell me about you and this city." Su Hanshan's voice was as light as if it was separated by a layer of fog.

"Okay... OK..." familiar scenes appeared in Tao Ran's mind.

"When I was a child, I lived in an old neighborhood. My mother was cheerful and enthusiastic. She knew everyone on the street. She could talk for half an hour when she met anyone. My dad said that she would talk to the door panel. The first floor of the street was full of storefronts, and all kinds of shops were available. There was a restaurant just a few steps away, such as a braised vegetable shop, breakfast shop, small barber shop, Internet cafe, by the way, there was also a mahjong shop. Have you ever seen a mahjong shop? When we were a child, there were so many streets. The shops collected cups of tea and could spend a day in it. In short, it was noisy all day long, and the neighbors had a very good relationship, and there were also conflicts. They were on the street with their waists on their backs.

It was so lively. My father's small restaurant is open at the end of the street, selling hot dry noodles and stir-fried fast food. It has a good reputation. It is all done by regular customers. There are many fast foods at lunch. Students, office workers who order lunch boxes around, and neighbors who play mahjong in the mahjong restaurant all order meals from my father. At that time, there was no Meituan. They were all delivered by the shop's shop. I don't like to eat them in my father's store. I like to eat them from the bean skins of the home, hot dry noodles and eggnog wine from the west. I eat a bowl of hot dry noodles and then drink a bowl of eggnog wine. It's so beautiful..." Tao Ran stared at the night ahead, his voice getting smaller and smaller, and finally choked and lost his voice.

Tao Ran grew up in this city, familiar with the excitement and impetuousness of the people and cars coming and going, familiar with the collision and joy of the various sounds of the bustling sounds of the streets and alleys.

But all of this suddenly disappeared.

It was like a giant hand, gently wiping it away. Only a body that seemed familiar and unfamiliar to her, was left, with high-rise buildings with steel and concrete standing coldly, and all the fresh breaths that belonged to her were wiped away without a trace.

At this moment, except for her and Su Hanshan, there was no one or a car on the street.

Every step forward is no different.

In front of us, there is still no one's emptiness and desolation, there are still tall buildings with steel and concrete, and the cold lights in winter nights.

The road is straight and long.

At the very end of my eyes, the dark night that was invisible, contacting the sky, a dark ball surged and rolled from afar, pressing the sky low.

It was like that giant hand, pressing people's heart down desperately, suffocating, struggling, struggling, and struggling in the trace of breath that came in, with sadness and desolation.

"It's not like this...Teacher Su, it's not like this..."

She had never experienced such a night, unlike her coming back to the hospital without hesitation, and she was sweating all over her body to fight the virus with the patients in the critical ward. The city she loved was like a seriously ill giant lion, silent in pain, and she heard its moans on this suffocating night.

"Teacher Su! Let's run! Is it okay to run?" She raised her head, her eyes tingling with the pain of her desperate restraint.

Su Hanshan looked slightly sideways.

Tao Ran held his hand and ran.

At first I was trotting, but later I ran faster and faster.

She heard the whistling wind in her ears, the heavier breathing of her and Su Hanshan, and the sound of their footsteps echoing back and forth.

Yes, that's what it should be!

The city she loves is vivid, vital, and sound!

I don’t know how far I ran, but she stopped until she couldn’t run anymore. She still didn’t let go of Su Hanshan’s hand and breathed heavily while wearing a mask.

Su Hanshan just breathed slightly, not as breathless as she ran.

Seeing her hair running in a mess after the hat slipped off, Su Hanshan's hand hanging down moved slightly, stopped and clenched his fists.

A gust of wind blew, causing her short hair to start flying in the wind like grass again.

With a secret sigh, Su Hanshan finally raised his hand, rubbed her hair, and then put her hat on.

Her eyes were red and she looked at Su Hanshan, "Teacher Su, we ran very hard, but sometimes the results were not satisfactory, but we couldn't stop and had to continue running, because only by running can we have hope of reaching the finish line, right?"

"Teacher Su, my city is sick, we will definitely cure it, it will get better, right?"

Just like when she was eighteen years old, she looked at him with tender and expectant eyes, hoping to get his affirmative answer.
Chapter completed!