Isolated island

13 Little ants in the rest room

Haiping is very sensible.He hugged the blanket and locked himself in the "rest room".These recuperation rooms in the deep tunnels are each turned into a separate room. The name is for the soldiers suffering from diseases to rest quietly, but in essence they are to isolate the seriously ill patients so as to avoid infecting all the officers and soldiers in the pit.

He knew that his action today completely shattered the gregarious illusion that he had deliberately created for the past ten years, and he saw the resentment and incomprehension towards him in every pair of hungry eyes.Therefore, locking himself in the rest room not only meets the team's wishes, but also protects himself.

He registered his team number with the watchman, got his water badge, and found his rest room.Opening the rusty iron door, the cold damp smell came out, making his stomach churn.

Listen carefully, and there is the sound of water droplets hitting the stone walls and floors that make up the whole room.As soon as the foot is stepped on, there is always a soft and greasy touch. Haiping guessed that it should be moss all over the ground.

He lit up the lamp provided by the guard, and vaguely saw the location of the bed.It is said to be a bed, but it is just a raised stone surface; and if you look at this retreat room clearly, it is just a simple and damp cave.

Haiping remembered that many people had heard that some soldiers who contracted the disease were sent here lying on stents, and they never walked out again.Will he be one of them too?

But at this moment, he really didn't have the heart to worry about his own fate. His whole body was hot and cold, sweating profusely and trembling for a while. Every time he took a step, his knee shaft hurt. The stone bed rested.

After lying down for a while, he felt that something was wrong, and the more he slept, the colder he got. He turned his hands and found that the blanket and clothes were wet—the cold water dripping from the eaves of the cave had formed a small beach on the stone bed.He struggled to get up, searched around with difficulty, and finally found a dry corner.He had no choice but to bow his body, shrink his limbs, and sit in a corner, resting on the rock wall.If something like a snake or a centipede got into his collar from the rock at this time, he probably wouldn't be too surprised...

The night seems to be getting deeper, there is no sound outside, and no one is moving around in the tunnel, except for those who stayed behind, everyone has rested, right?Once it was quiet, it lost its popularity, which seemed to make the cave even colder.

Haiping desperately exhaled warm air into his palms, but his body couldn't get warm no matter what.He breathed out too hard for a while, and couldn't breathe, and he started to cough, which made his lungs and brain ache ache.

The reason for this—he thought ruefully, scratching his hair—is because he stood out and helped those children.If he doesn't make a sound, nothing will happen. It's just that there is another poor child who has lost his childhood and youth just like him, but what does that matter to him?He can actually ignore it──

But--a thought flashed--does he regret it?he asked himself.

He calmed down and thought about it.

The answer is obvious.

No, no regrets.

Because I told the truth, it relieved the stagnation of birds in the past ten years, as if I climbed from the bottom of the valley to the peak, and screamed at this stupid world for a while, feeling happy...

He snorted, coughed and laughed, the noise was so loud that it echoed on the rock wall.

He feels proud, but also feels useless; he feels happy, but also sad.He doesn't know what to do with himself?He is in such a lowly situation like a little ant who is overjoyed and sympathetic for a little thing.

Just as he was letting himself go, he heard conversations coming from outside.He froze for a moment and fell silent.

Then, there were footsteps walking towards the convalescence room──and stopped in front of his own door.

Haiping tensed his nerves, thinking of the worst-case scenario—it might be the coach, who felt that the punishment was not enough and wanted to discipline him better; It almost ruined the day they dreamed of getting out of the pit, and what's more, it made him lose face in front of other squad leaders, so they wanted to "settle the bill" with him in private.

the door opened-