The cycle is definitely not endless.
Xie Xiaoyu didn't know how many times he could cycle through this strange story.
She must cherish every opportunity.
What's more important is that in the previous cycles, Xie Xiaoyu could always meet those two stores.
If, this time, she leaves the bulletin board and enters the cycle, she encounters the butcher shop again.
But she did not take Song Qiangwei back. Whether she could leave alive was unknown.
Xie Xiaoyu must cherish this only one opportunity.
Therefore, even though she knew the danger was approaching, she could not leave.
We can only find a place to hide as close to the bulletin board as possible.
In the hope that he can hide it well and not be caught by that thing.
Xie Xiaoyu looked around and found no hidden corner where she could hide her from being discovered.
In my heart, I couldn't help but feel anxious.
Hearing the sound getting closer and closer, Xie Xiaoyu didn't care about anything else.
Seeing a tall sycamore tree nearby, he quickly ran behind the tree and carefully tucked himself up.
Xie Xiaoyu could only pray constantly in his heart.
I was hoping that it would be too dark and the fog was too thick for that thing to find itself hiding behind the tree.
Although, she herself felt that her idea was a little too beautiful.
But other than that, she had no choice.
The sound was getting closer and clearer.
The barking of dogs kept rising and falling in the dark night, weak, yet indescribably shrill and sharp.
It seems that he is suffering from great pain.
Accompanying the barking was a woman's low hum.
"Ooooh, ohoh... be good..."
The voice sounded extremely soft and vague.
Xie Xiaoyu curled up deeper behind the tree.
At this time, she was even a little lucky. Long-term malnutrition had made her body extremely petite and thin.
At times like this, you can hide better.
Reduce the probability of being discovered.
At the same time, Xie Xiaoyu carefully turned his face to the side and turned his attention to the source of the sound.
The light of the street lamp illuminated the fog into a grayish white.
From this gray, a figure emerged against the light.
The figure looked like a woman.
She is of medium height, with long hair hanging naturally around her shoulders. The hem of her windbreaker was blown up and down by the night wind, swaying slightly with her movements.
At the same time, one of her two hands was holding a heavy bag, and the other seemed to be holding something on her chest.
The woman moved naturally towards Xie Xiaoyu.
A groaning sound came from his mouth.
The more Xie Xiaoyu listened to the voice, the more familiar it became, and the more he looked at the woman's figure, the more familiar he felt.
How does this feel...
The more I look at him, the more he looks like an old acquaintance?
Finally, the familiar figure was close before his eyes.
The thick fog seemed to be much lighter than before.
Xie Xiaoyu saw it more clearly than before.
The woman's figure walked to the bulletin board, and continued to move forward without stopping.
It seemed that Xie Xiaoyu was not found hiding around.
Xie Xiaoyu stared at her and his every move, secretly hoping that she would leave quickly.
But suddenly the woman stopped.
He stood there and twisted his head twice.
As if looking around.
Xie Xiaoyu huddled behind the tree and held his breath involuntarily.
One hand was pressed on his chest, as if this could make his heart beat more slowly.
She worked hard to reduce her presence, fearing that even a slightly louder movement would attract the other person's attention.
Let's go quickly...
Xie Xiaoyu kept chanting these four words in his heart.
At this moment, the woman suddenly stopped humming and said something.
"This bulletin board looks so familiar. Why do I feel like I've come back again? Where is the hospital?"
The soliloquy with some anguish and anxiety fell into Xie Xiaoyu's ears.
This sound was like a shocking sound.
So familiar!
Wang Qing!
Xie Xiaoyu immediately realized that this woman was not the weird woman she imagined, but the Wang Qing she had been waiting for for a long time.
Xie Xiaoyu was so happy that he almost jumped out from behind the tree, causing Wang Qing to run over.
Just one second before Xie Xiaoyu made the move.
She saw Wang Qing pacing back and forth twice.
However, two footsteps sounded on the street.
The two footsteps overlapped each other. If Xie Xiaoyu had not experienced everything before and was now sensitive to the footsteps, he might not have been able to hear them.
That thing is now following Wang Qing!
Xie Xiaoyu immediately realized this and was shocked.
Did Wang Qing find out?
That thing was following Wang Qing... Did Wang Qing notice it?
If Wang Qing found out, why was he still so unhurried?
If Wang Qing hadn't discovered it...
Xie Xiaoyu didn't know whether he should show up at this time, let alone how to remind Wang Qing.
She is not so noble that she is willing to sacrifice herself to save others.
Even if this person is a senior who briefly pointed out the direction of her life not long ago.
For Xie Xiaoyu, she must cherish her life even for her mother.
In everything, put your own safety first.
Therefore, after a short period of confusion.
Xie Xiaoyu still chose to huddle behind the sycamore tree and observe quietly.
Wang Qing took two steps back and forth near the bulletin board, and the sound followed Wang Qing's footsteps and overlapped with her footsteps.
Moreover, the sound is gradually becoming clearer.
It was exactly the same as what Xie Xiaoyu encountered before.
Wang Qing held the dog in her arms, feeling sad and sad in her heart.
Good guy, she's been looking for the hospital for so long, and now she's back to this bulletin board.
She shouldn't be so confident in her sense of direction.
If I had known earlier, I would have asked the housekeeper or Xue Tong to follow me when I went out.
Seeing the seriously injured and dying dog on the road, Wang Qing was really at a loss for a while.
However, seeing the dog struggling on the ground, her clever little mind soon came up with an idea.
You can take off your coat and wrap the dog up.
So Wang Qing immediately took off his coat and spread it flat on the ground.
Then, he stretched out his hand toward the squirming pool of mud-like flesh and blood on the ground.
Not to mention, the dog was almost crushed into a pulp.
Wang Qing couldn't even pick it up, so he held it with his hands and put it into his coat bit by bit.
Wang Qing did not let go of the fur and pieces of meat left on the ground.
She was afraid that without that little piece, the dog would be even more incomplete.
Squatting on the ground, he carefully used his nails to dig out the meat pulp stuck in the cement seams bit by bit, and put it together.
After working hard for a long time, I finally completed this complicated work.
Fortunately, during this process, the dog stayed strong and made a weak bark.
