black.

This is the darkness of the five fingers.

Li Zheng still couldn't see anything with his eyes open.

This is a small utility room, so small that it can only accommodate one person, and it is a bit difficult to even turn around.

Li Zheng has been here for about a few dozen minutes. The strong discomfort came from all directions like a tide. The thick darkness seemed to bring him back to the boundless silence after the earth-shaking mountain in Qingshan Town seven years ago.

"Son, you have to remember...Mom will love you forever..."

In the darkness, the mother's gentle voice came from another world.

Li Zheng was trembling all over, and tears couldn't stop slid down his cheeks.

"Son, you have to be stronger and live strong..."

That was the last sentence left by my mother.

Li Zheng clenched his teeth and heard a giggling sound.

This is the most painful picture in his memory.

That year, Li Zheng was trapped in the ruins for four days and four nights.

Relying on the remaining water in a deformed rice cooker beside him, he miraculously survived to be rescued.

When something happened, the whole family was having a meal, and the disaster came without warning.

In the crisis, the parents each held the two ends of the dining table, and used their lives to build a small living area for Li Zheng in the ruins.

Since that day, Li Zheng has lived a heavier life than many people.

His life was exchanged for his parents' lives from the hands of the god of death, and he always carries his parents' lives.

Four days later, Li Zheng, who was confused, finally heard footsteps on the ruins, and even heard someone talking.

He gathered his last strength to shout in the corner with excitement: "Mom...Dad...Someone is here..."

There was no response from the darkness, only the silence of death.

The cruel facts are in front of you, and your parents are gone...

He wanted to cry very much, but he didn't even have the strength to cry, and he just let out a sob in his throat.

Maybe God can't stand it anymore, and finally left him a glimmer of hope.

Li Zheng's faint crying attracted the attention of the rescuers.

"There are people below!"

Someone shouted on the ruins, and then people from all directions quickly gathered over.

That day, dozens of people spent more than half a day, digging every second, and the five-story old building collapsed hundreds of tons of cement and steel bars.

The structure of the ruins formed after the collapse is very unstable. If you are not careful, it will cause a second accident and make the rescue work fail. Therefore, heavy machinery cannot be used, and you can only rely on human resources to excavate.

Time is life.

Life is a command!

dig!

The dozens of soldiers on the ruins did it as soon as they said!

shovel.

Iron chisel.

Even with both hands...

From digging in the morning to the afternoon, more than 20 tons of cement steel bars were removed, and finally I saw Li Zheng trapped.

Li Zheng, who had been struggling to support the darkness for four days, felt that the whole world was so dazzling, and his hands subconsciously blocked his eyes.

Through his fingers, he vaguely saw several figures in camouflage uniforms, and was turning his head excitedly and shouting at people not far away: "The child is still alive! Still alive!"

It turned out to be the People's Liberation Army.

It's saved!

Li Zheng finally couldn't hold on and fainted.

...

Scenes of that year flashed through my mind.

In the utility room, Li Zheng's breathing became more and more rapid.

He began to have hallucinations, and the four walls came alive, squeezing towards himself from different directions, trying to press himself into meat sauce.

After the earthquake, Li Zheng was anxious and anxious even when he took the elevator and had a strong desire to escape.

Psychologists diagnose this as "cluophobia", which is a psychological disorder that is a psychological stress trauma caused by harm in a specific environment.

There is no specific medicine for this disease, so you can only take some anti-anxiety drugs orally, use some psychological and behavioral training, and slowly get out of the shadow.

Over the years, Li Zheng has been fighting against this psychological disorder. He feels like a trapped warrior and must rely on himself to break the shackles tied to his soul.

Systematic desensitization, impact therapy, exposure therapy, cognitive therapy...

He will try any of it that is helpful to the condition.

"I can..."

He took a deep breath, drove the hallucinations out of his mind, then raised his wrist with difficulty, and the screen of the watch lit up.

The numbers on the timing are beating, and 51 minutes have passed.

The previous record was 40 minutes, but this time it broke my own record.

The doctor told him that as long as he could stay in a small and dark environment for an hour without breaking down, he would be considered a desensitization successful.

Just hold on for another 9 minutes...

Li Zheng opened his mouth like a drowning person, sucking in a few breaths of air.

He slowly relaxed himself, leaned slowly against the wall, and a picture of the past appeared in his mind—

Li Zheng, who had just recovered from a serious illness, stood by the roadside, and military vehicles filled with soldiers drove past the road in front of him. He slowly raised the cards in his hand.

The above is covered with white paper, and a thick line of regular characters was written in red marker pen - when I grow up, I will also join the army!

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I, Hu Hansan, are back!
Chapter completed!