Chapter 679

After the middle-aged man died, Crete went through a long period of depression.

In addition to the instinct to find some food and fresh water when he was very hungry, most of the time he sat in front of the middle-aged man's graveyard in a daze.

Yes, he made a tomb for a middle-aged man.

Crete's handwriting is very good, but the tombstone is bad. His handwriting is crooked.

But at least there's a tombstone.

No matter what the purpose of the middle-aged man is to save him, teach him to read and understand scriptures, these are facts.

But it was also the middle-aged man who overturned everything he had taught Crete.

Crete lives in a muddle

Time is a few years.

He has grown up to be a young man. At his age, he is in the best physical condition. It's not a big problem to go to the mountains and the sea. Therefore, food and fresh water are not big problems.

However, as the only priest in the street, he was still depressed, and saw more bodies in the street.

The arrival of a plague is almost inevitable!

Sure enough, in the summer of another year, when new criminals were thrown into the dark street, the plague broke out.

A large number of people died

However, the death here is silent, there is no pain of relatives and friends, there is no funeral, dead, quiet.

There are only dozens of sunny days in Wuguang street in a year.

When the plague broke out, it was the rainy season.

The sky is always gray, and people's hope for survival is gradually fading with the color of the sky

Until one day, the rainy sky suddenly cleared up, and even a rainbow appeared. Crete's eyes lit up with a figure.

It was a little girl in white, with black hair and black eyes.

She looks a few years younger than Crete, but her little figure runs on the island's only street full of the smell of crime. She cleans her handkerchief, cleans the wounds of the sick one by one, and tells them over and over again how to keep the ventilation and the environment clean and tidy.

The whole dark street seems to be clean just because she is alone.

Of course, people are still dying

Because there is no medicine in Wuguang street, the expired food is one or two years old, and it may still be intact, but the expired medicine is useless.

Moreover, most of the drugs thrown into the port of Wuguang street were packed and thrown together with various medical wastes full of bacteria, and no one dared to get close to them.

But the little girl's treatment is still effective.

At least, more and more people have survived the plague after the wounds have been effectively cleaned.

"Maybe she is an angel." Crete didn't know how to help the little girl.

In winter, as the temperature dropped, the plague faded away.

Led by the underestimated angel, Crete finally came out of the collapse.

Since this winter, there has been not only a priest, but also a doctor in Wuguang street.

Crete and the little girl didn't ask each other much.

Two people seem to maintain some tacit understanding, work together to make the street better.

They gradually became the leaders of Wuguang street.

He was called the barefoot Savior.

And she's called an angel.

No matter how vicious the criminals are, they will not easily offend the priests and doctors.

When he was with her, Crete had more smiles.

This abandoned garbage and criminals place, finally began to have a glimmer of light.

Crete's heart, also because of this ray of light, and the haze gradually dispersed.

No matter how hard the days here are, it's time to start again!

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The death of the angel happened the next summer after her arrival.

On that day, Crete had just sent away an old man. It is said that the old man came to Wuguang street only after he took the blame for his son's drunken driving.

This old man is one of the few "friends" in Crete's farewell. When Crete said his prayers, some of his friends cried for him.

After disposing of the old man's body, Crete went back to his hut and heard the news of the angel's death.

The reason is that a group of young people picked up several bottles of wine in the garbage and had a big fight happily. Then they went to drink these bottles of wine. The angel saw them fall on the street and thought something was wrong. He rushed to treat them. As a result

Those young people even forced to have a relationship with the angels in turn when they were on the street. Moreover, when they woke up, the angels had no breath.Crete knew that everyone here might not live long, but he never thought that Angels would die so suddenly and small

Because of such a small thing, she died.

When the young men held his legs and begged for repentance, he kicked them away.

The angel's body was naked and looked dirty, but Crete thought it was the cleanest body he had ever seen.

As for those young people

Crete couldn't help thinking that he would not feel sick if he turned them into corpses!

And those people

The people who watched it all happen and didn't move a step.

They all die!

The living people were so dirty that he wanted to turn them into corpses immediately.

Of course, he is a pastor - the only pastor in Wuguang street. He can't do that. Otherwise, this time, he will overturn his outlook on life.

He buried the angel and prayed for her all night.

Compared with the time when the middle-aged man died, he didn't have much mood swings. He read and leaned against the tombstone and fell asleep.

He worked as a pastor in Wuguang street for five years, only setting tombstones for two people.

One is a middle-aged man who saves him and teaches him, but betrays God. The other is an angel.

When the angel died, Crete didn't ask the angel why she came here and who she used to be, because he was afraid that if the angel told him her life experience, would he match her with a middle-aged man? He was afraid that the angel would go the same way with a middle-aged man one day. They did a lot of things together, but in fact they didn't There was no communication between them.

But when the next morning's rain and fog came down slowly with the light, Crete regretted it.

He sat with the tombstone in his arms because he found that he didn't know what to engrave on it.

He didn't even know the name of the angel.