My fight against the epidemic, although small, is enough to remember for a lifetime

After work, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. Because I had to do the nucleic acid test before eight o'clock, I went to a nearby outlet.

This neighborhood, which came a few years ago, has a bit of a vague impression. The testing point is located in the central square of the community, which is some distance from the gate. Worried about missing the time, instead of detouring along the main road, he chose to cut the trail and take shortcuts.

It was dark, and there were distant lights scattered, barely able to discern the environment in front of you. Cut a short path through a small square. The small square is an empty venue with high surroundings and low in the middle, similar to an open-air dance floor. Climb the stairs and stride towards the meteor. The soft light of the moonlight reflects the low horizon. From here, the long queue for testing has been faintly visible, and the long breath is immediately in a good mood. A little song is hummed in his mouth, and his steps are healthy and lively. There are no passers-by next to it, and the intention shows lightness. The last step jumped slightly, only to hear a "fluttering" sound, and the whole person fell into the water. I floated in the water, struggling, adjusting, and the brain suddenly reacted with stress: falling into the water, do you want to call "help"? Didn't there be any water here before? Who "lacks morality" to do things? How deep is the water? Is it a pond or a well? So suddenly, a lot of afterwords were not explained! To survive, you can't ruin your reputation, and finally remember that you have learned to swim. This series of thoughts was all completed in a matter of seconds.

When you stand up, you find that the water depth is not knee-deep, which can be described as a false alarm? However, the whole body has been completely soaked, and the whole body has begun to become cold, and it is necessary to know that this is the middle of winter on the first night in the north.

"Headline Q&A" ever asked, the most embarrassing thing for you? It's a shame it didn't happen at that time.

Standing for a long time, thinking about where to go? Continue nucleic acid testing? Or do you want to go home? In the end, the former was chosen, but the footsteps were no longer light. Passers-by looked sideways, completely puzzled and distressed in their eyes. The people in the queue tacitly let me go forward, because it was unbearable, I had to respectfully obey the order... The test was successfully completed, so that the green code did not turn red.

This is an "intersection" between me and the epidemic prevention of the whole people, the plot is not tortuous, the characters are not vivid, I just want to take this small thing, so that friends who can see it can relax a little in the tense anti-epidemic work!