When Bei Nuan woke up in the morning, there were familiar feelings everywhere.
The room was bright, and the sun came in through the plaid curtains and fell on the pillows.
Brown bears were printed on the pillowcase, and brown bears were also printed on the quilt cover. On the bedside was the bear alarm clock she had grown up with.
Bei Nuan glanced at the time above and was terrified, "Why didn't the alarm clock go off? I'm going to be late when it's over."
Just as I was about to sit up, I suddenly lost my mind. For a while, I couldn't remember what time it was or where I was going to get up.
Someone suddenly leaned over.
Those bright, star-like eyes were right in front of him.
His lips were pressed hard by him. Soft and warm.
Bei Nuan suddenly woke up.
Is it so exciting in the morning
"I don't want to take advantage of you while you're sleeping," Lu Xingchi whispered, "I finally waited until you woke up."
He pressed it down again, tossing and turning patiently, and being gentle with her.
Bei Nuan thought to herself, wouldn't it be considered an advantage to wake up
He was kissing her patiently, but Bei Nuan suddenly felt his fingers cross her neck, pulling down the neckline of her T-shirt.
Bei Nuan was startled, and instinctively reached out to hold it.
He grabbed her hand and fixed it on her side softly and firmly, no longer moving her clothes, through the fabric, bowed his head and kissed where her scar should have started.
"Bei Nuan," his voice was as sweet as ever, "don't be afraid of being seen by me."
Bei Nuan knew that he was talking about the scar, and whispered, "I told you yesterday that my illness has long since healed, and the scar has long since disappeared."
Lu Xingchi raised his eyes, glanced at her, lowered his head again, and kissed along the scar.
"Scar or not," he said, "don't be afraid of being seen by me, I don't care. I don't think you need to worry about it either."
The scorching heat on his lips came through his clothes.
"I remember a father whose son had a thoracotomy and had a scar on his chest. Dad had a tattoo on his chest to accompany him, Bei Nuan, if you have one, I would like to have a tattoo myself to accompany you. ."
His tone was serious, not joking at all.
Bei Nuan heard him whisper again: "What is a scar? Even if you change your face and skin one day, it doesn't matter, I can recognize that it is you."
Bei Nuan's heart skipped a beat.
What he said was a little strange.
Did he find something
Bei Nuan thought about it quickly, and confirmed once again that all the photos in the house were gone now.
Still can't live here.
He's too smart, and he doesn't know when he finds out that he's different, so he's so sad that he loses his horse.
Lu Xingchi looked up at her nervous expression, suddenly smiled, lowered his head again, and pasted his thin lips nostalgically on the place where her scar was originally in the middle, "Your heart is beating so fast."
Bei Nuan couldn't hold it anymore, her face was completely red, she pushed him away and sat up, and said to him, "It's so late, shall we go out?"
Lu Xingchi didn't force it.
He let go of her and stood up, smiling and agreeing: "Okay."
There was a book upside down on the writing table beside the bed, which must have been Bei Nuan reading before he woke up.
Bei Nuan glanced at what he was looking at.
It turned out to be a romance.
Bei Nuan hid an entire row of romances on the bottom shelf of the bookshelf, and deliberately used other miscellaneous books to cover it outside, but he turned it out.
When the two came out, the floor outside was already rolled up, and everyone got up.
Du Ruo glanced at Lu Xingchi, "It's too much, I haven't come back to sleep all night, it's blatant."
Bei Nuan understood, Lu Xingchi sat in her room all night.
He was honest and kept his promise, and really helped her to wait for her father all night.
No wonder her clear eyes were a little red, probably because she had not slept all night.
Lu Xingchi explained: "This place is too strange. I'm afraid that something will happen to her to sleep alone in the room."
Tang Tang also said, "Brother Du, you have wronged Brother Lu. Brother Lu has been reading books at night. He came out in the middle of the night to find candles and said he was reading books and the candles ran out."
No wonder Bei Nuan dreamed of eating bacon in the first half of the night and eating cream cake in the second. It turned out that he had changed candles.
So Lu **ss had nothing to do during the vigil, and studied hard for a night of romance
Jiang Fei's breakfast was already ready, and it was still an extremely light white porridge side dish.
"I originally wanted to make rice cakes, but Dr. Du said, I'm not allowed to make anything fried for you." Jiang Fei reported to Bei Nuan.
Bei Nuan wanted to cry without tears.
If I had known this earlier, I had to make up another reason for the operation yesterday, saying that it would be great if I accidentally fell and broke a bone. Maybe I still have big bone soup to drink today.
Lu Xingchi glanced at Bei Nuan's painful little face, pursed his lower lip, and covered up a little smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Du Ruo, don't worry, she can eat anything." Lu Xingchi said.
Bei Nuan raised her head and looked at Lu Xingchi in surprise, as if seeing the light of the Savior on his head.
"Trust me, she's already well, so there's no need to restrict her diet."
Lu Xingchi continued.
"Look at her lips are not purple at all. She jumps up and down every day. We've been with her for so many days, eating Haisai, isn't there anything wrong?"
How can he be so good? Bei Nuan was so moved that she almost cried.
Since Lu Xingchi said that, Du Ruo compromised.
"You are responsible for the problem." Du Ruo warned.
Lu Xingchi nodded calmly, "I'm in charge."
Lu Xingchi glanced at Bei Nuan who was rejoicing, "However, things like pickled pepper and chicken feet are still not allowed to be eaten. If you eat too much, your stomach will hurt."
Bei Nuan nodded immediately and agreed, anyway, he couldn't see this kind of snack even if it was secretly hidden and eaten.
Bei Nuan asked Jiang Fei by the way, "Can I have some rice cakes? Also, can I cook bowl noodles?"
Bei Nuan has never been picky, as long as Jiang Fei cooks, she will eat whatever she does, and she is full of praise for everything she eats.
It was rare for her to take the initiative to order something this time, and Jiang Fei readily agreed.
Two large plates of rice cakes were served, and they were all fried to a crisp, golden brown. Jiang Fei cooked an additional pot of eight-treasure noodles with red oil.
Du Ruo was a little strange and asked Bei Nuan, "Why do you suddenly want to eat noodles in the early morning?"
Bei Nuan dealt with him, "I dreamed about noodles last night, and I really wanted to eat it when I woke up."
Bei Nuan didn't tell the truth, in fact, today happened to be her birthday.
When I was a child, my father would cook noodles for Bei Nuan. I didn't expect this birthday, even though I was in the zombie pile, I could still have a chance to sit at home and eat noodles. It was a pleasant surprise.
Eight Treasure Noodles are made with shrimp and spring, the soup base is rich, and the noodles are hand-rolled by Jiang Fei, with smooth tendons.
Bei Nuan eats with satisfaction.
The few of them were like wolves and tigers, and they were wiped out too quickly. Jiang Fei fried another plate of rice cakes and brought them up, and suddenly seemed to remember something.
He wiped his hands, went back into the house and took out a key.
"Bei Nuan, I picked it up on the ground in the morning. See if it's of any use."
It's a metal key with a small plastic transparent plaque hanging from it.
A blue circular logo is printed on the corner of the small round card, with a small piece of paper in it, which reads:
21908 cabinets.
The handwriting is stretched and generous, and Bei Nuan knew it was his father's handwriting when he saw it.
But Bei Nuan has never seen this key at home. What kind of key is this
Du Ruo came over and looked at the sign on the round card, "I know, this is a bank."
Lu Xingchi also tilted his head and studied it, "The bank's 21908 cabinet. Is it the bank's safe deposit box?"
Du Ruo was very happy, "Bei Nuan, you are about to discover your family's secret property!"
"Don't make trouble, I still don't know how much money my family has? I counted it when my dad died."
Bei Nuan held the key to study.
"If it's true, maybe my dad is hiding something important to him. But even if I have the key, I can't fly to that bank right now."
There used to be a bank near Bei Nuan's house. Bei Nuan can't remember exactly what the bank's logo looks like. It seems that it is a bit similar to this one.
However, Du Ruo's steadfast appearance shows that at least in this world, there is such a bank.
"Sister Nuan Nuan," Tang Tang said hesitantly, "Actually, I think, since you can find your home here, why don't you just look for this bank nearby? Maybe there is this safe deposit box. "
Du Ruo immediately agreed: "It makes sense."
Bei Nuan looked up at Lu Xingchi.
Lu Xingchi has always been rational and calm, but this time he even smiled, "You can try it."
Several people packed their bags and prepared to go out to find the bank.
Bei Nuan reluctantly walked around the room again before walking out the door.
You can't go out forever.
Bei Nuan prayed silently in her heart, hoping to open the door when she came back, and the room was still there.
The sun was bright outside, but the buildings and roads were all gray. Bei Nuan and the others made inquiries on the road. Everyone laughed when they heard that they were looking for a bank.
"What are you going to do with a bank at this time? Where is the bank?"
Bei Nuan persevered, "Is there no bank in this city before?"
"Before? Maybe there was."
Someone next to him interjected, "It seems that the main road is going straight ahead. There is a house on the right side of the road, which has been closed for many years."
Bei Nuan and the others were like a treasure, they searched all the way, and finally found it.
It was a small bank with a tattered and tattered door. Not to mention the safe inside, except for a few walls, there was nothing there, and it had long since been completely empty.
Most importantly, look at the sign hanging on it, the bank's logo is red, not the one on the key plate.
Bei Nuan held the key left by his father in his hand, feeling a little lost.
A convoy of motorcades whizzed by on the road, kicking up the dust.
In the front jeep, a man held the open door with one hand, like a conductor of a minibus going to and from the suburbs, leaning out of the car and shouting loudly, "Anyone who wants to go out of the city to find supplies? Tickets! Three-day meal tickets are issued!"
Lu Xingchi pondered for a moment, grabbed a passerby and asked, "Where did they go out of the city to find supplies?"
"To the west here is a small town with everything in it, but it's a pity that there are zombies everywhere."
The enthusiastic uncle next to him said, "You want to join the search team? You can sign up at the gate."
Others persuaded them, "You can get a meal ticket when you enter the search team, but it's very dangerous. You should think about it."
Bei Nuan understood what Lu Xingchi meant, so there was a small city not far from here
Where there is a city, there must be a bank.
It feels a bit absurd, holding the key to another world, looking for the bank and safe deposit box here, as if carving a boat for a sword.
But you can try it, what if it works
So ten minutes later, Bei Nuan and the others came to the gate.
Sure enough, a search team was waiting at the door, and they were recruiting people who were willing to leave the base to collect supplies. Probably because the place to go is too dangerous, not many people signed up.
Lu Xingchi registered information one by one.
The search party was a group of men who seemed to know each other well, standing or sitting in a group at the door, joking and joking with each other.
Their captain, surnamed Zheng, was standing against the registration table.
He is a man with a stern face, the lines of his facial features are as sharp as a knife, and his chin is full of cyan stubble.
At first glance, it is that he has been fighting in the apocalypse, his speech is short and strong, and he is fiddling with a gun in his hand.
He glanced at Lu Xingchi and the others, but said nothing, and when he looked at Bei Nuan again, he frowned.
"The search team has no family members," he said.
Du Ruo said "Oh" and patted Bei Nuan, "Then we are going back, you must be careful yourself."
Lu Xingchi smiled and followed Du Ruo and the other "family members" and turned away.
Captain Zheng: "..."
It has always been difficult for the search team to recruit people, but when these young and strong men finally arrived, Captain Zheng had to stop them and ask the registrant to write down Bei Nuan's name.
A few of them were neatly dressed and beautiful, which was out of tune with the rough style of the entire search team.
Bei Nuan heard someone laugh in a low voice, "Where are these young masters and young ladies?"
"They thought they were on a tour group."
Bei Nuan pretended not to hear and ignored them.
"What kind of weapons do you guys use?" the registered person asked. "If you don't have one, you can get a knife and a crowbar."
Lu Xingchi turned around and motioned Bei Nuan to open the backpack on his back.
Bei Nuan stood on tiptoe, unzipped his backpack, and laboriously pulled out his steel crossbow from inside.
Jiang Fei took out a pair of daggers on his body and showed them, "I have it myself."
Du Ruo stabbed Bei Nuan, "My knife."
Bei Nuan was in pain: his knife was too long, how could he quietly take it out of his backpack like a crossbow? Is he juggling
However, everyone's attention was attracted by Lu Xingchi's exquisite black crossbow, and they all gathered around to look.
Bei Nuan took the opportunity to unreasonably pull Du Ruo's Minghong knife out of his backpack.
As soon as Du Ruo's knife came out of the bag, he immediately grabbed the limelight of the black crossbow.
Because it's too fancy.
The knife is big and long, and the knife body is decorated with patterns, and the shape is exaggerated.
Du Ruo waved it triumphantly, and the swooshing sound was like a slap in the face.
Someone was as knowledgeable as Bei Nuan when he first saw this knife, and asked tentatively, "Is this knife used by cspy? Has it been edged?"
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Carefully touched with fingers.
Bei Nuan said, don't touch it, I know, it's not open.
The onlookers poked at the silver blade, "It doesn't look like iron, it seems to be made of... resin?"
isn't it
Bei Nuan couldn't help but look at the blade.
Lu Xingchi lowered his voice and said in her ear, "Don't look at it, it's probably made of resin. I just wanted to open the blade, but I couldn't."
For the sake of Du Ruo's face, Lu **ss wanted to temporarily cut a blade for him on the spot, but he didn't expect that this knife was not even metal.
Bei Nuan: "..."
Du Ruo didn't care, and waved it twice, "What about the resin? Can it be used?"
Captain Zheng did not continue entangled in Du Ruo's knife, and asked Tang Tang, who had no weapon, to get the weapon.
Bei Nuan also wanted to follow him to get a crowbar.
The men of the search party burst into laughter when they saw that she wanted to get the crowbar.
"Can the little girl hold a crowbar?"
"I don't think your arm is as thick as a crowbar hahahahaha..."
"Don't give it to her. Later, when she is afraid of throwing the crowbar into the zombie pile, we will lose one for nothing."
Bei Nuan suddenly refused to accept, "I can't swing a crowbar very well, but I can use a gun."
This time the group of men laughed even harder, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.
Captain Zheng didn't smile, he raised his eyebrows and handed Bei Nuan the gun in his hand.
"Oh? I'll take a shot and see."
Then he bent down and picked up an empty can on the ground, swayed to the gate, and placed it on the table used by the guards for registration at the gate.
This distance is about more than 20 meters, and it is not too close to the opponent gun.
Bei Nuan looked at the gun in his hand.
It was a silver hand gun. The body of the gun was all steel, polished and polished. It was much heavier than the semi-plastic one Bei Nuan had used in the last fight.
The gun was loaded and the hammer opened.
Bei Nuan clasped his hands, took a good posture, aimed at the can on the table, and pulled the trigger.
Do not buckle.
There was louder laughter all around.
Captain Zheng reluctantly brought the gun over and helped her open the insurance.
Bei Nuan blushed, re-aimed at the can, and fired a shot.
The cans flew in response and fell to the ground with a clatter.
The people around didn't laugh anymore.
At this distance with a hand gun, there are many people who can't hit the target even if the magazine is full, and it is quite good to be able to hit the can.
However, some people still disagree.
A little skinny snorted.
"People who don't even know how to open insurance, this is a random shot, a blind cat meets a dead mouse, right?"
Captain Zheng heard what he said and glanced at Bei Nuan, "Then try another shot."
Then tap the little skinny guy, "Go and put the jar on it."
The little thin man laughed, with a look of "let's see how many times you can get lucky", and ran over to place the cans.
He found the soda can that had been knocked off the ground, and when he was about to put it back on the table, he glanced at it casually, but his expression changed.
Captain Zheng saw that he was still holding the jar, and asked him, "What's wrong? Why are you in a daze?"
The little thin man was holding a soda can in his hand, turned his head and looked shocked, "She... her gun just hit a star... "
The can is dark blue, with three yellow stars printed on the top. Although the color is conspicuous, it is not the size of a peanut.
The bullet that Bei Nuan had just shot just pierced a hole in the top of the star in the center.
Everyone is looking at the stars.
At this distance, the eyes are not very good, and you can't see at all.
Just then, with a bang, the gun went off again.
The little skinny threw away the can in his hand.
Then came the third shot.
The little thin man squatted directly on the ground, hugged his head, and shrunk into a ball as much as possible, not daring to move.
Bei Nuan obediently returned the gun to Captain Zheng and asked, "You don't need to shoot anymore, right?"
Captain Zheng glanced at her and said nothing. He walked to the opposite table and picked up the soda can that had fallen to the ground.
Three shots, running through three stars.
Including the shot that fired the can while it was in the air.
Captain Zheng came back with the can in silence, and this time everyone could see the three neatly arranged holes in the can in his hand.
The group of men who had laughed so happily just now were all silent.
Bei Nuan thought to himself, Lu **ss is upset, it's scary to start a rush.
He controlled the bullets of the first shot, he fired the second and third shots directly, and Bei Nuan never even pulled the trigger.
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