The outside is a wasteland.
The blood-red moon hangs high above the head, rendering the sky into an overwhelming scarlet color, making it impossible to distinguish between day and night, the smell of blood permeates the air, and the tense and fragile nerves in my mind are driven by death, and the road outside is lifeless , Occasionally there is such a car galloping past, but it will not stop for even a second.
In front of an empty supermarket, there are two women walking around. Their backs are stooped and their steps are slow. The quality of the eyes does not hide the desire for flesh and blood.
This is a catastrophe for humanity.
The warehouse of the supermarket is on the negative first floor. It is dark and there is no daylight. You can only see the bright red and dazzling sky outside through the gap of the exhaust fan. The survivors left inside do not dare to go out easily. This strange phenomenon has been going on for a long time. There is no guarantee that they will become the kind of monsters in the outside world.
In the corner of the warehouse, there were a couple, an elderly woman, three students in school uniforms, a rich boy and his bodyguard, and a sturdy man with dark glasses.
The couple are inseparable.
The woman looks numb.
Of the three students, two had flamboyantly dyed hair, like a delinquent boy, and the other was dark-haired and white-skinned, gloomy and silent, sitting quietly in the darkest corner with his schoolbags in his arms, his head bowed, and he couldn't see clearly. With a clean face and a clean temperament, he is the kind of good student that the teacher likes most.
The rich boy was looking down at his mobile phone. He was wearing a black shirt, a vintage Bordeaux red tie around his neck, and a limited-edition diamond watch on his wrist. He was the cleanest and most refined of the bunch, and he could even smell his body when he was close. The faint smell of cologne, the screen fluorescence hit half of his face, it is a gentle and moist, very deceptive face.
The restrained bodyguard sat next to him, wiping the knife in his hand with a cold light, his arm muscles clearly defined.
Among them, no one took the initiative to speak until the man with glasses came back from outside, full of irritability, and dropped a bomb: "The shelves outside are empty, and there is no food. If you want to find something to eat, you must go. Nearby gas station."
He is the most daring of the bunch. He dares to go out alone to investigate the situation, and with some tricks, he stands faintly at the top of the food chain when the bodyguards of the rich family are unwilling to intervene. They all looked panicked.
Even Pei Ran, who had been playing with his phone in silence, raised his head when he heard the words. His fingertips paused, and the phone screen went black instantly. His brain quickly analyzed what the man with glasses had just said, and finally successfully came up with an equation.
No food = to go out to find food = to kill zombies or be killed by zombies.
"..."
For a Zhan Wu scum, this situation is undoubtedly fatal, not to mention that this Zhan Wu scum is greedy for life and fear of death, eats food and is lazy, and is timid.
Pei Ran's face was as steady as an old dog, but in fact he was panicked. He didn't even bother to play with his mobile phone, so he looked at his side slowly, and finally settled on the knife in the bodyguard's hand.
I don't know how long it will take to stab the pain...
The bodyguard noticed his gaze and raised his head in confusion: "Master Pei?"
…
Forget it, it hurts.
Pei Ran hid his emotions well, and withdrew his gaze without a trace: "It's nothing."
This warehouse is very simple. There is no cement on the ground. It is full of raised bricks. Next to it is a staff dormitory and toilet, and then there is a compartment for storing goods. These people came a little late. Before that, the supermarket It has been sold out by the public, and there is not much food left. Just yesterday, it was all sold out.
In half a month, nine people used up all the food in stock. When the last cookie was eaten, it also seemed to symbolize the disappearance of courtesy, righteousness and shame. Civilization reverted back to primitive society in an instant, and the order was based on the level of force, and the fittest survived. .
Pei Ran put his head against the wall and slammed it down, why was he so unlucky, why was he so unlucky, did he do too much wicked things in his previous life, or why would he travel to the end of the world? Let him go out and fight with zombies, he definitely can't do it.
Pei Ran came here two days ago, and now he can't control his emotions, not to mention that these people have been here for half a month. Under the dual pressure of mind and body, there must be an outlet for the pressure.
Pei Ran closed his eyes and didn't say a word, he only felt that the road ahead was slim. At this moment, the sound of a heavy object dragging suddenly sounded in his ears, interrupting his contemplation. When he opened his eyes and looked, he saw the man with glasses was covering the boy. The student's mouth was desperately taken to the bathroom, and the other two delinquent teenagers, not only did not help, but also helped each other and became accomplices.
The man with glasses freed one hand and unbuttoned his neckline: "I'll come first, and you'll be on when I'm done."
A red-haired bad boy said with disgust: "I don't like men."
Another spiky head said: "What are you afraid of, it's the same with your mouth, I'm about to suffocate to death."
When the words came out, everyone understood what they were going to do.
The restrained teenager had blue veins in his neck and struggled desperately. He made a hoarse cry for help in his throat, swung his hands in the air, and stubbornly grabbed everything he could touch around him, like a death row prisoner who was about to be executed. , like a fish trapped in a desert, those pure black eyes are full of shocking despair, making people dare not look directly.
The hand hurriedly grabbed the corner of the woman's clothes, like a life-saving straw, but the latter shrank back, yanked the clothes over, and chose to ignore it.
Seeing this, the girl in the couple turned blue with anger, and stood up from the ground: "You bunch of lunatics! This is against the law!"
She rushed forward to save the boy, but was dragged back by her boyfriend covering her mouth: "Zhizhi, don't mind your own business!"
"Can't! Can't do this! You save him! He's going to die, he's going to die woo woo-"
The girl couldn't move, she fluttered desperately, a sneaker fell far away, her eyes were full of tears, the boy closed his eyes, imprisoned her in his arms, and refused to let go.
Those hands were so scarred that they couldn't grasp anything, and their fingertips clung to the ground, leaving a trail of blood on the ground. Just as the man with glasses was about to drag him into the bathroom, the boy grabbed a piece of gravel on the ground. Then he made a move that shocked everyone—
He clenched the stone tightly and smashed it hard at his face, the man with glasses let go immediately, but the boy didn't stop. No pain, like crazy.
It was a pretty face, but in this case, it would only bring disaster.
The young man knelt on the ground and swiped vigorously, half of his face was so rotten that he couldn't see his true face. After an unknown amount of time, he finally stopped, his right hand hung weakly on the ground, the blood-stained stone rolled down, and finally stopped at Pei Ran's feet.
The man with glasses was a little annoyed, and seemed to think it was a provocation to himself.
The boy didn't struggle this time. He was like a dead man. His pale hand was covered with scars and his nails fell off. He paid such a painful price, but he failed to grab any straw that saved his life. Those black pupils could no longer see anything. Emotions belonging to human beings.
Pei Ran faintly felt that this matter had exceeded his bottom line. This kind of thing could not be started. Once it started, it was like a beast coming out of its cage, and then it couldn't hold back anymore. Today is this boy, tomorrow may be that girl, and the day after tomorrow, It might be his turn.
After thinking for a while, he took something out of the bag beside him and hid it at his waist, then got up from the ground, stepped forward to block the man with glasses from trying to close the door, and pressed a well-jointed hand against the door, with an intolerant expression. Doubtful strength.
Seeing that it was him, the man with glasses stopped, with a worried expression, and said solemnly, "Pei Ran, don't meddle in your own business, let's keep the water from the well."
Pei Ran leaned against the door, bowed his head and said nothing. After a while, he raised his hand and loosened his tie. His slender fingertips were lined with dark red ancient vine patterns, which had a strong visual impact, but it was not as impressive as the pure black gun body exposed around his waist. Big impact.
When the man with glasses saw this, his pupils shrank slightly, and he squinted without a trace.
Pei Ran raised his head and said with a smile, "Zhou Cangming, everything has to come first, then come first. As for me, I was spoiled by my parents at home, and I don't like others robbing me of things."
The bodyguard not far away seemed to want to echo what he said, and then stood up from the ground, the cold knife in his hand glowing with cold light.
The face of the man with glasses was stiff for a moment, and he twitched the corner of his mouth coldly: "I don't know that you, Master Pei, are good at this."
After speaking, he nodded slowly, took a deep look at Pei Ran, spread his hands and said, "Okay, I'll let you go first."
The teenager lying on the ground, or can not be said to be a teenager, he is more like a ghost crawling out of hell, with black hair sticking to the side of his face, glued into strands by blood and water, eyes open, motionless, and out of focus. stare somewhere.
The devil is still sleeping, and once he wakes up, the world will turn into purgatory.
Pei Ran has no interest in people who are disfigured, especially this young man, who always makes people feel that he is not a good kind. He was about to turn around and leave, and glanced quickly, but he saw a tear mole under the young man's eyes, and his footsteps stopped.
At that moment, no one knew what thoughts flashed through Pei Ran's mind. Others saw him leaning over, helping the boy up from the ground, then taking him into the bathroom and closing the door behind him.
Seeing this, Zhou Cangming adjusted his glasses and sneered.
It was only half a month after the apocalypse broke out, and the water and electricity hadn't been completely paralyzed. Pei Ran grabbed the young man with one hand, took off his tie with the other, wetted the faucet, and wiped the blood on his face.
A tear mole clearly showed in front of her eyes.
Pei Ran suppressed the secret emotions in his heart and asked him in a low voice, "What's your name?"
The young man didn't speak, and half of his face was bloody. He had just wiped it off, and there was blood leaching out.
Seeing this, Pei Ran leaned against the sink and slowly unbuttoned his cufflinks: "Do you think it is better to be served by four people together, or by one person?"
Hearing the words, the young man finally had a reaction. He looked up at Pei Ran, his eyes were empty, but when he looked closely, he could see that something was shattering a little bit, and then he slowly lowered his head, the thin vertebrae at the back of his neck slightly Bulge, knelt on the ground, and reached out to untie Pei Ran's belt.
Pei Ran felt that such a bloody face was really scary. He took a step back, avoiding the boy's movements, washed his face in the mirror, then tucked his damp hair back, looked at him sideways, and asked again. Said: "What's your name?"
"Qu Yan..."
The boy's hand was still in the air, and his voice was hoarse. He moved his chapped lips and repeated mechanically, "Qu Yan."
What is Pei Ran's mood now? It's probably because the mountains are heavy and the water is full of doubts, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and the feeling of drinking three hundred catties of dog blood. He said why he always felt that the scene of the end of the world was very familiar, so he was wearing a book! ! !
In the end of the book, the protagonist upgrades to fight monsters and accepts the harem's upgrade of Ma Wen. The plot is very vulgar, and Pei Ran didn't think much about it at first glance. The only thing he remembered was probably the protagonist's name.
Qu Yan…
Tears under my eyes...
In the early stage of the apocalypse, he was bullied because of his weakness, and he was accidentally blackened. Then he exploded with all kinds of abilities and became an almost invincible existence in the entire novel. Can control zombies.
This can no longer be summed up by the words "winner in life".
Pei Ran successfully came up with another equation in his mind.
Qu Yan = protagonist = peerless golden thigh.
Who does not hold, who sb.
With no towel in hand, Pei Ran raised Qu Yan's chin and could only use the tie to wipe the remaining dirt on his face patiently. After a while, he opened the door and led him out.
There were nine people in the warehouse, but now they were vaguely divided into four groups, a couple, a woman, two delinquent boys and Zhou Cangming, Pei Ran and Qu Yan, and bodyguards.
Hearing the movement of the door, Zhou Cangming raised his eyes, but saw that Qu Yan was walking as usual, and there was no trace on his body. He said neither yin nor yang, "Pei Ran, if you can't do it, just replace it with someone else, and don't take up the kennel and not shit."
Pei Ran let go of his hand, motioned Qu Yan to sit in his place, then casually draped the half-wet red tie around his neck, walked over and took back Qu Yan's schoolbag. The pure black shirt made him look more sideways. A bit cold: "Do I have to let you see me when I poop?"
Zhou Cangming sneered and said nothing.
The bed in the staff dormitory was dead, and there was a lot of rotten flesh on it. No one dared to sleep on it. They all pulled the blanket from the closet and put them under him to sleep. Pei Ran sat between the bodyguards Feng Tang and Qu Yan, and his heart was suddenly full. Full sense of security.
Feng Tang is introverted and silent, not bad, but also not very kind. At least for now, he still maintains basic respect for Pei Ran, but it will not be certain in the future. In the end times, this kind of customer relationship is weaker than paper.
Feng Tang's parents are still in the south, so he will not protect Pei Ran all the time. When the external situation is a little better, he will go to look for his family. Therefore, Pei Ran's heart has never been in decline, but now, as long as he firmly hugs Qu Yan This golden thigh, you won't have to worry about it in the future.
#Suddenly have the confidence to live again#
Pei Ran was thinking about something, but he didn't realize that Qu Yan beside him was abnormal. In the end, it was the girl named Zhizhi who hesitated to remind him, "He... seems to have a fever."
Pei Ran heard the words and looked, as expected, he found Qu Yan huddled in the corner, his body was burning hot, but he didn't panic. He just reached out and scooped up the man, put him on his lap, and then pulled out the backpack beside him and took it from the inside. A piece of antipyretic came out.
There was not much food left. There were only half a pack of low-quality biscuits and a sugar, plus three bottles of mineral water. Some commonly used medicines were brought from home. Of course, this was just Pei Ran's food. As for how much food the bodyguard Feng Tang had left, he I don't know, and I won't ask.
Pei Ran held the back of Qu Yan's head, opened his closed teeth, fed him antipyretic medicine, then took two anti-inflammatory capsules and sprinkled the powder on the affected area on his face.
Drugs in the last days are precious, but this kind of thing is like investment. The greater the risk, the greater the benefit. In Pei Ran's heart, Qu Yan is now like a life-saving talisman, and he cannot or cannot die.
Feng Tang glanced at Pei Ran's action of feeding the medicine, frowned slightly, but said nothing.
Because of Qu Yan's self-mutilation and Pei Ran's intervention, this farce subsided for a while. Now there is no signal in the warehouse, and the network is almost paralyzed. Qu Yan looked around, wanting to see what the protagonist of Hanging Sky would look like in the future.
The school uniform on his body was washed cleanly, but some faded water pen marks, full of insulting words, and large swathes of light blue ink could be seen faintly. It didn't look like it was unintentionally dirty, but more like it was splashed maliciously.
Pei Ran thought, it turned out to be a poor kid who was bullied at school.
He lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and opened Qu Yan's schoolbag, and found that there were several books, several test papers, and fountain pen stationery. A glass of water filled with cockroaches that were deliberately thrown in by someone.
Pei Ran was not interested in mathematics, so he skipped the test papers with full marks and opened the title page of the Chinese book, with a line of handsome words written on it.
Senior three (6) class
Qu Yan
There were several rows of odd and crooked handwriting next to it, and it was written that Qu Yan was xx. When I turned it back, the pages of the book were smashed with strokes, which successfully prevented Pei Ran from wanting to read the book to relieve his boredom.
Sure enough, every invincible protagonist in the book has a tragic life experience.
If Pei Ran didn't take action today, Qu Yan might be dragged into the bathroom by Zhou Cangming's three people to xx and xx again. Seeing how ruthlessly he smashed his face with a stone just now, it's no wonder that he would turn black later.
Pei Ran, who can't endure hardship or sin, is probably the life of an ordinary person.
Time passed, and Qu Yan's breathing became heavier and heavier. It was hot like a stove, and his body twitched. It didn't look like a normal fever anymore. Pei Ran found an extracurricular book in his schoolbag. He was vigorous, and when he noticed it, he freed up a hand and put the palm of his hand on his forehead.
Pei Ran's body was cold and his hands were icy. After putting it on, Qu Yan became strangely quiet.
The London rain cologne in his sleeves still has a little residual taste. The top note is mint, the middle note is jasmine, and finally there is a light yerba mate tea aftertaste, which is gentle like a drizzle, fresh and moist.