Fang Yuan tried to recall, but couldn't remember where he had seen Jiang Heng.
Jiang Heng's memory was incomplete, and he couldn't remember it except looking at Fang Yuan's kindness.
"Maybe in a few days, I will be able to think of you." He was very optimistic, waiting for the memory to recover, just like waiting to meet Fang Yuan in another time and space.
Suddenly there was more hope.
Fang Yuan shook his head, noncommittal.
From this day on, Fang Yuan's life became lively.
Every morning, when someone cooks breakfast, Jiang Heng always talks at the dining table, saying how well he slept last night, the dark circles under his eyes are smaller, and how many stories he remembered in his dreams.
He doesn't look like he has experienced the end of the day, and was deeply hurt by the experience of the end of the day, leaving a shadow of the patient, more like a warrior who once held a sword and slayed demons and slayers. After returning, he told people about the past. Adventure story.
In those thrilling moments, the achievement of successfully blowing up a nest of zombies, life and death with teammates, long journeys, and once hungry and full, could not eat a single bite of meat for a month.
At first, Fang Yuan just listened to him, at most a few words, easy to deal with.
As Jiang Heng talked more day after day, his temperament seemed to be slowly changing as his memory recovered.
On the surface, Jiang Heng still has a giggling temperament, likes to gag and jokes that make Fang Yuan speechless, it is not easy to see what is different.
It's just that the smile seems a bit unchanging.
Fang Yuan is not an observant person, no matter what Jiang Heng becomes, the noise is always noise, and he won't take a second look.
Until that day, Jiang Heng said that he had been involved in a plot by someone, and was almost bitten by a zombie, and most of the supplies were robbed. He had to hide in space for a long time to escape.
When telling this kind of thing, Jiang Heng still understates it and still smiles.
Fang Yuan finally raised his head at the dining table and took a serious look at the young man across from him.
For the first time he felt unusual, it shouldn't be, something was wrong.
Before that, Fang Yuan had an inherent and wishful thinking about the apocalyptic life of the supernatural beings. He believed that people like Jiang Heng were strong, optimistic, and tenacious. Even in the apocalypse, they would have partners. With teammates, there is no shortage of food and water. As long as you are alive, you will enjoy the fruits of victory in the battle, and move forward with hope.
And he, he is just Fang Yuan, an ordinary person, even his name is rarely written correctly.
In the doomsday of Fang Yuan, there are only endless fears and crises, barely surviving and not having enough to eat.
He originally thought that Jiang Heng was able to retrieve his memory with such enthusiasm and talk endlessly at the dining table every day, it must be because the life of the apocalypse was very good, worthy of memory, and worthy of a smile from the heart.
Yesterday Jiang Heng said that he had conflicts and disputes with other people, and he also subconsciously regarded it as a petty fight.
Today, I was told that Jiang Heng almost lost his life because of this.
Surprised that a person as powerful and capable as him would encounter such a thing in the last days.
You will also encounter this kind of man-made disaster, and you will almost die from the wound inflammation - even if the wound is only a scratch and a fall, but at that time, it is difficult for people with injuries to be accepted by the new team, and even if they are accepted, they will not be accepted. Food and water were obtained within 48 hours.
"However, if you are killed by him, there will be one less person from the space system in the team, so what benefits will he get?"
Fang Yuan finally couldn't help but ask, "Is he not afraid of being discovered?"
"What are the desperadoes afraid of?" Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows, as if he was talking about common sense, the most normal thing,
"Even if I find it out? Do you want to lose another power user for me? That means the team loses two core strengths. Compared with this, fairness and justice are not worth mentioning at all - he just knows this. , is unscrupulous."
So can Jiang Heng be counted against Jiang Heng with such a shady trick
Just because of a little friction, because Jiang Heng stole the limelight when he fought back the zombies? Because Jiang Heng is more respected and more prestigious among ordinary people
Is it that for the ability user, the most important thing to guard against is not the zombies, but the comrades behind the delivery
Fang Yuan was stunned, then lowered his head and lowered his voice, "Sorry."
Jiang Heng looked at him with his chin up, "What do you apologize for?"
Fang Yuan was a little embarrassed. His face, which has remained unchanged for almost ten thousand years, also blushes with shame, which is rare at this time.
"I'm just an ordinary person. In the past, I always thought that people with supernatural abilities would live well in the last days. No matter food, drink, housing, transportation, or safety and health issues, they have the best guarantee, and there will be no misfortune."
What he didn't say is that, for this reason, he also had prejudice against power users, and he gradually forgot that with greater abilities, power users also faced greater risks at the same time.
He forgot that they are all human beings, and they are all living in the apocalypse. No one is more noble, but the way of suffering is different.
In the first two days when he just learned that Jiang Heng had supernatural powers, he didn't like Jiang Heng well.
It was also narrowly believed that the sadness and pain displayed by those supernatural beings were all hypocritical and contrived.
Jiang Heng smiled and handed him a piece of candy, "Don't think so much, it's all over, be happy."
This smile, as he recovered more memories, gradually became like a mask, hanging on his face all the time.
When we first met, Jiang Heng was not like this.
At that time, Jiang Heng would pretend to be an elegant gentleman, with sly eyes, wide-eyed when he was surprised, and his expressions were so rich that he could shoot emojis at any time. Laughing and snickering could be easily distinguished.
Fang Yuan looked at him and suddenly felt that he had really misunderstood a lot. He was obviously someone who had the memory of the end of the seven years, but he was so one-sided in thinking about things.
"You..." Fang Yuan almost forgot how to communicate after being socially distant for too long. When ordinary words came into his mouth, they felt numb for no reason.
"You don't have to laugh like that."
When it comes to bad experiences and sad pasts, you can frown, be angry or be sad. This is what an ordinary person looks like.
"Huh?" Jiang Heng remained unmoved, still bending the corners of his mouth, but leaning forward slightly, "Are you concerned about me?"
After being asked by him, Fang Yuan was suddenly unable to speak the rest of his words.
care? Can this be called caring
If it was put in the past, such as before rebirth, when the end of the day was not over, Fang Yuan felt that he would not talk to him so much, and it was even more impossible to express such strange concern.
He will be like any ordinary person without superpowers, like everyone who has longed for, envied, and envied superpowers, but can only barely survive—
When I see people like Jiang Heng showing any negative emotions, they are controlled by extreme, irrational, and unreasonable anger, and they wishful thinking that it is the person who has everything is pretending to be hypocritical, greedy and arrogant. Those faces are torn.
You obviously already have everything, why do you, what qualifications do you have to complain about pain
Fang Yuan closed his eyes and hid the ugly self back in his heart. He doesn't think so anymore, but for a while, he still doesn't have the courage to look at Jiang Heng.
He stood up and cleared the plate on the table, "I'm full."
"Don't go." Jiang Heng suddenly held his hand, blocking his movement.
Fang Yuan looked up unexpectedly, and for a moment was so shocked that he forgot to avoid looking at each other, and saw Jiang Heng's eyes directly.
A pair of red, wet, full of shame, remorse and apology, as if caring about someone... Very beautiful eyes.
The emotion in Fang Yuan's eyes is exactly the same, the difference is that one person tries to hide it, pressing everything deep in his eyes, while the other stares straight at it, not caring about being seen.
As candid as the first day we met, I don't mind letting him see everything.
Turns out he was the same.
As the thought slipped through his mind, a strange mood rose and swept over everything softly.
"Did I... remind you of something unhappy?" Jiang Heng looked a little nervous. He finally stopped laughing and frowned slightly, "If so, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say this."
"No." Fang Yuan's heart suddenly lightened, and he shook his head with a laugh, "How could I blame you for such a thing?"
"Isn't that unhappy?"
"No."
Fang Yuan saw him looking at her, put away the plate and sat back with a drink,
"It's true. I've also been calculated in the last days, but I don't feel uncomfortable just thinking about it. In that case, no one can live easily. You're right, it's all in the past."
"Who? Who is plotting against you?" Jiang Heng was so indignant that he almost slapped the table.
"It's just a few small things, in fact, I can't remember clearly."
Fang Yuan really couldn't remember, not only was he abandoned and plotted, but he hardly left any clear memory during the years of struggling in the apocalypse.
There are reasons why he deliberately forgets, and there are reasons why he is really boring and has no good memories.
Every day is about trying to live, live, live.
Do not…
Not all.
Fang Yuan finally began to take the initiative to recall, and realized with hindsight that his experience at that time was actually not as bad as he had imagined.
He also once met a lovely life on the road, and lived with a homeless stray dog. When he was hungry, he relied on the prey brought back by the dog for two or three days to satisfy his hunger.
The worst time, the dog took a bottle of Coke from nowhere.
It was Coke, and the anger in it didn't escape at all. If you got it to the shelter, you could exchange it for a lot of steamed buns, which was a luxury.
Jiang Heng heard him speak quietly, and suddenly hesitantly.
"Wait a minute, is it Pepsi's Coke? Half of the plastic label on the outside has been torn off, and the rest is stuck together and folded into a triangle?"
Fang Yuan was stunned, "How do you know?"
"Because it was the Coke I lost. Three days after I lost it, I saw it again at the place where the goods were traded. The person in charge said that if I wanted to exchange it, I would use three bottles of mineral water and five steamed buns to compress the biscuit trade."
"Ah... that's really..." Fang Yuan thought about the scene at that time, and suddenly laughed, "I'm really sorry. And in the end, I only got three bottles of water and five steamed buns."
"If only I knew you at that time, I wouldn't let the middleman make the difference." Jiang Heng looked at him for a few seconds, and finally couldn't hold back, and laughed.
They now have a freezer full of Coke, which is long gone.
The cola in front of the two couldn't finish drinking, so Fang Yuan added ice cubes to the glass and toasted with him.
Fang Yuan didn't feel sorry, he was too embarrassed and too bad in the end.
If they had known each other back then, their relationship... wouldn't be as easy and pleasant as it is now.