"Brother Yue!"
"Mr. Chen!"
Two voices sounded at the same time. Chen Yang couldn't immediately remember the corresponding face of the first voice, but he was very familiar with the second voice. Almost as soon as he heard it, related memory fragments popped up in his mind.
Ah Yuan...
It’s Ayuan!
Chen Yang turned around in disbelief. The girl stumbled towards him. Her ponytail had grown into long hair, which she casually tied with a piece of blue cloth on one side of her shoulder. The heroic spirit between her dark eyebrows was still there. But her wildness and carefreeness had faded a lot, and her sadness and pain had also faded. Now she looked gentle and peaceful.
A Yuan did not throw herself into Chen Yang's arms without knowing her limits and make the situation awkward, but stayed at a suitable distance and looked at him with tears in her eyes.
She really didn't expect that the person coming to the island would be someone she knew. The chance was too small, so small that she had never imagined it. She was afraid that the greater her hope, the greater her disappointment. She comforted herself that no matter who was on the island that floated towards the town, they were all taskers who had finally returned.
Ayuan pinched his hand and it hurt a lot, it wasn't a dream.
Chen Yang could feel Ayuan's surprise and restraint. He felt his pocket and found nothing. He was about to ask Chao Jian if she brought paper when she left the island, when he saw a tall, dark-skinned, upright and simple-looking man walk up to Ayuan and hand her a piece of paper.
A Yuan took the paper and wiped her tears. Chen Yang took the opportunity to look at the men, women, young and old standing not far away. He counted the number of people as soon as he looked over them.
Including Ayuan, there are eleven people in total.
It's all here.
Although the town's population is not large, it is several times larger than Chaoyang Island.
He and Chao Jian were the only ones on the island...
Chen Yang waited until Ah Yuan felt a little better before asking, "When did you come back?"
Ayuan pushed back the fine hair on her cheek and said that she had entered a fantasy world in the computer room of Sanlianqiao.
There was a handsome man in the illusion. He was very tall, with fair skin, black hair, deep eye sockets, and light-colored pupils. He looked difficult to approach. She didn't know him, but felt familiar with him.
The man stretched out his hand to her and said coldly yet gently, "Hello, my name is Chu Si, you can call me Fourth Brother."
That was the beginning.
After that, they slowly got to know each other, and then fell in love.
In the end, he died and she lived.
The illusion follows another one, and the main character is still Chu Si, and he will still introduce himself to her. Each illusion is a different scene, a different season, with the same warm beginning, the same happy process, and the same tragic ending.
Ayuan experienced one illusion after another, and later she didn’t know whether she was dead or alive. When she stood in the white space, she was in a state of dementia.
The white was too dazzling and bleak, and Ayuan wanted to leave reflexively.
So she walked out of that space and went back home.
A Yuan thanks Fourth Brother, a person who had never really appeared in her life, for gnawing at her soul and allowing her to enter the review area and reach the final level.
She walked the rest of the short distance by herself, and she also wanted to thank herself for making it through.
After listening to this, Chen Yang said with tears in his eyes: "Okay...Okay..."
"What about the other people in the computer room?" He thought of Sister Qiao and the others and asked hurriedly.
A Yuan shook her head. She didn’t know. When she put on the headphones, she heard a voice coming from them, murmuring “A Yuan” over and over again.
The voice was very gentle and very close to her, as if it was shouting into her ear. Ah Yuan wanted to cry for some reason, and then she really cried and went crazy. She entered the fantasy world madly.
It was like a movie, using a long shot to show her absurd and sad love, her first love that died before it even began.
The illusion allowed her to see her imaginary fourth brother.
There she felt happiness, joy, and pain that pierced her heart.
Maybe her return means she has overcome her inner demons.
Or maybe not yet.
Who knows.
Ayuan himself doesn’t know.
Chen Yang looked at his old teammate who had wiped away her tears and started to cry again. He had not expected that her last level was the same type as Chao Jian's. That type was only suitable for those who valued love above all else. It allowed them to experience happiness and pain over and over again.
It's the core of the seven game.
Love is supreme... Ayuan is, Chao Jian is, but Chen Yang is not. Sister Qiao’s astrology book is not accurate. He is really not. The rules know him better than he knows himself.
That's why there was no scene where he died without an intact body and went crazy towards Jian.
Love is not everything in his life.
The rules know how to give him the heaviest blow. Family, love, and friendship come on stage in turn, and end with love and friendship, not just love.
If that were really the case, and every illusion was Chao Jian, then it would be too unreal. Chen Yang would not sink into it. He would only become more and more clear-headed.
Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief. It was over. It was okay. It was all over. He met the fiery gaze that had been staring at him.
The boy with gray-blue eyes who just called him "Brother Yue".
The fact that he could call out his pseudonym meant that he was a former teammate. The fact that he couldn't remember his name showed that they had not worked together very often and they were probably just ordinary teammates.
However, the boy still remembered him and could recognize him just by looking at his back.
"Your last name is not Li?" The boy was a handsome mixed-race boy with curly hair, fair skin, and red and upturned lips. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Yang seriously and questioningly.
Chen Yang shook his head: "Erdong Chen, Yang as in looking up to, is my real name."
"Dizzy." The boy's cheeks puffed up. "Then my prayers for you every day are useless, right?!"
Chen Yang was stunned for a moment: "That's thoughtful."
The young man snorted twice proudly, looked away and said: "Don't think too much, I'm not praying only for you, I'm praying for all my teammates who are still in there." But the number of people whose names he could remember could be counted on two hands, and the one in front of him was one of them.
Although they only worked together once, she saved him. She is an idol, a belief, and a god-like existence.
A big reason why he was able to make it this far was because of this person.
It's so dazzling, just like light.
It not only illuminates the partners around you, but also provides light to teammates who just pass by you.
… Who knew that the idol he worshipped was not called Li Yue, but Chen Yang.
The boy was not angry, nor was he depressed. He was already thanking the heavens and the earth in his heart. Every time he saw a teammate come back alive, he would thank them again. Chen Yang was the second teammate he saw coming home, the first being Yan Zhi. The boy coughed a few times to clear his throat, raised his chin, and said solemnly and reservedly: "Han Xing, Han in Korean dramas, Xing Xing in the stars in the sky, me."
"Han... Xing," Chen Yang murmured again. He really had no impression. But even if he couldn't remember, it wouldn't affect this reunion and goodbye becoming an important moment. He chuckled, "Hello, Han Xing."
Han Xing blushed and suddenly met a pair of sinister eyes, and the blush on his face disappeared in an instant.
My idol is a resident of that island. I just greeted him. I'm happy.
The idol has a boyfriend.
His boyfriend's emotions are not right, it seems like he has PTSD, but not completely. In short, he is not a normal person. There is no psychiatric department here, it is dangerous.
Han Xing took a step back and stood closely with A Yuan.
Yan Zhi is that simple big guy. He can do everything except chasing after the girls he likes.
Chen Yang got to know Yan Zhi. He looked at the other eight people coming this way and found that one of the long-haired women had her eyes on Chao Jian. She didn't know how long she had been looking at him.
"Your teammate?" Chen Yang leaned close to Chao Jian's ear, who didn't say anything.
Chao Jian said: "I don't remember."
Seeing that the long-haired woman did not approach him enthusiastically, but just kept a distance from him, Chen Yang confirmed himself and then nodded to Chao Jian actively, with some gratitude in his eyes for meeting his benefactor again.
The inn was not abandoned. There were wooden tables and chairs inside, which were very clean.
The players who passed the level on both fragments gathered in the lobby.
Thirteen people, with thirteen bloody stories, sat together.
Some people have a large proportion of luck and average strength, while others have a large proportion of strength and average luck.
The common point is that this group of people have both of those things. No one is sitting here with only one of them. That is impossible.
The old man spoke first, and everyone introduced themselves one by one. The people from Ping'an Town were very friendly to the people from Chaoyang Island, and the same was true for the head of Chaoyang Island. He was handsome and steady, and it was easy for him to win people's favor, but his family members were not easy to get along with.
However, when it was the family member's turn to make the introduction, he did not refuse to cooperate.
Although he didn't smile, he didn't have any expression.
After that, everyone enjoyed the breeze blowing in from the door and immersed themselves in their own situations.
The two sides' people who passed the customs with different household registrations were like the reunion of victorious soldiers. Although most of them had never met on the same battlefield, they all survived and returned.
No matter how many times I recall it, those moments of life and death seem like things from the previous life, yet they also feel like they are right in front of me.
The result of that disaster was not the destruction of China, but the destruction of the earth.
Other countries will also set up virtual worlds, divide the tasks, and those who pass the level will live in fragments of their own country.
Without those fragments of the world preserved in isolation, the earth would be an ocean, returning to its original state.
They are the taskers and clearance operators in the Chinese region.
Only two fragments have appeared now, and they have been connected and merged. We don’t know where the others are or what they are.
It's okay to know nothing.
One day in the future, their home will suddenly expand like it is today, and welcome new compatriots.
Chen Yang glanced at the eleven people in the town. Apart from A Yuan, the remaining ten people all had their return dates written in their eyes.
Those who came back a long time ago have calm and peaceful eyes, with all the pain and regrets retreated to the deepest part. However, those who have just come back not long ago have restless panic and fatigue in their eyes.
For example, the man sitting in the best escape route would tremble nervously from time to time, and his eyes would keep darting around.
This is the aftereffect of the tasker and it will take time to heal.
The man suddenly turned his head to Chen Yang and asked a question: "When will the end of the world come?"
This question was not just asked to Chen Yang, but to everyone, including himself.
"Brother, why are you asking this?" Han Xing climbed up from the armchair. "Not everything needs to be clarified. Even a mature blockbuster movie won't explain everything clearly. The same is true for the movie of life."
No one else, including Chen Yang, said anything. In fact, they were also curious.
They knew about the end of the world through the mission prompt. They had no memory of it.
It should have been a very ordinary day. Some went to work, some went to school, some stayed at home, some got married and had an interview... Everything was normal, but suddenly the disaster struck.
When the advanced civilization helped them extract their consciousness, they deleted the horrible experience and sent them into a virtual world. Those who were working were still working, and those who were studying were still studying... seamlessly connected. There was no trace of any deletion in their memories.
"I feel," Chen Yang said slowly, "what we know is that the virtual earth is running smoothly. Once we confirm that there are no problems, we will have genetic selection. The time to confirm this will definitely not be long."
"So based on how old you were when you entered the mission world, you can roughly work out when the end of the world will come." He paused and said.
Chen Yang didn't push it. When will the end of the world come? What does it have to do with our current life? There is no need to do so.
Besides, he and Chao Jian had already walked out of that corpse-strewn road and started again.
"Is the island fun?" an uncle waving a palm-leaf fan asked Chen Yang.
"It's OK." As a landlord, Chen Yang was very modest. "The house is made of stone and there are many trees. It's cool in the summer."
The uncle fanned himself even louder, his muscles under his vest very strong: "I want to go to the island to escape the summer heat."
"Sure." Chen Yang responded enthusiastically.
The uncle asked, "Can your partner be too?"
"Puff"
Some people couldn't help laughing.
Gradually, there were more harmless laughter and the atmosphere became relaxed and comfortable.
Chen Yang's old face turned red. He touched Chao Jian's leg and said, "Make a sound."
"Welcome." Chao Jian curled his thin lips.
Like a cool animal forced to work, its claws are still covering its treasure.
There was no air conditioning, and it was very hot in the summer. Everyone planned to pack up and go to the island to escape the heat when the dog days of summer arrived. Chen Yang's attitude was that they could go to the island at any time. There were a lot of empty houses on the island, all fully furnished, and they could move in with just their luggage.
Of course, those who stir up trouble are not allowed.
Chen Yang discovered that there were a few people who couldn't stand the loneliness and wished there was an evil ghost among them.
This is simply a habit of catching ghosts, and it's hard to change.
Chen Yang and Chao Jian were left behind to have lunch, which was a group meal. Since one table couldn't accommodate everyone, two tables were put together and thirteen people sat next to each other.
The dishes were served quickly, but the food was not so quick. Those who could cook went to the kitchen to help.
"I still have some hot food in the pot." Chen Yang took the water handed to him by A Yuan.
"It's chestnut-roasted pheasant!" The old man who was enjoying the cool breeze at the door suddenly shouted in one direction, "Old Zhou, go and learn from me! Go and learn from me!"
The man named Lao Zhou was about the same age as Chen Yang and had the temperament of an old father. Under the expectation of the old man drooling, he walked up to Chen Yang with a sigh and asked about the cooking skills of the dish.
Chen Yang said: "My partner did it."
Old Zhou stole a glance at the handsome guy next to Chen Yang, then walked away silently with the mentality of "mind your own business is worse than more trouble."
"Give me a pen and paper."
A cold voice sounded behind him, and Lao Zhou's face lit up with joy, and he hurried to get the two things.
After completing the mission, everyone was calm and kind. Mr. Xiao Chao has been back for a year or two, but he is still not easygoing. During the mission, he was the type who would fight at the slightest disagreement, and he was very brutal, focusing on the vulnerable parts of the human body. Fortunately, I have never encountered him.
Old Zhou turned his head and saw Mr. Xiao Chao holding Mr. Chen's hand very tightly. There seemed to be a very sad story between them.
Chen Yang let Chao Jian grab him and whispered, "I thought you wouldn't respond to Lao Zhou." After all, that was his exclusive secret recipe, which he developed last year. It was one of the two Chao family dishes that could be served on the table.
Chao Jian stroked the back of his hand: "Is there a reward?"
"Of course there must be." Chen Yang smiled.
Chao Jian pinched his palm and said, "Give me a kiss tonight."
Chen Yang turned his head toward the door: "Look, look, the old man is playing with the stone lions. His lower body is very stable, he knows Kung Fu, he must be a martial artist."
Chao Jian's eyes did not move away at all, still staring straight at Chen Yang.
Chen Yang's waist was numb from being stared at: "Okay, I'll give you a kiss."
Chao Jian's throat moved excitedly, and a hoarse smile was revealed in his voice: "Brother, don't bump into me tonight. It hurt a lot last time, and it was all red."
Chen Yang: “…”
Are you still disgusted? Chen Yang closed his eyes and said with a frown: "No more kissing!"
Chao Jian pinched him.
The atmosphere between the two of them was very tight and sticky, and no one else could get in.
The curtain behind the lobby was lowered, and Ah Yuan walked to the backyard. She thought for a while and found Yan Zhi standing next to her. She asked in confusion, "Why are you following me?"
Yan Zhi was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, "I want to ask, do your two friends drink?"
Ah Yuan was slightly stunned: "I don't know."
"The fruit wine and rice wine I brew are... delicious. Do you want to come home with me?" Yan Zhi blurted out. Without waiting for A Yuan to respond, he hurriedly said, "Come home with me to get some wine."
"If you are busy, I will go back and get it myself." Yan Zhi said again. He was a little anxious. He kept rubbing the thick joints, and his thick and rough palms were full of sweat.
A Yuan was about to speak when Lao Zhou's voice came from the kitchen. He asked the two guests from the island about their food taboos and preferences.
"I'm not very clear about it either." A Yuan said thoughtfully.
"The old duck soup is ready. I stewed it for the whole morning. The meat is tender and tastes good. I think they will like it. So, should I just stir-fry a few dishes?" asked Lao Zhou.
"Okay." Ah Yuan walked towards the small door in the backyard. She took a few steps and turned to look at the big fool who was still standing there. "Let's go."
Yan Zhi opened his mouth in a daze: "Ah?"
"Don't you want some wine?" A Yuan raised his voice.
Yan Zhi nodded vigorously, and a shallow dimple appeared on his dark face: "Yeah!"
A Yuan shook her head. The first person she met after she came back was Yan Zhi, who helped her a lot. He was a bit stupid, but very hardworking.
Those who were able to come back alive were all wounded and bleeding, but he gave people the impression that he had no scars here and there.
When he smiles, he looks innocent, like a big child.
Walking out of the small door at the back of the inn and into the cool alley, Ah Yuan suddenly asked, "Yan Zhi, can you make wine?"
"Yes." Yan Zhi, who was walking behind, said, "Every time."
Ah Yuan casually flicked the leaves and flowers hanging on the wall and said: "The grapes I planted are growing very well. They will be ripe in a while. You can teach me how to make wine then."
"Sure." Yan Zhi looked at her heels, not at her other parts.
Yan Zhi stopped walking and dodged the hand that was about to hit him.
Han Xing held onto the wall just in time to avoid falling flat on his face. He spat out the emerald green leaves from his mouth and said, "Yan Zhi, Yan Zhi, you are so capable, why don't you even dare to raise your head in front of A Yuan?"
"She's ugly." Yan Zhi said.
Han Xing rolled his eyes.
Yan Zhi caught up with A Yuan in front of him, and Han Xing chased after him. The three of them formed such a subtle scene in the alley.
"Yan Zhi, if you like her, chase her." Han Xing said to the back of Yan Zhi's head.
Yan Zhi looked at the back of A Yuan's head and said, "She is hurt." He lowered his voice and said, "It still hurts."
Han Xing paused, and he rushed forward with a few big steps to stop Yan Zhi: "I also like A Yuan, she is both weak and tenacious, very attractive."
Yan Zhi looked past Han Xing and looked at A Yuan who was about to walk out of the alley.
Han Xing looked at him: "I'm going to find an opportunity to kiss her secretly."
Yan Zhi said "Oh" dryly.
"That's it?" Han Xing's eyes widened, beads of sweat oozing from the tip of his straight nose. "Shouldn't you grab my collar, push me against the wall, punch me, and then say something fierce like, 'That's my woman, if you dare to touch her, I will never let you go'?"
Yan Zhi looked at him like an idiot: "This is not a mission point, I won't hit anyone."
Han Xing: “…”
"I won't talk to you anymore." He pressed his stomach and leaned against the wall, frowning, "Go find your Ah Yuan."
Yan Zhi left.
Han Xing also left. He was so hungry that his stomach ached. He wanted to finish a bowl of noodles before the big meal came.
Chen Yang and Chao Jian went to the small attic opposite the inn. It was the first time he came into contact with the illusion after the reset, and he was deeply moved.
"At that time, I thought our illusions were reversed. I entered your illusion. What were you thinking?" Chen Yang stepped over the threshold and entered the attic, and a gloomy aura hit him in the face.
It's the smell of not seeing the sun, and the resentment left by ghosts.
Chao Jian didn't respond. Chen Yang called him and then he said, "I forgot."
Chen Yang's footsteps paused imperceptibly. Well, just forget it.
There were round tables on the first floor of the attic and a cash register on the left. A girl with short blue hair appeared in Chen Yang's mind. Her name was Zhuzhu, and she died because of her own karma.
Zhuzhu felt familiar with the town when she entered it and said she seemed to have been there before. She also said that the attic was the dining place, the first floor was the hall, and there were private rooms on the second floor.
What Chen Yang saw now was the layout described by Zhu Zhu.
It seems that Zhuzhu had been here before the end of the world. She probably came here with her family when she was a child. She didn't have a deep impression, but there were still some residual memories.
After the apocalypse, the advanced civilization restored everything on the fragments of the world to its original state.
The ancient town is still an ancient town, and the attic is still a place to eat.
Chen Yang stood by the window on the second floor, looking down at the town. It seemed as if Widow Zhou was still holding a white lantern, standing by the roadside leading the way.
"If each mission point is a piece of fragment," Chen Yang muttered, "then there are quite a few fragments preserved. If they were all put together, the area would be very large." I just don't know if there will be a day when all of them will be merged.
Chao Jian was peeling sunflower seeds. He planted a field of sunflowers, and these were the fruits, which he fried and became snacks for Chen Yang.
Chao Jian peeled a handful of sunflower seeds and handed them to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang ate them one by one.
"Delicious." Chen Yang was still unsatisfied and reached into Chao Jian's pocket.
"I didn't bring much, you can eat when you get back." Chao Jian took his hand out and held it.
"You said you wanted a watermelon for me." Chen Yang reminded him. This was a chance for Chao Jian to make friends and talk to others.
"Yes." Chao Jian said, "Before returning to the island, I will ask who owns the melon field, and then mention this matter to the other party."
"Can we talk it out?" Chen Yang nodded twice.
Chao Jian glanced at him: "Don't worry."
"I'm relieved. I'm 100% relieved." Chen Yang keenly caught two gazes coming from downstairs, and he glanced at them secretly.
They were the only middle-aged couple among the group of people who had passed the level in the town, Mr. and Mrs. Chu. They whispered in each other's ears while peeking at Chen Yang.
"Let's go." Chen Yang called Chao Jian, went downstairs, and walked towards the middle-aged couple.
Mr. Chu looked at Chen Yang with a strange, inquiring look. In addition to inquiry, there was also a kind of nervousness and anxiety of a college entrance examination student checking his scores: "Do you have a notebook? It should be black and thick."
Chen Yang paused, "Yes."
Mr. Chu did not immediately tell Chen Yang what happened next, but went to see his wife first, and said proudly: "I said I was not wrong!"
Mrs. Chu rolled her eyes at him and said, "Yes, yes, you are not mistaken. You are still young."
"I am definitely young." Mr. Chu's pride flowed into his eyes, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes became active. He was a very charming middle-aged man.
Chen Yang silently turned his head and looked at Chao Jian: "We are eating dog food."
Chao Jian said: "Give them a share."
Chen Yang twitched his lips. He looked at the middle-aged couple in front of him who were bickering and laughing, with envy in his eyes: "When we reach this age, will we be able to have it this good?"
He raised an eyebrow at Jian: "We will be better."
"Yeah." Chen Yang's hearing is very good now. He heard Mrs. Chu's "It's good to be young", "Handsome guys are pleasing to the eyes", "Looking at it every day is more effective than any skin care product". As expected, he saw Mr. Chu's face turned black on the spot. Mrs. Chu coaxed him, "There are many young people, they are all fleeting. You are just one, and you are my Mr. Chu".
Mr. Chu's face brightened in an instant, and he smiled like a young man who had just fallen in love.
Chen Yang sighed. Is this the legendary way of husband and wife? It seems very powerful. I quickly wrote it down.
Chao Jian, who was silent on the side, was also taking notes in his mind.
There's no harm in learning more.
The aroma of food from the inn's backyard wafted into the street.
The sunflower seeds that Chen Yang ate were not enough to satisfy his hunger. He missed the pheasants at home, especially the fat but not greasy chicken legs.
"Mr. Chu, you're not going to talk about the notebook anymore?" Chen Yang tried to hold back, but couldn't help but speak out to disturb the couple who were immersed in their own world.
"It's not a big deal, actually. I just want to confirm whether you are the young man I remember, to prove that I am not old." Mr. Chu briefly recounted an old story.
After passing the customs, Mr. Chu stopped at a white area. Instead of moving forward, he turned back to look for his wife.
After spending a long time to find his wife, Mr. Chu, in order to thank fate, took out the token of love between him and his wife and set it up on a stall, hoping to give it to the right person.
Chen Yang was fortunate enough to bring it home.
"At that time, you refused to take it for free and insisted on paying thirty yuan." Mr. Chu rubbed his eyebrows.
Mrs. Chu smiled gently at Chen Yang.
Chen Yang smiled back politely, feeling very complicated. He only remembered that he bought the notebook at a roadside stall, and he couldn't remember what the stall owner looked like at all. His memory was not even as good as Mr. Chu's.
Chao Jian pinched the back of Chen Yang's neck.
Chen Yang's head drooped a little, his brows furrowed.
"You don't remember that I was normal. I was wearing a mask at the time." Mr. Chu smiled, "There are two notebooks. Mine can circumvent the rules and serve as a communication device."
Chen Yang said: "My copy will also work."
Mr. Chu was not surprised: "Where is your notebook? Is it lost?"
"It's not lost." Chen Yang shook his head, "I gave it to a friend of mine, and he's still inside."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Chu sent out a kind blessing: "Then I wish your friend good luck."
"Thank you." Chen Yang smiled.
A group of people ate, drank, and then walked home leisurely. Some took a nap, some read, and some were busy with work.
Chen Yang pulled Chao Jian to the river. The sound of water splashing at the waterfall could be heard from a long distance away, and it felt a bit cool when you got closer.
Occasionally a small fish would swim through the river. It was not a famous fish, but an ordinary crucian carp.
Chen Yang sat down casually, took off his shoes and put his feet in the water.
The river water is very gentle, not as turbulent and passionate as the sea water. There is also a layer of pebbles at the bottom of the water, which is very comfortable to step on.
The ground was a little hot, but Chen Yang didn't care. Chao Jian put his feet under his butt.
Chen Yang then sat on Chao Jian's feet and started playing with water.
Same place, completely different mood.
Like a dream.
There was a noise coming from the opposite side of the river. Ayuan was squatting in the grass digging something.
Chen Yang narrowed his eyes. His first impression of A Yuan was that she was like the wild grass in the mountains. The wildfire could not burn it all, and it would grow again with the spring breeze. She was born to belong to nature.
At Sanlian Bridge, she turned into a withered flower.
Now the flowers are growing again, facing the sunshine, full of vitality.
Chen Yang played in the water for a while and was about to put on his shoes when he caught a glimpse of two men passing by Ayuanna, followed by a herd of sheep.
Chen Yang took off his shoes and turned into a lemon: "They also have sheep..."
Chao Jian went to the other side of the river. He somehow communicated with the two comrades and brought back a lamb.
The sheep looked as if he had given up on life and said, “I’m dying, I’m dying, I’m dying.”
Chen Yang was amused by its appearance and laughed out loud: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'll touch you and then I'll let you go."
The sheep kicked its calves, and Chao Jian let it down, watching Chen Yang stroke the tufts of hair on the sheep's forehead.
"like?"
Chen Yang didn't dare to admit: "It has a father, mother, brothers and sisters."
Chao Jian looked at him deeply for a while and said, "During the summer vacation, the whole family will go to the island."
"It's just the hottest days of summer. We'll go back to town after that." Chen Yang curled his lips.
Chao Jian didn't care: "We can also come and live in the town."
"I don't want to move." Chen Yang hesitated for a moment, "Come and visit occasionally."
Chao Jian had no objection. As long as Chen Yang was in his bed, he could live anywhere.
Chen Yang asked Chao Jian to send the sheep back to the flock. As he put on his shoes, he thought that more people meant more supplies.
Supplies are distributed according to population.
When the population of the island increases, there will be supplies.
I don’t know how it was delivered, probably in the late night when everyone was asleep.
That's Santa Claus.
Chen Yang said goodbye to Ayuan across the river and asked her to go to the island early so that she could rub the little bear and eat delicious food.
A Yuan responded with a smile.
Chen Yang jumped onto Chao Jian's back, who caught him easily and carried him toward the river bank.
"Where's the watermelon?" Chen Yang reminded again.
"I've asked, the melon field belongs to everyone, you can pick as many as you want." Chao Jian's breath was steady.
"Oh," Chen Yang was not surprised at all, "Then let's pick the sweetest one."
"I don't know how to choose." Chao Jian went up to the river bank.
"It's okay, your brother can do it. Your brother can do anything." Chen Yang boasted.
He raised his lips to Jian: "Well, my brother can do anything."
Comrade Lao Chen's face turned red and he said embarrassedly: "Actually, there are still many things I don't know."
"It's not important." He strode towards Jian. The summer sun covered his entire body with a layer of gold. He half-closed his eyes, and his long and thick eyelashes cast a fan-shaped silhouette. "In my heart, you are the king."
Chen Yang was startled: "What about you?"
The man who carried him said, "I am your kingdom, and the ownership and use of it are yours."
Chen Yang felt dizzy. My partner is so good, really so good.
Chao Jian carried Chen Yang back to town. Chen Yang wanted to get off, but failed, so he had to continue lying on his back.
At this time, no one was walking around in the town. Chen Yang and Chao Jian ran towards the melon field. They met a man and a woman on the road.
The woman was the teammate who had walked towards Jian. She had changed her clothes, and Chen Yang then discovered that her belly had an arc shape.
Chen Yang's first reaction was not that she was fat or ate too much, but...
Chen Yang's eyes widened because of his own guess.
"Four months." The woman understood.
"Then your belly is not small this month, right?" Chen Yang didn't have any knowledge in this area, so he blurted out.
"Twins." said the young man next to him.
Chen Yang looked at him and felt that there was a murderous look in his eyes. He was a tough guy during the mission: "Are you the father of the child?"
"I am." The young man smiled happily, "We plan to get married on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month this year. You are welcome to come to the wedding."
Chen Yang said he would definitely come, and he was happy for them and looked forward to the arrival of new life.
"I heard that pregnancy is not easy, so you should be careful." Chen Yang said in a friendly manner.
"With Doctor Wan here, everything will be fine." The young man pointed in a direction. "There are medical equipment in the supplies. The clinic has been open for half a year. If you feel unwell, you can come and see the doctor."
Chen Yang rubbed the sweat off his forehead. They already have a clinic. However, they are genetic people, so their offspring...
"The same." The young man saw what Chen Yang was thinking.
Chen Yang watched the couple leave. Now it was life after the apocalypse.
However, they struggled forward while crying and shouting in pain, covering their bleeding wounds, and finally broke through one level after another and came back. At the same time, they skipped the dusty and decadent reconstruction period and directly entered a stable and comfortable stage.
The starting point has been set.
Very high and stable.
This is a brand new era, and it will be led forward by a group of new humans.
Chen Yang hugged Chao Jian and kissed him a few times with a smile.
"Let's go home."