Foggy City a year and a half later
This is an old farmyard, with lingxiaohua, pearl plum, and a few poetic weeping willows planted beside the courtyard wall. There is a stone table in the middle of the courtyard, on which are some books and a pair of unfinished chess. Occasionally, there are huge and gorgeous butterflies fluttering among the flowers by the wall. If you ignore them, which are sharper than steel needles and have highly poisonous mouthparts, this is really a picture of a peaceful and peaceful life.
Dou Heng folded his arms around his chest, leaning against the eaves, quietly looking at the beautiful courtyard covered with a layer of golden tulle in the sun, with a faint smile on his usual tight lips. Looking at the half-closed door, his dark purple eyes overflowed with tenderness, and he asked in a low voice, "Gong Lixin, are you ready?"
There was no response from the door, so he called a few more times before pushing the door open and going in.
As he expected, the young man fell asleep in the bath again. He was half lying on the edge of the bathtub, with his head buried in his arms, his fair and translucent skin looked flimsy and extremely charming against the background of the blue liquid medicine.
Dou Heng subconsciously held his breath, walked over quietly, and picked up the young man from the bathtub. The already delicate skin became even more slippery due to being stained with the blue liquid medicine, like a fish that almost escaped from his arms, Dou Heng quickly adjusted the angle, and hugged the young man tightly into his arms, always expressionless There was a trace of panic on his face.
Fortunately, the young man didn't fall to the ground, nor was he awakened. Dou Heng breathed a sigh of relief quietly, walked out of the bathroom, and carefully placed the young man on the bed that had already been covered with towels.
Picking up another towel that was placed on the bed, he began to wipe the young man's body, his movements seemed very skillful. After wiping his upper body and lower abdomen without looking sideways, all the way to his toes, his tense nerves were slightly relaxed, and he dared to face up to the beautiful scenery under his hands.
The young man's toes are round and cute, his thin and bright nails are seductive pink, and his long and narrow feet are held by a pair of big hands. The bronze color and ivory white are intertwined, which looks very matching and beautiful.
Dou Heng's Adam's apple slid up and down, and a strong longing suddenly surged in his heart. He closed his eyelids slightly, lowered his head slowly, approached the sole of the young man's feet inch by inch, took one of his toes in his mouth, and licked it lightly and infinitely gently. A trace of blue medicine left on it drilled into the body from the taste buds on the tip of the tongue, bringing out an unbearable dryness and heat.
Dou Heng's eyes were gradually deepening, almost approaching black, and he licked and kissed the young man's toes, with a fascinated and devout face, as if he was worshiping the supreme god in his heart with the most humble gesture.
"What are you doing?"
The charming warmth was interrupted by a confused voice, Dou Heng raised his head stiffly, and met the young man's clear eyes.
"Oh~ it's itchy." Without waiting for Dou Heng's answer, the young man suddenly laughed lowly, lightly twitched his ankle caught by Dou Heng, raised his toes, and rubbed twice on Dou Heng's bearded chin. Very intimate.
Seeing the naughty eyes flashing in the young man's eyes, without the slightest disgust, Dou Heng's stiff expression gradually returned to normal, he naturally let go of the young man's ankles, picked up a set of clothes beside the bed and said, "I'll help you get dressed , so as not to catch a cold."
After soaking the blue medicine, the limbs and bones are overflowing with energy, guiding the energy to the dantian one by one, and the lower abdomen is warm and comfortable. The young man sighed lazily, half sat up, stretched his limbs and asked Dou Heng to help him dress.
Putting on a large white shirt for the young man, buttoning it up, trembling slightly when his fingertips slid across the young man's white chest; putting on the trousers for the young man, seeing his pink and delicate place, his eyes were dazed for a while Second. These abnormalities were properly hidden by Dou Heng under his stern face, without any clues.
The young people are gradually relying on him, trusting him, and getting closer to him, but he dare not reveal the slightest emotion because he is afraid that he will be noticed by the young people and alienated. But he believed that, day by day, he would win the hearts of young people. Yes, at some point, he also became greedy. The closer he was to the young man, the less he could be satisfied with the not-too-distant distance.
As He Jin said, a treasure like youth cannot be let go even if it is death.
Of course, although he agrees in his heart, he will never declare to everyone as brazenly as He Jin did. Didn't He Jin get pushed out to Ningcheng by Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran, and only come back to see the youth once in two or three months
However, Ningcheng planted a large number of Dementor Grass, which is the processing base of blue medicine. If a young man wants to restore his strength as soon as possible, he needs a huge amount of blue medicine every day. Although He Jin is busy, he is willing to give for the one he loves.
Distracting his attention with wild thoughts, Dou Heng finally helped the young man fasten the belt around his waist, a thin layer of sweat dripped from his forehead.
At this moment, there was a rhythmic knock on the door, and Dou Heng hurried over to open the door.
"It's time for Gong Lixin to drink the medicine." Jin Shangyu held a bottle of blue medicine with a high concentration in his hand, and put it in front of Dou Heng's eyes. When he looked down, he saw his raised crotch, and asked shrewdly, "Did you fall asleep again?"
Dou Heng nodded expressionlessly, turned slightly to Gong Lixin and said, "I'm going first."
Seeing the young man smiling and nodding, he strode away immediately.
Damn, it's getting more and more boring! Jin Shangyu gave him a contemptuous look, and walked into the room with the medicine.
The young man was wearing a loose white shirt on his upper body, with a beautifully shaped collarbone protruding from the slightly open collar, looking extremely sexy; his lower body was wearing a pair of khaki slacks, with bare feet, he bent a long leg and leaned on the head of the bed , with a lazy and enchanting smile on his handsome and extraordinary face. This kind of enchanting style is not deliberately displayed, but it is natural, and it becomes more and more powerful with the growth of age, and I don't know how many people have been intoxicated.
Seeing Gong Lixin like this, Jin Shangyu had no choice but to withdraw his contempt for Dou Heng. Well, in fact, Dou Heng is very discerning, and it would be abnormal if he was not bewitched by such an evildoer every day.
"Drink it, the concentration this time is higher than yesterday's. In order to grind the crystal nucleus for you, Xiaohui has been busy for three days and three nights." Jin Shangyu's tone was very sour.
"Thank you Xiaohui." Gong Lixin smiled, took the blue medicine and drank it with his head raised. Tendons and hamstrings can be broken, but the invisible meridians cannot be repaired by supernatural powers. Fortunately, Jin Shangyu later discovered that the energy in the blue medicine can nourish the meridians and increase internal strength, otherwise, he would really become a useless person.
"How much has the power recovered now?" Seeing that he finished drinking the medicine, Jin Shangyu asked in a low voice.
The youth is the spiritual pillar of the survivors in the entire C country. In order to stabilize people's hearts, no one except a few very close people around them knows what a huge price the youth paid to regain this piece of pure land. Seeing that the young man had lost a lot of weight and his face was particularly pale, Jin Shangyu was very distressed.
"Fifty percent, it will fully recover in half a year." Gong Lixin's tone was extremely relaxed, and this tribulation could not shake his firm heart at all.
"That's good." Jin Shangyu nodded reassuringly, and said with a smile, "Today the rice harvest is rushing, and everyone is going to help in the fields, but it's very lively, do you want to go and see? I heard that the Harvest Festival will be held in three days. It's been a long time since the festival!"
People in the doomsday, every day may be the last day they live in this world, how can they be qualified to celebrate the festival? But now it's different. After settling down in Fog City, they can pick up the previous festivals one by one, and they can also create new ones.
"Okay, go out and have a look." Gong Lixin's eyes lit up, and he got up from the bed.
In the endless golden rice fields, the breeze caresses the layers of rice waves, sending bursts of strong rice fragrance. Jin Shangyu and Gong Lixin walked back and forth on the narrow field ridge, fascinated by the beautiful scenery in front of them.
In the rice fields, the men were shirtless and immersed themselves in harvesting the ears of wheat, while the women wore headscarves and aprons, tied up the harvested ears of rice and put them into the granary. In front of the granary not far away, someone manipulated the machine to desnap the rice, and then spread it on the open space to dry. Everyone was sweating profusely, but the corners of their eyes and brows were full of joy.
Where does this look like the end of the world? It is clearly a picture scroll of joyful and busy farming.
"That's great!" Jin Shangyu exclaimed loudly, seeing Gong Xiangyi and Mrs. Lin who were holding a little baby learning to speak beside Tian Kan, they ran over in a hurry.
Gong Lixin smiled and followed after seeing it.
"Can my daughter talk?" Jin Shangyu asked curiously, teasing the cute little baby girl who kept waving a rice ear in Gong Xiangyi's arms.
"Not yet, I'm only seven months old now, and it will be in two more months." Gong Xiangyi wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with her fingers, and her eyes were full of maternal love.
Gong Lixin teased the little boy in Mr. Lin's arms. The little guy was carved out of the same mold as Lin Wenbo, and he was already very handsome at a young age.
"When will you and Haoran want one? I don't know how many women in the base are willing to be pregnant mothers! Our base now also needs to learn from the policies of the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China and encourage everyone to have more children." With a smile, he looked at Jin Shangyu and said, "The little girl Lingyu was also pregnant a few days ago, and Yuanhang even rewarded her with a hundred catties of food! You and Li Dongsheng have dragged on for long enough, when are you going to have a wedding?"
Jin Shangyu's cheeks were flushed, and he caught a glimpse of a dusty man standing not far away, and quickly pulled Gong Xiangyi to change the subject, "Hey~ he's here again, what good things did he give you this time? Forgive him, children in the last days have both parents and don’t know how happy they are, you can’t deprive children of their right to happiness!”
Seeing Liao Fan not far away, the smile on Gong Xiangyi's face disappeared instantly, and she immediately walked home with the child in her arms.
Liao Fan was very lucky. After being arrested, Gong Xiangyi also found out that she was pregnant. Unable to be the murderer who killed his grandson's father, Gong's father finally chose to expel Liao Fan. All the people in Liaocheng who went with him were dead, but he was fine. Liao Fan was very shrewd. He sneaked back to Wucheng a few months later and found Gong Xiangyi with a big belly.
The joy at that moment can hardly be described in words. Liao Fan suppressed the urge to rush to hug Gong Xiangyi, and left Wucheng secretly that day, becoming a wandering mercenary, working hard to improve his strength, hoping to win Gong Xiangyi's favor again. agree. Every two months, no matter where he was or how many injuries he suffered, he would rush back to Wucheng to take a look at his wife and daughter from a distance with Father Gong's acquiescence.
Just this one glance was already a great happiness for him, enough for him to survive in the purgatory-like apocalypse.
Gong Xiangyi walked too hastily, tripped over a grass stalk on the ridge of the field, and was about to fall, it was too late for Gong Lixin and Jin Shangyu to help her up. At the very moment, a sand wall suddenly appeared beside her, catching her fallen body. Protected by soft sand, neither mother nor daughter were injured.
Seeing this, Liao Fan secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Gong Xiangyi turned her head, looked at him with complicated eyes, and walked slowly.
Mr. Lin's eyes darkened, and he also left with his grandson. A child's skin is too delicate to be exposed to the sun for long. Besides, he felt that the child could not live without a father, and it was time to have a good talk with Yuanhang and let him persuade Xiangyi. It's so dangerous outside, maybe one day, Liao Fan will never come back, and it will be too late for Xiangyi to regret it.
Gong Lixin carefully held the baby and sent Mr. Lin back to the courtyard. After the grandpa and grandson settled down, he turned back to the farmland and watched everyone harvest the rice with relish.
"Why come out at this time? Go back, the sun is very hot!"
After cutting a paddy field, Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo straightened up and saw the handsome young man smiling at them from the ridge of the field, and immediately walked over with distressed faces. At the beginning, Li Xin's meridians were all destroyed, and her whole body was in severe pain when touched, and she was more fragile than a crystal doll. The two of them were really intimidated by his rare and fragile appearance, and they still have lingering fears.
"Half of the skill has recovered, how can it be so fragile? I'll grab it too, and give me a scythe." The young man looked eager to try, as he talked, he wanted to imitate Song Haoran and Lin Wenbo and go into battle shirtless.
"Don't take it off!" Song Haoran's face was dark, and he grabbed the young man's white wrist.
In the past two days, he helped to collect the money and saw the tattoos of Li Xin on those supernatural beings, so he realized how popular his lover is. There are far more rivals in love than he imagined, and he is completely anxious.
"We're done with our work, let's go back. A few days ago, Xiaoyu brewed a few jars of rice wine, which is very fragrant and sweet, do you want to try it?" Lin Wenbo coaxed, wiping off the sweat from his forehead. With sufficient food, wine is no longer a luxury.
"Well, let's go back then." Speaking of eating, Gong Lixin's eyes lit up.
Song Haoran gave his friend an approving look, and the two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, walked slowly towards the small courtyard beside the young man.
The rice wine is really fragrant and sweet, but it also has a lot of stamina. The young man's cheeks were flushed, and he nestled lazily into Lin Wenbo's arms, his palms moving on his sweaty honey-colored chest, the corners of his eyes had already been stained with a layer of attractive peach pink, and his posture was extremely provocative.
Two clusters of dark flames ignited in Song Haoran's eyes, he hugged the young man's thin waist from behind, and licked and kissed his snow-white back of the neck.
"It's time for you to practice with me!" The young man bit Lin Wenbo's earlobe and spit out crazy words.
The heat wave in the room was roiling, and the fierce battle was in full swing. None of the three of them, who were lingering to death, noticed that someone came quietly outside the window, and then left quietly.
Jin Shanghui jumped into Jin Shangyu's laboratory from the window, walked to the corner and pulled off his trousers, and gently poked his soft little Xiaohui with his fingertips. Although he was expressionless and silent, his slightly stooped figure But there was a bit of frustration and despondency.
Seeing his wretched behavior, Jin Shangyu put down the work at hand, and asked helplessly, "Are you going to spy on Gong Lixin having sex again?"
Jin Shanghui gave a low 'hmm'. He can speak some simple sentences now.
"If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your weapon. Come here, drink this bottle of medicine, drink it persistently for a few years, and you will definitely stand up. Brother, I am very optimistic about you, and you must capture Gong Lixin to know." Is it?" Holding a bottle of red potion and handing it to his elder brother, Jin Shangyu coaxed with a smile.
Jin Shanghui's expression was ignorant, obviously he didn't understand his sister's unpredictable encouragement. But when his younger sister pointed to his little Xiaohui and made a firm gesture, he suddenly realized, and quickly took the potion and drank it with his head raised.
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The author has something to say: The story should end here, and if I write it down, it will be a post-apocalyptic novel turned into a farming novel. I only accepted two of the male protagonists I originally planned, but I still couldn’t break through my lower limit. In fact, I am very fond of Dou Heng, but I always feel that if Dou Heng eats the male lead, he is not the Dou Heng in my heart, so I am hypocritical, and arranged for him an ending that is neither good nor bad, so that he will always be my chest The cinnabar mole, not mosquito blood. As for He Jin, he didn't appear on stage for a long time, and I'll continue later, I have no feelings for him~ I also feel heartbroken for my heartlessness! Beat the ground~