The next two days were uneventful.
The six of them spent half a day counting the inventory in the warehouse, and then got together to study the campus map. But after going back and forth on those places, and then researching it is just talking on paper, and if there is nothing new to talk about over time, there will be no discussion.
It is thrilling to break through, but it will make people concentrate, and it seems safe to defend, but the spirit will slowly slacken in the calm and boring waiting. It's hard to tell which one is better, but the current six people are really bored.
On the eighth day when the tide of corpses broke out, and the fourth day after entering the supermarket, cloudy turned overcast.
"We need to find something to do. If this goes on like this, people will be depressed." Song Fei couldn't take it anymore, got up and paced back and forth, trying to think of ideas.
"Don't waste your energy," Zhou Lv took out a Glico Pocky box from Qiao Siqi's hand beside him, and put it in his mouth, "No books, no internet, no poker, no mahjong, killing games I'm going to throw up, we six poor commanders, we can't really take risks."
Qiao Siqi quickly grabbed his leftover biscuits, and refused Zhou Yili's claws that came over twice: "It's okay to be honest, how about a big adventure? Go out and fight with zombies? Or eat two mouthfuls of washing powder?"
Luo Geng was speechless: "It's all reduced to this situation, isn't it risky enough? Just don't kill yourself."
Zhou Lv stroked his chin and thought for a long time, then suggested: "How about we use the idiom Solitaire?"
Song Fei: "..."
Joskey: "..."
Luo Geng: "..."
Lin Dilei: "You can try it."
Qi Yan: "I agree."
Three vs. three, although not more than half, but it is still very rare, so the game began soon—
Qiao Siqi: "Me first, me first. Desperate!"
Luo Geng: "Storm!"
Zhou Lu: "Sprung up!"
Song Fei: "..."
Qi Yan: "..."
Lin Dilei: "..."
— died soon again.
Song Fei really wanted to give Zhou a pennant, with eight large characters embroidered on it - field clearer, quiet guard.
Yawning sleepily, Song Fei touched his phone to check the time, it was 12:10 noon, no wonder he was so sleepy... Huh? Song Fei widened his eyes and looked at the date on the phone again, belatedly reacting: "Comrades, today is Christmas!"
Shouting a sentence made the friends cheer up, and they took out their mobile phones to watch—
"I go."
"It really is."
"I've been fooling my days haha."
Subconsciously fumbling in his pocket, he found an empty Joskey, gnawed off half of a Pocky in one bite, and chewed hard!
"Oh, last Christmas, I set up a portrait sketch booth in the city square, surrounded by many single girls who went out with their best friends for the holiday, it was so beautiful." Zhou Yiyi lay on the floor in a large font, recalling the past , infinite aftertaste.
Lin Dilei was surprised: "Can you still draw sketches?"
Zhou Lv sat up and said earnestly, "It's a serious boy's work. I was forced to go to an art class when I didn't go to school."
Lin Dilei looked Zhou Lv up and down in disbelief: "You can play guitar, you can sketch, and you bought knives in Japan just to make Japanese food in the dormitory. Why don't you have a girlfriend?"
Zhou Lv thought about it very hard, and finally spread his hands: "I don't know either."
Song Fei and Qiao Siqi knew: "Because the words are not speculative!"
After hesitating for a long time, Luo Geng quietly approached Lin Dilei, and said weakly: "Although I don't know how to draw, I can ask for guidance..."
Lin Dilei thought for a long time but couldn't figure out how to take over, so she turned to Song Fei and the others: "What about you, how did you spend Christmas last year?"
Qiao Siqi opened his mouth and came, obviously remembering deeply: "I heard and translated a horror movie about Santa Claus, tsk, it's completely anti-routine, a fairy tale, and the ending is still very dark. I think about what it's called..."
"You don't have to say its glorious name, thank you." Song Fei hastily stopped, while searching his memory for Christmas last year.
This is not a memory that is too difficult to grasp, to be exact, it even shines so brightly that Song Fei saw it as soon as he opened the memory box.
He raised his head and met Qi Yan's gaze. I don't know if he just happened to look over, or just kept looking at this side, but there was some emotion flashing in those eyes, which couldn't be explained clearly.
"Huh?" Lin Dilei was still waiting for Song Fei's answer.
Song Fei withdrew his gaze and shrugged his shoulders: "I went shopping in the pedestrian street in the city center, and then I was squeezed into a dog by the crowd."
Lin Dilei imagined the scene for a while, and then asked Qi Yan again, whether accidentally or intentionally, "What about you, how did you spend Christmas last year?"
Qi Yan smiled wryly: "I lost my wallet, and I failed to chase the thief."
Lin Dilei nodded, sure enough, this is a series.
Luo Geng waited for a long time without waiting for the goddess to come, and he was not discouraged, so he simply brought a lot of apple-flavored Fanta cans over. The shelves were not enough, so he went to the warehouse to collect them, and arranged them bit by bit into a conical tower half the height of a person. Looking around, A piece of magical green.
Lin Dilei boldly guessed: "Christmas tree?"
Luo Geng nodded sharply.
Lin Dilei burst into laughter.
Luo Geng was so happy that he was starving for oxygen.
The atmosphere suddenly cheered up, the dullness disappeared, and the joy of the festival gradually surged. The little friends unpacked two more packs of Chacha melon seeds, cut the red packaging bags into strips, glued them together, and put them on the "Christmas tree" like garlands. There are red and green, both form and spirit, perfect.
Six people formed a circle, Qiao Siqi had already piled up a bunch of snacks and put them in the middle, everyone held a can of Coke and raised their glasses to each other—
"Merry Christmas!"
If there is no one to give us light in the dark night, we will hold the lamp for ourselves.
Eight glasses filled with varying amounts of water were placed on the ground, and the water levels were arranged in order from low to high. Zhou Yilu used the metal chopsticks he borrowed from Song Fei, and started playing with a ding.
Notes popped out under Zhou's rhythmic percussion, unhurried, crisp and melodious, and finally flowed into a familiar melody, like snowflakes fluttering in the wind, cheerful and light, full of childlike fun.
Lin Dilei couldn't help humming along: "Jingle bells jingle bells~~Jingle all the way~~Oh what fun it is to ride~In a one horse open sleigh hey~~~"
Song Fei couldn't help singing along, but he only followed two lines of "Jingle bells", and he really didn't know the English words after that, so it became "Jingle Bells". In view of the fact that it is quite destructive to the aesthetic feeling, I quickly shut up and join everyone and be an obedient listener.
“Dashing through the snow~~In a one-horse open sleigh~~O'er the fields we go~~Laughing all the way~~Bells on bobtail ring~~”
Lin Dilei's voice is as gentle as a nightingale. It is lively and playful when it is bright, and soft and warm when it is crooning. When you close your eyes and listen to it, you can see the snow-covered town, the houses with burning fireplaces, and the brightly lit doors. window.
Just when all the friends were immersed in the dreamlike festive atmosphere, a heart-piercing scream pierced the quiet Christmas Eve—
"Help!!!!"
The six people trembled at the same time, returning to reality in a sudden tremor.
"Help, ah, ah—"
"Help-"
"Ah-"
It's not just one person calling for help!
At the same time, there was a fierce slapping sound from the glass door at the entrance of the supermarket!
The six people didn't dare to delay any longer, they jumped up like flying, almost heading straight for the main entrance at a speed of sprinting 100 meters!
Joskey ran ahead, arrived first and moved the shelf against the door without any hesitation. Qi Yan, who arrived later, didn't wait for him to finish moving, and reached in to open the cotton curtain by taking advantage of the gap!
A group of tall and burly male classmates came into view!
I can't count how many, and the students who were closest to the door even had their faces stuck to the door. When they saw them, they knocked on the door even more desperately, no, it almost smashed it!
There was a knock on the door and cries for help, deafening!
Song Fei arrived later, and he had all the keys to the seven locks, but there were many classmates outside, and there were more zombies chasing them. When Song Fei took out the keys, two more classmates were dragged away by the zombies.
"Go up to the roof—" Qi Yan suddenly shouted through the crack of the door, "They don't know how to climb stairs, go up to the roof!"
If the seven locks were opened one after the other, there would probably be no bones left outside the door!
Some quick-witted students reacted first and ran to both sides immediately. The power of role models is infinite. In less than two seconds, the students who gathered in front of the door dispersed in a flash. They didn't know whether they were stacking arhats or climbing with bare hands.
The six people also ran back quickly, and tacitly didn't go to the toilet, and all gathered under the ventilation window that Qi Yan had climbed through - the toilet window was too low, once the zombies heard the sound and gathered, the consequences would be disastrous.
Qi Yan climbed to the top of the iron shelf, opened the ventilation window, and shouted to the roof: "Here, come in through the window—"
Soon, the first classmate was picked up.
Later Luo Geng also climbed up and helped Qi Yan pick up people together. It took about ten minutes to pick up seventeen students in total.
After everyone landed safely, the six people discovered that although these people were dressed in different clothes, most of them were casual sports. The rush of male hormones. That is a temperament that is completely different from ordinary classmates, and it is obvious for a single person, let alone seventeen or more.
"From the gymnasium?" Qi Yan locked the window and jumped off the shelf.
"Yeah. I really can't live anymore. I tried my best. I thought I was going to die. My legs were so frightened. Fortunately, I'm so fucking lucky." The speaker was a classmate who was about the same height as Qi Yan, but looked stronger and stronger. Some, wearing a gray sportswear, outside is a loose long black down jacket, the zipper is not pulled, just open, "You guys are very good at finding places, the dormitory is almost full of people, fuck!"
The boys here were talking to Qi Yan, and the dozen or so people over there dispersed all of a sudden, all looking in the direction of the food area.
Qi Yan wanted to ask a few more questions. Seeing that the others had disappeared, he turned around and ran towards the other side: "I'll go, I'll save some—"
It took less than half a minute before and after, and the exchange did not exceed two sentences. The six people looked at me and I looked at you, all a little confused.
Qiao Siqi: "What's the matter?"
Zhou Lu: "I guess I'm hungry and crazy."
Luo Geng: "If you're hungry and crazy, you should say thank you, we saved their lives!"
Lin Dilei: "Forget it, let's understand each other."
Qi Yan was also not very happy, originally wanted to ask the other party's name, but now he is in no mood. Frowning, he glanced past Song Fei naturally from the corner of his eye, only to find that his brows were tightly furrowed, his expression was serious, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Qi Yan nudged him lightly with his elbow: "What's wrong?"
Song Fei looked at him slowly, with a rare serious expression, without the slightest bit of laughter and cursing in his usual life: "When they knocked on the door, how many people were there?"
Qi Yan shook his head, all he knew was: "There must be more than now."
Song Fei: "Wouldn't you be sad if a classmate you knew died?"
Qi Yan thought for a moment, then said, "Maybe they haven't reacted yet?"
Song Fei couldn't think of anything more, so he had to give up: "Maybe."
Hunger and fear can make people temporarily disturbed. The six friends can understand each other, so they walked back to the floor and found that the Christmas tree had been knocked down to the ground, and Zhou Yili's "instrument" had been kicked into a mess. They didn't say anything. what.
It may be a pity to interrupt the Christmas atmosphere, but if seventeen lives can be saved, who dares to say that this is not the best Christmas.