Fu Xiyuan and Wu Zhou, who were eating tuna rice balls for supper, waited for more than an hour. The rice balls were almost digested, and they didn't wait for them to come back. My friend fell asleep unknowingly, until they were jolted awake by a few roars. come over.
"What's wrong?" Wu Zhou asked in confusion.
Fu Xiyuan, who was also in a daze but could understand a few words, was full of worry on his face: "It seems to be shouting something dead or not, is there a fight?"
"Fuck," Wu Zhou stood up abruptly, and ran to the window as soon as he spoke, "Then we have to go down and help!"
Fu Xiyuan didn't stop anyone, Wu Zhou had already opened the window and stepped out with one leg, he was so frightened that he hurried over and hugged the other party's waist, and at the same time stuck his head out and shouted: "Are you okay—"
Zhao He's voice came up quickly: "It's okay—"
Fu Xiyuan quickly carried the ancestor down with his arms around his waist. However, the ancestor's legs were too long, and Mr. Fu couldn't carry it high enough, so he could only drag him down the window sill, and the ancestor's leg scratched and hurt all the way.
Wu Zhou, who finally landed on the ground, had no time to talk to his comrades-in-arms, gasping for air, rubbing his battered long legs.
Fu Xiyuan was still not at ease, he was sure that he had heard the words of whether he was dead or not, Zhao He said it was fine, what the hell was going on downstairs
"What are you doing now—"
The reply to the second question was a bit slow, and it wasn't until Fu Xiyuan raised his heart that he heard Zhao He's helpless voice.
"Apply mask-"
Fu Xiyuan was stunned, and Wu Zhou, who was rubbing his thigh, was also stunned, unable to believe it: "In just a short while, the relationship is so good?"
A group of old men sat around together, each with a mask on their faces, and then their expressions were blurred, the atmosphere was peaceful, their eyes were rolling, and the corners of their mouths were smiling... Two sunny and healthy male students in the gymnasium were stunned by the involuntary picture made up by their brains .
"It's a good thing we didn't go down..." Fu Xiyuan felt sorry.
Wu Zhou strongly agreed.
Half an hour later, the four people in Class 2 finally returned. When Fu Xiyuan took the people in, he took a special look at the faces of his comrades in arms. His skin was no better than when he left. The ones that should be oily are still oily, and the ones that should be pimples are pimples.
"How did the talk go?" Wu Zhou didn't care about the mask, as long as the cooperation could be negotiated, he didn't mind even if Zhao He and the others came to the celestial bathing place with Class 1.
"It's settled," Zhao He Hulu pushed his bald head to dispel the cold air, "We will form a team and go to the delivery point tomorrow night."
Wu Zhou was stunned: "Where is the delivery?"
Fu Xiyuan, who had just closed the window, turned around and asked strangely, "Didn't you go to Gewulou?"
"Gewulou is too far away," He Zhiwen explained, "I don't know what dangers there will be along the way, and our two shifts haven't really teamed up before, so I want to form a team and go to the nearest express delivery point first, mainly for running-in Running in, it’s better to get something useful.”
Wu Zhou asked, "What did they propose?"
He Zhiwen was speechless, together with Feng Qibai and Zhao He, the three pairs of eyes slowly looked at Huang Mo, their eyes full of silent accusations.
Huang Mo was a little embarrassed by the look, so he admitted his mistake generously: "Okay, it's all my fault. But you have to understand that it's natural for women to want to put a mask on their face when they see it. Besides, if it wasn't for the mask, it wouldn't be able to hook up the courier order. Son, maybe tomorrow we will recklessly rush into Gewulou, how dangerous it is."
Feng Qibai sighed, and said softly: "Sister, no one will stop you if you want skin care, but can we take it back and apply it again, let alone 20 minutes, it's 200 minutes, we don't choose You make sense."
"Do you know how dry the atmosphere of the eight of us was when the two of you lay there side by side applying a mask? In order to let the time pass as quickly as possible, I almost danced on the spot." During those twenty minutes of silence, Zhao He never thought about it in his life Remember again.
"Isn't that the little mine has been teasing, I couldn't hold back... Forget it, it was indeed my fault." Huang Mo suddenly sat down on the spot, cross-legged and lowered his head, his low voice was both sincere and committed. Frankly, "I shouldn't have made you wait for me for twenty minutes for my own selfish desires, I'm sorry."
The three big men stood there stupidly, making a big red face.
Wu Zhou and Fu Xiyuan didn't know the cause and effect, but they didn't feel that it was a big deal, so they couldn't see it—
"What are you doing, it's an honor for the three old men to force the girl to admit her mistake?"
"I'm so disappointed in you three!"
Zhao He and the others didn't know how this situation came to be, but looking at the lovely and pitiful Huang Mo, they felt that the two left-behind students were scolding too well. Aren't the three of them just bullying others, they are simply beasts!
"Actually, after so many days of heart-throbbing, it would be nice to take some time to sit quietly." Zhao He said against his conscience, covering his aching chest.
"Yes, yes, I feel that my heart is at peace." He Zhiwen quickly echoed.
Feng Qibai sat directly opposite Huang Mo, bent down and looked at the other's downcast eyes from bottom to top, and said, "Actually, we are just jealous, why does Xiao Lei only give you a mask and not share it with us!"
Huang Mo burst into laughter.
Zhao He and He Zhiwen looked at each other, and gave Feng Qibai a thumbs-up in their hearts by coincidence—forgive yourself, a real man.
But what the two of them couldn't figure out was, how did the three of them change their ways to make Huang Mo happy in the end? When did the initiative reverse
When they finally settled down and prepared to rest in a group, Wu Zhou and Fu Xiyuan really figured out the ins and outs. There is no need to say much about the previous discussion. He Zhiwen has done science popularization in Class 2 in advance. Except that there is a car in the fixed assets of Class 1, which is an absolutely super-standard event, the rest are as expected in the initial negotiation. The location is Set in Gewulou, the goal is the full-band radio.
But later, Huang Mo accidentally saw the mask exposed in Lin Dilei's backpack, which became an opportunity to increase cooperation branches.
How passionate the two women were, they didn't care about skin care on the spot, but this incident brought the special place of "Express Delivery Point" to the surface. Originally, Lin Dilei was just telling Huang Mo where the mask came from, but then she had a flash of inspiration and said that we can go to the express delivery first. Anyway, the cafeteria is also close to the courier point, so it's perfect for testing the tacit understanding. At worst, the worst result is that there is no team speed, and they are all scattered. Those who basically rely on running can also run back to the window on the first floor of the cafeteria, or climb trees if they are not good enough. In short, the risk factor is not too high. Besides, there are still many unopened packages in the courier point, just thinking about it makes people itch.
A strange cause, but a reliable result.
In fact, the things in the express delivery point are of little significance to the friends who have been stationed in the cafeteria and have no worries about food for the time being. At most, they can find some warm clothes, which can be used as floor coverings or quilts. But from another perspective, as Lin Dilei said, it is still worth a try to use it as a touchstone for group formation—if they can’t even break through such a nearby express delivery point, then don’t even think about Gewulou, going to die .
"It's getting late, let's all go to sleep. Only when we have enough sleep can we act spiritually tomorrow night." Zhao He yawned, bringing the discussion of the friends to an end.
All friends: "Good night."
Zhao He: "Good night."
Huang Mo: "By the way, there is a toilet downstairs."
Fu and Wu: "...Why are you talking about such an important matter now?!"
You must know that during the three days without a toilet, they were full of self-loathing and guilt every time they threw the tied heavy plastic bags along the window to an unknown place dozens of meters away!
"What are you shouting for? Why do the movies put the easter eggs at the end?" Zhao He let out a deep breath of white air, and waited for it to flutter and dissipate in the depths of the night before slowly saying, "Because of the surprise."
The students upstairs were in a good mood because of the smooth cooperation and negotiation, and they were pleasantly surprised by the occasional toilet, and soon went to sleep with Zhou Gong. This is the first time in several days that they have truly fallen asleep, and even the cold can no longer invade, only the bright sunshine and colorful colors in their dreams.
The mentality of the students downstairs is subtly different.
Compared with Class 2, who only experienced the charge from the dormitory to the cafeteria, the combat experience of Class 1 students is much richer and more thrilling. There is a saying that the more you fight, the braver you are, but more often than not, the more you fight, the more sober you become. They are willing to optimistically believe in the bright future, but also objectively foresee the twists and turns of the road. This is not a game that can be restarted after game over, but the reality that once you die, you can only cancel the account and delete the file.
There is only one chance, and only one life.
They couldn't help but think about it.
The result of everyone thinking too much is that the atmosphere is inexplicably quiet, as if this is a group of revolutionaries who will die generously tomorrow.
Until Song Fei couldn't hold back and yawned.
This made him a little embarrassed, as if everyone was thinking deeply and he was heartless, so he had to ask himself a question: "Uh, aren't you sleepy?"
Qi Yan glanced at him, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't show it in the end, but the light in his eyes softened, and he turned to everyone and said, "Go to sleep, it's already midnight."
The little friends finally moved, those who should wash their faces, those who should brush their teeth - only Zhou Lu, Song Fei, and Luo Geng who came out of their dormitory brought their toothbrushes. Later, when they arrived at the supermarket, Qi Yan, Qiao Siqi, and Lin Dilei Just make up. So now only Wang Qingyuan and Li Jingyu were left with their index fingers dipped in toothpaste.
It didn't take long for eight people to lie down on the floor one by one. The head rests on the backpack, and most of the feet are outside the floor, and they cannot lie flat. They lie on their sides and you squeeze each other, so that the students on both sides barely have a little floor to use.
This kind of extremely intimate distance, as if two people share a single bed in a dormitory, has greatly surpassed the safe distance in people's hearts. You must know that in supermarkets and libraries, although they also sleep on the floor, the friends still keep close to each other. relatively independent.
But it was really too cold in the back kitchen.
The second half of the night is the time when the temperature is the lowest in the day. I didn't feel it when I was busy discussing it before, but now I really lie down and feel the chill. Even if we are so close to each other, almost my chest is touching your back, I still feel stiff unconsciously.
There was no light in the back kitchen where the lights were turned off and the venetian blinds were closed. Even though my eyes have adapted to the darkness, I still can't see anything. Only each other's breathing is so clear, relying on is so real.
"Hey, why are you hugging me!" Zhou Lv's exclamation suddenly sounded, full of discomfort and fear.
"I can't die with a hug. I'm almost frozen like a dog. I can't transfer some heat." Jonhs said while tightening his arms, and even his legs went up behind him.
"Why does heat transfer mean that I pass the heat on to you? Why don't you pass it on to me?" Zhou Lv was in a state of breakdown, trying to figure out why he chose such an unlucky neighbor when he was lying down, "Hey Hey, slow down and strangle me..."
"You two can keep warm, can you stop making it so intense." Song Fei rolled his eyes in the dark, just complaining that the straight ones are more gay than the curvy ones these days, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.
Because of the difference between men and women, Lin Dilei was placed on the edge of the floor even though they slept so closely, with Song Fei on the left and nothing on the right. It is true that Song Fei's safety factor is very high, but it may be due to the reservedness of girls, or even if he is gay, he is still a man after all, Lin Dilei did not push Song Fei's side, on the contrary, she kept a slight distance as much as possible .
Quietly, Song Fei pressed his palm against the opponent's back. His movements were very light, and after touching the other party's down jacket, he stopped moving. Even so, it still proved his own judgment-Lin Dilei was shaking, shaking very badly.
Withdrawing his hand without a trace, Song Fei suddenly called softly: "Little Landmine."
"Huh?" Lin Dilei responded quickly, her voice pretending to be calm.
"Don't wear a down jacket, it will be better if you take it off and cover it."
The floor is limited, and everyone sleeps with their clothes on, but in fact, sleeping with the same piece of clothing on is completely different from sleeping under it, and the latter will be warmer.
Lin Dilei didn't respond for a long time, and she didn't move. In fact, she was a little hesitant.
Although she was in the dark, she knew that no one was asleep, so she undressed herself at this time...
"Fuck, you reminded me earlier."
"I'm almost freezing."
"I only know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but I don't know how to feel sorry for my brother, you scum!"
Stab.
Click.
swish swish.
"Do you still need to take off your autumn clothes?"
"Who the hell is hugging me shirtless?!"
Lin Dilei couldn't help laughing, all the coldness turned into a puddle of water, overflowing from the bottom of her eyes, and she tried her best to hold it back.
No matter how pretentious she was, she took off her down jacket neatly and put it back on her body. Unexpectedly, as soon as the cover was closed, he was hugged into a firm embrace with a down jacket.
Lin Dilei subconsciously wanted to break free, but the person behind her hugged her even tighter.
"Don't worry," Song Fei solemnly promised, "I really have no feelings for you."
Lin Dilei's black line, I don't know whether to feel at ease or kick him.
Girls are naturally more afraid of the cold than boys. In high school, Song Fei had a female best friend whose hands and feet were cold in winter. He didn't understand at the time, and even laughed at her coquettishness. As a result, he was beaten up, and finally he was forced to educate women Knowledge about qi and blood. Because of being beaten very cruelly, knowledge is also remembered particularly firmly.
Up to now, every time she goes home from vacation, Song Fei will find each other to hang out, share anecdotes about each other's college, and reminisce about the past high school years...
Shaking his head, Song Fei forced himself not to think about it.
The more I think about it, the more afraid I am of death.
The girl in her arms has improved a lot, but she hasn't completely warmed up, she still shakes occasionally, Song Fei can feel it.
How about changing places with Lin Dilei? Song Fei pondered, after all, there was no one there, no matter how tightly he hugged himself on one side, the other side would still feel cold. But after changing positions, Lin Dilei is herself on this side, and Luo Geng is on the other side. Song Fei really doesn't have much confidence in Luo's self-control. Not to mention that the other party still likes Xiao Minei, it's just an ordinary man who sleeps so close to a beautiful woman, anyone who says he doesn't respond will be bragging.
"Qi Yan."
In the dark, Qi, who had been deducing the battle of Gewulou in his mind, suddenly heard the call of his ex-boyfriend.
"Huh?" His reaction was almost instant, so let's go to Gewulou and the radio.
"Come here, lie down here."
"..."
The sudden invitation made Qi Yan feel unreal as if he was in a dream.
The other little friends who were not asleep at all were also startled, and Qiao Siqi quickly persuaded: "Well, Song Fei, although friction can generate heat, it is also easy to catch fire. Do you want to think about it again?"
Consider shit!
Resisting the urge to kick Qiao Siqi, Qi Yan jumped up from the ground and teleported to Song Fei's side in the blink of an eye. The speed is as fast as wearing infrared glasses and walking on the ground in the dark.
"Where?" Student Qi hid his panting self well in the depths of the night, leaving only a cold and restrained question.
"Wang Qingyuan, move over there." Song Fei said suddenly.
Without Qi Yan, there is a space between Wang Qingyuan and Zhou Lv. Now that Song Fei is directing, Wang Qingyuan will understand. Moved to the left to Qi Yan's position, followed by Li Jingyu and Luo Geng on the right, and finally Song Fei moved to the left with Lin Dilei in his arms, leaving a space for another person on the far right edge.
Qi Yan couldn't see clearly, but he had a rough idea of what was going on. Judging from the sound, after everyone moved, they obediently lay down in Lin Dilei's original position.
When Song Fei called Qi Yan over, Lin Dilei understood his intention. When Qi Yan lay down, the other friends also realized later, especially Luo, the protest of "why didn't you call me?" ensure.
No more cold wind.
Lin Dilei put her head on Song Fei's chest, and her voice changed: "I'm sorry, I wish I was a man..." Obviously trying so hard to keep up with everyone's pace and not to drag everyone down, but sometimes, gender differences It is really force majeure.
"Don't," Song Fei rejected this terrible conjecture without even thinking about it, "It's just a group of old men who are running for their lives, before they are killed by zombies, they will also stink to death. You hear that we are now full of It's smelly, but you still have a little fragrance on your body."
Lin Dilei 囧, she admires this angle of thinking.
And Song Fei is absolutely sincere, especially now that the beautiful woman is in his arms, the contrast is even stronger: "It's weird, we should wash up, wash our hair, wash our hair, and wipe our bodies. Yes, you should be more diligent. But what about the clothes, we didn’t wash them, right? Why do we stink? You not only don’t stink, but also smell good. It’s unscientific…”
"I'm better than you!" Xiao Lei still insisted on this point, but, "Of course I need some help."
"Perfume?" Qiao Siqi on the other end guessed right.
"Yeah." Lin Dilei admitted generously, as for what she used on her body was not spray but roll-on perfume, so she didn't force popular science.
"So what Song Fei said is right." To dispel Lin Dilei's worries, Qiao Siqi also joined in the process of consolation, "In a team, girls are very necessary, just like there must be air fresheners in the bathroom."
Lin Dilei: "Uh, thank you for your affirmation, but actually I don't like this metaphor very much."
All male students: "...we don't like it even more!"
After the dust settled, the "Qi's windshield wall" was firmly in place.
Although a midnight tryst has become a way to help others, it's still better to be separated by a girl than three gentlemen.
Hearing the sound, Song Fei judged that Qi Yan had completely laid down, and said to Lin Dilei: "Trust me, he is absolutely fine..."
Before the whole word could be uttered, Song Fei, together with Lin Dilei, was embraced by the windshield wall. Rather, the windshield put its long arms around him, and the little mines became the white filling of the Oreo.
This time Lin Dilei was really warm, she could feel the steam through the down jacket.
"Qi Yan," Lin Dilei suddenly asked mischievously, "Are you absolutely safe?"
The windshield behind him thought about it seriously, and answered honestly: "It depends on whose point of view it is."
Song Fei: "..."