"Who the hell told you to close the door?!"
The moment the elevator door closed, Song Fei almost collapsed. However, He Zhiwen was embracing him with his life, his arms were bound like an iron bucket, and he struggled with all his strength but he couldn't break free. He could only watch helplessly as the gap in the door became narrower and Qi Yan's figure became more and more blurred. until it disappears completely.
When he entered the door, He Zhiwen had already pressed the 12th floor for the first time, but now that the elevator started to go up, he still didn't dare to let go of Song Fei.
"Let go!!!" Song Fei yelled while struggling, and the elevator car trembled with his violent movements.
That shaking is not an elevator, it is He Zhiwen's little heart.
"Don't forget our purpose! If you rush out now, we will be annihilated! You think closing the door is sorry for Qi Yan, but if you fall short, you are worthy of others! Qi Yan is still alive and kicking, and the others are now even if they are dead or alive. Do not know at all!!!"
He Zhiwen has never yelled at a person like this before. Since he was a child, he has even blushed with people a handful of times, but now he has no choice but to yell. This is not anger at Song Fei's impulsive behavior, but the depression and helplessness at the fact that he wants to rush out to save others but can only obey reason. Song Fei felt uncomfortable, so how could he feel better
Song Fei regained some sanity under the scolding from his comrades-in-arms, but the great discomfort was overwhelming in his heart. At the thought of losing Qi Yan... no, I dare not even think about it.
He never felt that there was anything earth-shattering about the relationship between himself and Qi Yan, it was nothing more than two little kids who didn't understand anything, talking about a childish love that was destined to be ashamed and blush in retrospect after a few years, even, he He never thought that it would last forever, that he could persist until graduation and then break up. During this period, he would be loyal to each other and not be a mistress or a mistress. This was his greatest expectation for this relationship.
But now, he found that he was wrong. He underestimated this relationship and overestimated his freedom. Maybe many years later, looking back, he will still feel that this relationship is naive, but at this moment, he is as naive as this relationship.
Who will you meet in the future, what kind of love will you meet, whether there is still a place for Qi Yan in your life, let's fuck it all. He liked that person purely and thoroughly with his only twenty-year-old superficiality.
When his arm was bitten, He Zhiwen broke out in a cold sweat. It took a long time to realize that what Song Fei bit was only his clothes, he didn't really go down, he gnawed at the meat.
Song Fei bit hard and tried his best.
He Zhiwen hugged him and let him vent, deliberately ignoring the splash on his sleeve.
This is brotherhood, He Zhiwen thinks, it is more direct than love, stronger than family affection, a man can't resist such kindness. Even if he is obedient and precious like him, there are still one or two such brothers who can survive, so Song Fei's man's tears, he understands.
Snapped.
Bang!
The elevator car stopped suddenly and the lights went out.
Song Fei, who was nibbling his sleeves, and He Zhiwen, who was recalling his brothers from his hometown, were both stunned in amazement, with their empty eyes wide open in the darkness.
Before they realized what had happened, the elevator car suddenly plummeted!
He Zhiwen, who was already hugging Song Fei, instinctively hugged him even tighter, and Song Fei also wished he could get into the other's chest in an instant!
However, the fall soon stopped. As the overhead emergency lights came on, the elevator car gasped for its aftermath.
It took a long time for the box body to stabilize, giving the people in it a sense of down-to-earth peace of mind.
"The power is off?" Song Fei was still in shock, and felt that in just half a second, he had walked around the gate of the Palace of the King of Hell.
"It should be..." He Zhiwen was also quite frightened, his legs were still weak.
"Temporary or permanent?"
"How would I know."
"The elevator won't fall any more?"
"I told you all that I don't know!"
"Isn't this the building of your courtyard? I don't know what to do with you!"
"Well, this elevator is always severely overloaded by classmates during the peak hours of going to and from get out of class, so the gravity sensor overload alarm and emergency braking may not work well. There have been accidents where it fell directly from the second floor to the first floor. Fortunately, there were no casualties, so it's over."
"..."
"You forced me."
"Did I ask you this!"
"Loyalty is harsh."
The light of the emergency light is very weak, and it can't illuminate the entire elevator car at all. At most, a small strip of light is reflected above the two people's heads, which is not as good as the moonlight at night. But yes, it is better than nothing, even the light that can only be seen when looking up can give some comfort to the two people in the dark.
"The power doesn't stop in the early morning and the power doesn't stop in the evening. Is it such a coincidence that it stops when we come in?" Although it's still a mess, he doesn't have so much time to be flustered and dazed right now, so he can only force his brain to work. .
"You mean someone pulled the switch on purpose?" He Zhiwen realized that he was still hugging Song Fei after he finished speaking, and quickly let go of his arms.
The upper body was finally able to breathe freely, and even the brain became clearer: "It may not be a person. This kind of dark environment is not beneficial for escape. Zombies can still smell when they can't see them, and people are completely blind."
"If you're not a human, then you can be a zombie?" He Zhiwen sneered, but after finishing speaking, he also felt uneasy, and his spine gradually felt chilly, "It can't really be a zombie, can it?"
Song Fei didn't speak.
He Zhiwen couldn't see the expression of his comrade-in-arms, and he didn't know whether his comrade-in-arms guessed casually or really believed it. Anyway, he himself didn't believe it: "Even I don't know where the switch is in this building. Can the zombies know? And with their intelligence , Will it still weigh the pros and cons of power outages, and even come to the conclusion that power outages are more beneficial to them to carry out operations?"
After He Zhiwen's analysis, Song Fei also hesitated: "It seems not very scientific..."
"It's very unscientific," said He Zhiwen, who always seeks truth from facts. "It's true that zombies are adapting to this environment, but like us, they all progress step by step. It's unrealistic to exaggerate this evolution, and it doesn't conform to objective laws."
"Could it be that we complicate the simple?" Song Fei tentatively guessed in the direction of simple and rough, "It's actually a simple power outage?"
"It's entirely possible."
"Cause of the Qiushi building explosion?"
"Maybe, maybe not."
Song Fei looked at the emergency light resentfully: "Can I still report for repairs now?"
He Zhiwen was speechless: "What do you think?"
"Maybe there are surviving electrician brothers or uncles who still stick to their jobs..."
He Zhiwen sighed, even though they couldn't make eye contact in the dark, he still gave each other admiring glances: "Optimism is a character, but being as optimistic as you is a talent."
Song Fei is just having fun while suffering. Anyway, he is stuck here and can't do anything. It's not illegal to fantasize about it.
He Zhiwen doesn't understand the method of spiritual victory, he believes in creating miracles with his hands.
The dazzling light instantly illuminated the elevator—He Zhiwen turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone.
With strong light contrast, emergency lights can basically be ignored.
Song Fei blinked hard twice, and before he could fully adapt, He Zhiwen had already stuffed the phone into his hand: "Help me take care of it."
Song Fei didn't understand why, until He Zhiwen began to pick at the crack of the elevator door with his hands, then he suddenly understood. Of course Song Fei hoped that the elevator door would open, but he couldn't help feeling anxious: "Can it work? Don't move so violently. I remember that there are signs in many elevators that for safety reasons, door opening is not allowed."
"Usually there is a sentence next to this sentence. If there is a power outage, please don't panic and wait for rescue. Can you wait now?"
Song Fei was speechless for a long time, before he said weakly: "Xiao He, you've learned badly..."
Once, this is such a simple and good boy.
He Zhiwen is also aware of the subtle changes in himself, and his views on this are very pertinent: "It's not all my personal efforts, but more of the collective strength."
——Wusheng class is a big dyeing vat, and everyone can grow up. From the first day of stepping in, fate has become irresistible.
In the end, He Zhiwen, whose fingertips were almost worn out, gave up.
This elevator has faults from the alarm system to the gravity sensor to the emergency brake, but the closed system is perfect.
Song Fei was not idle when he was holding his mobile phone, he was always looking at the top of the elevator car. If he remembers correctly, in many foreign movies, the protagonist removes the car roof, or climbs out of the car, or climbs in from the well. figure. Of course, the purpose of the former is mostly escape, and the purpose of the latter is usually assassination.
But the movie serves the plot, not the elevator escape guide. Who will describe in detail how to remove the roof. Usually, in one shot, the elevator opens the skylight, and then the actors begin to climb in and out happily.
However, in reality, this is not the case at all!
In the white light of the mobile phone, the top of the car is a whole piece of frosted plastic plate, similar to a suspended ceiling, that is, under the real car top, a fake and beautiful top is made of building materials, with holes in the board and inlaid lighting lamps, while the rear seat structure and wiring of the lamps are hidden in the gap between the panels and the real roof of the car.
If the top of this elevator can really be opened, it also needs to smash the decorative ceiling and tear off the light lines, and then look for the gaps in the roof to see if there is a place to start dismantling.
Song Fei told He Zhiwen what he thought, and after the latter listened to everything, he rekindled his enthusiasm for the door opening that he had given up on: "I'll look for any tools that can hold the door open. You are reliable."
"Don't even think about opening the door, if you can open it so easily, it's called an elevator..."
Click.
Song Fei froze, opened his mouth wide and forgot to close it.
He Zhiwen quietly put down the dagger, facing the elevator door that had been gapped by a centimeter, and was equally dazed.
"It's done?" Song Fei asked in disbelief.
He Zhiwen didn't answer right away, but put his fingers into the gap, held one side with one hand, and pushed hard to the sides.
Amidst the rubbing sound of Kerala, the elevator door slowly opened.
Finally, the gap was big enough to enter and exit freely, He Zhiwen stopped, turned to look at Song Fei who was still stunned, and replied: "It's done."
Happiness came so suddenly, Song Fei didn't know what expression to show.
He Zhiwen looked arrogant: "This is the elevator in our courtyard, how about it?"
Song Fei nodded, admiring from the bottom of his heart: "It's so fucking indecent."
Although the door of the car was opened, it was only halfway to the real escape. Because in addition to the car door, there are elevator doors between floors. And because of the fall, the car is stuck between the two floors at this time, and what's more terrible is that the floor space of Gewu Building is relatively high, so that most of the cars of Song Fei and the others are stuck between the elevator doors on the upper and lower floors On the wall of the room, there is only a gap of about 30 centimeters above the head, revealing a little metallic luster of the elevator door on the upper floor.
As long as they slipped a little more when they fell, they would really be completely stuck in the wall!
Thinking of this, both of them broke into a cold sweat with fear.
"What should we do now?"
"Keep prying."
He Zhiwen looked up at the gap between the unreachable interlayer doors, and felt the powerlessness deep in his soul: "Yao Ming has to pry this."
Song Fei went all out: "I'll hug you."
After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but put his arms around He Zhiwen's waist, and hugged him up.
He Zhiwen resisted in his heart, but for the sake of the overall situation, he still kept smiling, and when Song Fei lifted him to the highest point, he stretched out his hand with all his strength, but the tip of the dagger in his hand was still a long way from the bottom of the crack in the door.
Unwilling to give up, Song Fei wrapped his arms around the opponent's knee for the second time and hugged him!
He Zhiwen this time the tip of the knife touched the crack of the door!
"Can you hurry up!"
"How can you aim at me all the time!"
"How can I not shake you so dead!"
"Joshki is light and tall, look for him!"
"Why are you so jealous at this time!"
"You're so comprehensible... hey hey—"
Bang.
Clank—
People turned on their backs, and the dagger fell to the ground.
"I can't do it, I have to wait a while..."
"We should let Zhao He in."
"Don't stand and talk without back pain, hug me if you have the ability."
"..."
"Don't let me just talk casually, I rely on you to at least give me a knife!!!"
Bang.
Once again, people turned their backs on their backs.
Song Fei's black line, He Zhiwen must have done it on purpose!
But it was this fall that confirmed Song Fei's guess.
He Zhiwen looked at his comrades sitting on the ground and began to smile, he was horrified: "Are you okay? I was wrong and I shouldn't retaliate. Can you stop being so happy..."
Song Fei rolled his eyes at him, and turned off the phone's flashlight at the same time, anyway, it won't be used for the time being, so it can save some power.
The car darkened again, and returned to the chaotic state with only emergency glimmers. But I don't know if I opened a door, or I have confirmed the surrounding environment, the feeling of isolation and helplessness is no longer strong, but the hope of life, like a ball of fire, slowly illuminates the heart in the predicament.
He Zhiwen also realized Song Fei's pleasure after knowing it, and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you happy about? It's too shameless to hide it and enjoy it by yourself. Hurry up and share it."
Song Fei didn't intend to hide it at all: "We made such a big commotion just now, we didn't hear any zombies, no matter it was knocking on the door or howling."
He Zhi asked a little bit: "You mean it's safe outside?"
"At least there are no zombies in front of the elevator door on the upper floor."
"Security is useless," He Zhiwen's tone suddenly became frustrated, "It's too high, and it's impossible to force the door."
"Ugh."
"Unless I step on your shoulder!"
"Why don't we still consider opening the skylight..."
Song Fei's struggles didn't work in the end, he still resigned to his fate and picked up He Zhiwen, who lived up to everyone's expectations and pried the elevator door between floors to his heart's content, all kinds of prying, trick prying.
But I don't know if the prying point is too close to the bottom of the door, or the interfloor door is harder to open than the car door. In the end, Song Fei can hardly hold on, and the interfloor door is still not moving at all, so what is the question? The short knife, after a crisp sound, the handle and the knife were separated.
He Zhiwen had no choice but to get down, and Song Fei collapsed to the ground.
Happiness comes suddenly and disappears suddenly. The ups and downs of life are really unprepared.
"Do you think God is playing with us?" Song Fei was a little desperate, "I was not bitten to death by zombies, I was not frozen to death by the weather, I was not killed by jumping off a building, I was scared to death by running for my life, and finally died in the elevator, surrounded by empty space. Cans and shit."
"...Can't the death scene be freehand?"
"Well, I think realism is more touching."
"Feel is not the same as taste!"
Song Fei was amused by He Zhiwen's accusation, and when he had had enough laughs, he calmed down and said seriously: "I complained about you closing the elevator door before, I apologize."
He Zhiwen was stunned: "Why did you suddenly become enlightened?"
Song Fei told the truth: "If Qi Yan is also trapped here, our radio really has no hope."
He Zhiwen also wanted to believe Qi Yan, but: "He is the only one left, there is hope, but it is also slim."
Song Fei raised the corner of his mouth: "You don't understand, he is very powerful, only he doesn't want to do, there is nothing he can't do."
In the darkness, no one saw the flickering lights in the corners of Song Fei's eyes and brows when he mentioned Qi Yan. He didn't even know it himself.
The lobby on the first floor of Gewu Building.
Qi Yan: "Keep singing—"
Big tree at the main entrance.
Zhao He: "I'm fucking hoarse, can you do it—"
Hall: "This thing keeps turning!"
Dashu: "You said you have nothing to do, why climb up there!"
Hall: "I miss the ball in five elements!"
Dashu: "...you won."