I'm not a theatre god

Zhao Yi stood at the door like a sculpture.

His dull eyes slowly swept across the room, scanning the shockingly pale faces... He knew these people. They were all survivors from District 3, neighbors who supported each other in this building, and they were all in the building. Companions who huddle together for warmth in a foreign land.

But now, as if they were in a sauna, they all took off the heavy quilts that were originally wrapped around them, and cuddled together with each other, with a faint smile on their lips, as if they were sleeping peacefully.

In this quiet and peaceful atmosphere, Zhao Yi's chapped lips opened slightly with trembling...

"Boss Xu...?"

"Aunt Li?"

"Xu...Uncle Xu?"

Zhao Yi tried to call their names, hoping that they would open their eyes and yawn as if they had just woken up. Then he smiled and asked himself why he suddenly came back, and busily began to arrange the dinner for him... Maybe there would be no dinner. It's very luxurious, but there should be both vegetables and meat. Aunt Xu knows that she likes chili fried pork, so she will definitely cook this dish. Uncle Xu may pull her to sit at the door and drink, asking him how he has been during this time...

No, they should be startled now that he has turned into such a ghost, and then he explained to them in a panic that he is actually Zhao Yi...

Zhao Yi's mind was completely confused.

He didn't know what he was thinking. He only knew that his hands and feet were shaking unconsciously, and his body that was full of strength just now seemed to have fallen into an ice cave... No one responded to him.

I don't know how long it took before Zhao Yi plucked up the courage and stepped into the house... He carefully walked around their hands and feet, and began to test their breath with trembling fingertips, but there was no accident.

In such a low-temperature room, as long as you breathe, the mist will definitely drift away, and the room is completely silent at this moment.

They were all frozen to death.

"No...it shouldn't be like this..." Zhao Yi muttered to himself.

He staggered to the place closest to the brazier, where Xu Chongguo and his wife were cuddling together. In the corners of their eyes, a few tears shone like diamonds... A little closer, there was a person curled up in a ball. little figure.

"...Ling'er...Ling'er??!"

Zhao Yi's voice was hoarse and his mind went blank. He hugged the figure in his arms like crazy, but what he got was endless coldness.

A hoarse roar echoed in the dead silent room. Zhao Yi's eyes were already red. He hugged Ling'er's body and rushed out of the house like crazy, roaring and hissing at the sky above his head:

"Why...why???!!!"

"Why did I survive in the end... but they were the ones who died??!!"

"What did they do wrong?! They barely escaped from District 3!! They finally found a new life!! What did they do wrong??!!"

Zhao Yi knelt down weakly on the pale ground, and the cloth covering his face was blown far away by the wind. This monster with spells all over his body looked like a child who had lost everything, crying hoarsely in front of the dead and cold building.

At the same time, a figure in a white coat walked from a distance like a zombie. Hearing the roar coming from here, he subconsciously stopped.

Dr. Yi was slightly startled when he saw Zhao Yi holding the girl in the snow.

"It's him...he's still alive?" Dr. Yi murmured to himself, "Has he been initially fused with the cells of the Forbidden Sea Disaster...But without follow-up medicine to stabilize the body, he will still collapse and die sooner or later...Every one of them will It’s like this… Haha, everyone is like this…”

As if he heard Dr. Yi's whisper, Zhao Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised his head, and his eyes covered with incantations instantly locked onto his figure. After seeing Dr. Yi's face clearly, his pupils shrank slightly!

Ode——! !

His speed was so fast that Dr. Yi felt his eyes blurred as a huge force lifted him up and dropped him heavily next to the girl's body.

"It's you!! You're the scientist!!" Zhao Yi recognized Dr. Yi, as if grasping a life-saving straw. He pointed at Ling'er and the small building behind him, "You... aren't you very powerful? ? ? You can save me! Help me save them! They are just ordinary people who want to live well!

Zhao Yi's voice began to stutter. He didn't know what he was saying. He only kept shaking Dr. Yi's shoulders. Tears flowed down Dr. Yi's cheeks and froze into ice.

Dr. Yi stared blankly at Linger, who was freezing to death next to him, and closed his eyes bitterly.

"...I can't be saved." He whispered hoarsely.

"What did you say??!!"

"I said I can't save him!! Don't you understand?!" Dr. Yi's neck veins popped out, and he roared angrily, "I can't save him!! I can't save anyone!! Can't you listen?" Understand!”

Zhao Yi was stunned. He let go of Dr. Yi's shoulders tremblingly, and stumbled to the ground.

At this moment, his fingertips seemed to touch something... In the arms of Ling'er's body, there was a neatly folded note.

Zhao Yi stiffly took the note and slowly unfolded it. A series of crooked fonts appeared in front of him. The lines of the fonts were all twisted. It seemed that the author was freezing while writing this paragraph. trembling……

[Brother Xiaoyi, are you okay? 】

[Uncle Xu said, if there is anything I want to say to you, write it down quickly, otherwise you may not be able to write it after a while... But I am so cold, my hands are shaking, I want to warm up for a while before writing... However, Uncle Xu I said I must write it now, so my handwriting is very ugly. Brother Xiao B, you should be able to understand it, right? 】

[Brother Xiaoyi, when can you come back? Uncle Xu said that you went to work somewhere far away and that you made a lot of money. When you come back, you can buy me a new skirt... But I don’t want a new skirt. I don’t want you to be so far away from me. …I’m afraid you’ll be like grandma, and you’ll never be found again if you’re too far away. 】

[It’s so cold today. Uncle Xu said that the price of coal outside was too high due to noise (blank out). He said they were eating people, so he took people to argue with the coal seller, but he was beaten... If brother Xiao Yi were here, he would definitely be able to defeat them, right? 】

[In the end, Uncle Xu only brought back a piece of coal. They said it was all Uncle Xu’s savings. We all gathered together so that the heat would not dissipate. 】

[Brother Xiao Yi, the red-hot coal is so beautiful, like a rose...]