abyss doomsday

Holding the steering wheel, Fan Qingyi whispered: "Aguai's condition is not very good... I'm afraid she won't be able to get out after she goes in."

"Well, I know, I'm thinking of other ways now."

Li Jiaojiao stroked Lin Youhe's face and lowered her eyelashes to cover the pity in her eyes.

The car drove for more than two hours and stopped at a winding mountain road.

Bai Mo got off the car and looked at Fan Qingyi: "There is a landslide in front. It will take a few hours to deal with it. You...you can rest for a while."

Bai Mo turned his head and looked at Lin Youhe in the back seat. He could only see the exposed half of Lin Youhe's face, which was as pale as a piece of white paper.

Raising his hand, Fan Qingyi blocked Bai Mo's sight with cold eyes. He looked at Lin Youhe like he was looking at a madman, which made Fan Qingyi very unhappy. His Aguai was not a madman!

Realizing that he had been offended, he quickly turned his head away and hurriedly confessed: "Be careful yourselves."

He picked up his steps and left this place of right and wrong.

Fan Qingyu raised his fist to vent the anger in his heart, but he retracted his hand because he was afraid of waking up Lin Youhe and afraid that Lin Youhe would collapse after waking up.

Looking at Lin Youhe being held by Li Jiaojiao in the rearview mirror and opening the car door, Fan Qingyu felt that he had to come down and take a breath, otherwise he would go crazy.

Taking out a pack of cigarettes, Fan Qingxin squatted on the roadside and started smoking.

He has not smoked for almost a year. He used to quit smoking for Lin Youhe, but now he smokes for Lin Youhe. He doesn't know what to do.

Qiu Yong saw Fan Qingxin squatting on the roadside smoking and walked to Fan Qingxin: "Brother, please lend me a cigarette."

Throwing the entire pack of cigarettes to Qiu Yong, Fan Qingyi exhaled: "Is something wrong?"

"Your little girlfriend doesn't look very good." Qiu Yong held the cigarette in his mouth, lit it and took a long puff.

Throw the cigarette back to Fan Qingyi.

"She's very good!" Fan Qingxin glared at Qiu Yong fiercely.

Qiu Yong smiled mockingly: "What a fart, are you going crazy when you see her like that?"

"I said no! She's very good!" Throwing away the cigarette, Fan Qingxin stood up and held Qiu Yong's collar and said fiercely.

"Ha, you are deceiving yourself. If you really want her to be good, go find some medicine for her to take. If she has nightmares again, who of you can stop her from wanting to die?" Qiu Yong blew out smoke on Fan Qingyi's face. , slapped Fan Qingyi's hand away.

Looking at Fan Qingyi, Qiu Yong looked into the distance: "Brother, she has a mental illness that you can't cure."

"I can do it!" Fan Qing doubted that he didn't believe that Lin Youhe wouldn't be fine. It was obvious that he would have been fine in his last life...

After sizing up Fan Qingyi: "Then do you think you can replace the person in her heart? She died of her relatives, right? Or did she see it with her own eyes or kill it with her own hands, right?"

Pursing his lips, Fan Qingyu stopped talking. Indeed, he was right, he might not be able to cure his heart ailments.

Passing a piece of paper to Fan Qingxin, Qiu Yong whispered: "This man is still alive in the northwest base. Take the little girl to see him. My girl is also this old."

I picked up the business card and saw that it was a psychiatrist, with his address and name written on it.

It seemed that he and Lin Youhe had to go to the northwest base.

After waiting for a long time for the smell of cigarette smoke to dissipate, Fan Qingyi got in the car. As soon as he got in the car, he saw that Lin Youhe had woken up, but his face was still scary and ugly.

Raising a smile, Lin Youhe whispered: "I'm sorry, Fan Qingyi, for causing you trouble."

"Sister Jiaojiao told me that I can go in. Don't be afraid that I won't die. I still have a sister." Lin Youhe twitched the corners of his lips, and his mood had recovered.

"...Okay..." It took a long time for Fan Qingyi to find his voice.

Lin Youhe took a piece of compressed biscuit and started eating it. Li Jiaojiao handed Lin Youhe a bottle of water for fear that Lin Youhe would accidentally choke herself to death.

Shaking his head, Lin Youhe took a bottle of milk: "Thank you, Sister Jiaojiao, I don't like drinking plain water."

It didn't take long for the road to be cleared by Liu Yang.

Lin Youhe ate a lot along the way, as if he was trying to forget the pain by overeating, and Li Jiaojiao couldn't bear to stop Lin Youhe.

Lin Youhe opened another can and put it into his mouth one by one with a spoon, eating mechanically.

"Don't eat it... Ah Guai, don't eat it..." Li Jiaojiao couldn't stand it anymore as she pressed Lin Youhe's hand.

Turning to look at Li Jiaojiao, Lin Youhe seemed to realize that he had eaten too much, and lowered his head: "Well... I won't eat..."

Seeing Lin Youhe finally stop, Li Jiaojiao hugged Lin Youhe and whispered: "My dear, the world is inherently unfair now. We can't resist. We have to learn to face it. Don't take all the fault on yourself. That would also be unfair to you.”

Hugging Li Jiaojiao and leaning on Li Jiaojiao's chest, Lin Youhe listened to Li Jiaojiao's heartbeat: "Well... Sister Jiaojiao, don't be sad. I'm fine. I won't go crazy. I really won't go crazy. My sister will no longer have a family after I go crazy, and she will have to struggle alone in the apocalypse, which is very cruel to her."

Gently patting Li Jiaojiao's back, Lin Youhe seemed to be talking to himself: "She is still waiting for me to bring her grandparents and dad to reunite with her with the good news."

"Sister Jiaojiao, don't cry, girls will become ugly when they shed tears! Sister Jiaojiao wants to be pretty all her life, and I want to see sister Jiaojiao smile~" Lin Youhe closed his eyes and spoke softly, but he had already spoken The preface does not match the postscript.

Li Jiaojiao wiped her tears and said in a muffled voice: "Well, if Aguai likes to see my sister laughing, I can show her to her for as long as I want. I won't leave."

Letting go of Li Jiaojiao, Lin Youhe raised his hand and rubbed Li Jiaojiao's face: "Well, sister Jiaojiao, smile more."

……

After driving for more than an hour, we finally saw the biological research institute.

Li Jiaojiao watched Lin Youhe being pulled out of the car by Fan Qingxin before notifying backup. Within a few minutes, she saw a helicopter approaching.

A dozen heavily armed men jumped down and carried two black iron boxes down.

The helicopter took off.

Open the two boxes, which are all filled with guns and ammunition.

Fan Qingsui took a submachine gun and a pistol, and also gave Lin Youhe a pistol.

After briefly teaching Liu Yang and others how to shoot, Li Jiaojiao looked at Lin Youhe.

Looking back at Li Jiaojiao, Lin Youhe raised a smile to indicate that he could do it.

Fan Qingxin pulled Lin Youhe to Qiu Yong's side and watched as several armed people opened the door of the Biological Research Institute several times. It was empty inside.

No zombies were seen yet.

After tightening his grip on Lin Youhe, Fan Qingxin exhaled: "Don't let go, dear, don't let go no matter what, you understand?"

Nodding, Lin Youhe obediently tightened Fan Qingyi's hand.

Looking at Lin Youhe holding Fan Qingyi's hand, Bai Mo didn't understand why Fan Qingyi would choose to bring someone like Lin Youhe who might become a burden into a place where life and death were uncertain.