Ango

Zheng Xuan is a master with a gun.

Even if he picked up Yu Fangxu with one hand, paid attention to Song Lin behind him, and shuttled back and forth among the ruins, he still didn't give the sniper a chance to shoot.

Seeing that they were getting closer to the gate, Yang Xia couldn't help but shoot.The bullet hit Song Lin's feet, Zheng Xuan's heart tightened.

"Give me Yu Fangxu, you go first."

When approaching the door, Song Lin called out to Zheng Xuan.There was no ambush outside, but they couldn't get rid of the group of people behind them.

"quick!"

Looking back at the approaching crowd, Zheng Xuan gritted his teeth and pushed Yu Fangxu towards him.

"You don't want Yu Fangxu's life anymore?"

Song Lin turned around immediately, pointed the gun at Yu Fangxu's head, and raised his eyebrows at the group behind him.

Yang Xia didn't care about Zheng Xuan who had already run away, and now all the important things were in Song Lin's hands.She pointed the gun at Song Lin.

"Leave the antibody and the city owner, and I can save your life."

"I'm not stupid." Song Lin narrowed his eyes and laughed, as if he heard a joke, "Everyone will say this..."

Yang Xia gritted his teeth, but he couldn't. He just wanted to kill him with one shot. When the two sides were in a stalemate, Yu Fangxu suddenly struggled.

"City Lord!"

"I'll give you a motorcycle..." Yu Fangxu woke up and said quietly. He also heard their conversation in a daze just now, "Leave the things, and I will let you live."

Yang Xia gave the people around him a wink.

"According to the words of the city lord."

Soon people leave and come back.

What they pulled was a track motorcycle, and when the bike was pushed in front of Song Lin, Yu Fangxu could feel the man's muscles tense.

"You don't have to be nervous," he said in a gentle voice, "what I said, I will definitely do."

Song Lin looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his eyes, put down the gun, and let out a low laugh,

"I believe the words of the city lord, but please stay here for 5 minutes."

"Okay," Yu Fangxu turned to face everyone, "Put away your guns too."

Song Lin glanced at the group of reluctant people, put the bag at Yu Fangxu's feet, turned over and straddled the motorcycle, and turned the key.

The motorcycle let out a roar, and flew out, leaving the sky full of dust.

Yang Xia wanted to chase her, but Yu Fangxu raised his hand to stop her, and bent down to pick up the heavy bag.As long as this thing stays, other things can be ignored.

The moment he unzipped the bag, Yu Fangxu's expression suddenly froze.

"...Song Lin."

The sound of the locomotive was not low. When passing a corner, Zheng Xuan flashed out and hung the military backpack in front of the car——

They swapped backpacks without anyone noticing.

"Let's go!"

Zheng Xuan tightly hugged the thin waist of the person in front of him, with a chill embrace, there was almost no gap between them.There was sand in his voice, God knows how much perseverance he used to control his two legs running back.

"pay close attention!"

Song Lin noticed his worry and just smiled.

Changing from four wheels to two wheels, it was still a convertible car, and the two of them were not used to it for a while. They dared not even say a word when driving this kind of car in a windy city. One is afraid of biting the tongue in the bumps.

"Hold!"

When Song Lin jumped off the motorcycle, his legs went limp and he almost knelt on the ground.He glanced at the fuel tank, and it was out of gas, and the group of people gave a car that was almost out of gas.

"However, ahem... it should be about the same here... bah, it's out of that city."

It is impossible to find oil for a while.

Moreover, the sky had already darkened, and the temperature was very low. The two of them were ashamed, and the wind was blowing all the way, and now they were shivering with cold.

"They shouldn't be able to catch up with us today, right?"

Song Lin sat on a stone beside him, looking up at Zheng Xuan as if he was in a state of collapse.Her hair was as messy as withered grass, and a pair of bright black eyes could be vaguely seen.

Zheng Xuan stretched out his hand to push back the hair on his forehead, looked into his eyes quietly,

"No pursuers."

The two rested for a while. They had nothing but motorcycles and antibodies. This time, survival was really a problem.

"Go find the respondent."

Song Lin put his bag on his back and sighed into his hands.

"Hurry up, before it's completely dark."

Zheng Xuan walked over to hold his hand, Song Lin turned his head to look at his resolute side face, and walked forward.

The two figures gradually dimmed until they were completely covered by the night.

The degree of destruction in this city is not high, and most of the buildings are well preserved, but it is really difficult to find their destination among so many buildings at night.

"..."

Song Lin and Zheng Xuan leaned together and hid in a tall building, looking at each other silently.

"It's really dark..."

Song Lin raised his hand, but he didn't see his fingertips, and the other hand was still holding Zheng Xuan.

"We are the same color as the air," Song Lin said with a smile, and no one could see his smile clearly. "Maybe we are the air."

Zheng Xuan didn't speak, but held his hand tightly.

The absolute darkness made them all begin to doubt their own existence.

"Go to the top floor."

After an unknown amount of time, Zheng Xuan spoke.

"it is good!"

Song Lin immediately stood up and took Zheng Xuan's hand, he couldn't take it anymore.

But there are no stairs.

Finally, they walked out of the building. The cold wind outside made them all shiver, but to their surprise, the full moon cleared away the clouds and mist at some point, illuminating every corner of the street clearly.

"We should have come out sooner!"

Song Lin looked up at the moon and said softly, the moonlight made everything hazy.

"It's time for the sun to rise tomorrow."

Song Lin finally saw his fingers clearly.

They turned at the intersection and continued south.

It turned into scorched earth, and the two worlds in front and behind, with them as the boundary, both of them stopped in tacit understanding.

"Why do those people live together?"

Song Lin nimbly jumped onto a boulder, and this kind of scene is often seen. When bombing cities during wartime, they often choose the city center.

His mother once said that the city center is the most prosperous place, and Song Lin really wanted to see the so-called prosperity.

"Because... people are social animals?"

"Recently, I always think about my parents." Song Lin squatted down, staring blankly at the night in front of him, "My mother committed suicide, and now my uncle also committed suicide. I can't help but wonder if I will be next... ..."

Death is so within reach that it ceases to be awe-inspiring, and everyone can't help but think about it.

"No," Zheng Xuan touched his face with his hands, and his tone was as casual as if saying that it would not rain tomorrow, "With me here, it won't."

The disappointment brought by the crowd disappeared without a trace after the two spent the night in a corner in a daze.

"The neck is about to break..."

Song Lin wrinkled his face, the blue shadows in his eyes became more serious, and Zheng Xuan looked very tired.

The sun was shining outside the window. Song Lin put his bag on his back and stretched his body on the spot, his bones crackling.

"Let's go."

Zheng Xuan was leaning against the wall with his gun on his back. He woke up earlier than Song Lin and had already made a round of inspection.

On the first day without food, the two walked extremely silently, passing through the most damaged area in the city center, and turned into high-rise buildings again.

This time they were not so lucky. There was no ready-made car on the roadside for them to drive away, and there was nothing to fill their stomachs in the supermarket. After a day, they felt a little tired in their hearts.

"Will the respondent leave?"

In the evening, Song Lin leaned against a high ground, and the setting sun dyed the whole city red.

In fact, they are very resistant to hunger, but they are a little irritable for some reason.Maybe it was because of seeing Dongcheng.

"Find another day tomorrow."

Zheng Xuan sat beside him, closed his eyes and rested.

After sunset, the sky darkened quickly.Song Lin rubbed his stomach and looked around.

"Zheng Xuan," Song Lin pushed Zheng Xuan who was taking a nap, "Zheng Xuan! Look,"

"bright……"

A small house can be vaguely seen from the light source in the distance.

Old Wei hummed an unknown tune, slowly picked up the hot water bottle at hand, and the charcoal fire below was dancing with red sparks.

If someone saw him, they would probably think he was a lunatic, with disheveled hair, a gray beard around his chin, short and fat.An age that I don't even remember.

"Ahahaha, the water is ready!"

He walked into the small villa behind him, as if speaking to another person.

After a while he came out again and started dancing.

This is what Song Lin and Zheng Xuan saw when they arrived here.

"Wow!" Old Wei's sharp eyes, even though it was already very dim, he still saw the two people at a glance, and he scared them all, "Two people!"

It sounds as if they shouldn't be human.

The air froze for a few seconds.

"Uh... hello?"

Song Lin didn't know what to say, so he had to say hello first.

"Fine, fine, I'm fine." The old lunatic raised his head and smiled at them, a happy, empty smile, and he made another strange movement, and he could barely see that he was pointing to the house behind him.

"Do you... know Li Rongxuan?"

Song Lin didn't bother to guess what he meant, and went straight to the point.

"Old Li..." He put on a sad expression, "I haven't seen him, it's been a long time."

Song Lin and Zheng Xuan looked at each other.

"Are you the receptionist?"

After a long time, the man turned his attention to them.

"The receptionist? Yes, I am, the receptionist—" Tears suddenly flashed in his eyes, he turned and walked into the door, muttering, "Old Li, Lao Li..."

The door was left open, and they struggled for a while before walking in.

I thought there was someone inside, but there was no one. Through the dim light from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, I could vaguely see the scene of the house. It was very messy. The living room was covered with crumpled papers. objects, as well as a hot water bottle, were squeezed into a corner, a very dangerous position.

"sit."

The short and fat old man stood aside with his head bowed, pointing to the sofa, like a child who has done something wrong.

Then he conjured up two water cups, filled them with hot water, and placed them accurately in front of them.

"Lao Li is, it's gone, right?"