Ango

"...It's almost cleaned up," Lao Wei patted the ashes on his body, and pushed the door to break the strange silence in the room, "By the way, the one I gave you before, the principle of vaccine production, is something I proposed several years ago. It is a hypothesis, but the experimental data are pitifully scarce, so the most important thing is the vaccine.”

Song Lin stood up, the smile on his face hadn't faded, and he nodded to express his understanding.

"Actually, there is another problem." Zheng Xuan glanced at him and frowned, "Can the people over there develop the antibody within the warranty period?"

After all, the shelf life is only one month... If you can't, there's no need to bring it over.

"How should I put it, the one-month shelf life does not refer to the vaccine, but to guarantee the optimum environment for one month. There must be a laboratory in New Province, so the environment can be maintained. The shelf life of the vaccine is relatively short in the optimum environment. Long, this time is at least enough for them to make another set."

"There are maps, compass, weapons, gasoline, water, and nutritional supplements in the car," said Old Wei after a pause. "One month's supply, but a reminder, don't live on nutritional supplements all year round."

"I know," Song Lin blinked, "The people in Dongcheng have said that you can reduce your lifespan."

"...Okay," Old Wei sighed, patted the shoulders of the two, and showed a big smile, "Then... it's up to you!"

"rest assured."

Zheng Xuan also nodded.

"Take care too," Song Lin added, "Maybe we will have a chance to come back to see you."

"Hahahaha, then I'll be waiting for you!"

They checked the car for the last time, and it was clean inside and out, as if it had been cleaned not long ago. Well, the four windows are complete and there will be no air leakage. There are many things prepared inside, and there is a The spare tire is much better than the one they snatched from the dead before.

"Thank you."

Old Wei waved his hand, without greeting them, he took out the map he had prepared, and began to point out the optimal route for the two of them.

"...Then head south from here. In my impression, this road is less damaged and relatively close. If there is no accident, you will be able to reach the new province in less than 20 days. But, alas, the new province The province's defenses will be very strict, so don't force your way into it unless it is absolutely necessary."

The two nodded together.

The experience in Dongcheng reminded them of the threat of the crowd, and regained their caution. In today's world, inhabited areas are far more hostile to strangers than kind.No one will welcome them.

Song Lin put away the carefully drawn map and got into this completely unfamiliar car. Except for Zheng Xuan, there was nothing familiar around him. Song Lin was a little confused for a while.

Not a single old thing remained.

But the final destination remains the same.

An extremely strong sense of rejection made Song Lin want to run away. He suppressed this anxiety, moved his butt, and said goodbye to Wei Wei calmly. He concealed it very well, and no one noticed the emptiness in his heart .

In this way, the two dragged all the strangers and continued their journey under the warm sunshine and under the watchful eye of an old man.

It only took them one afternoon to reach the edge of the city. They wondered if there was anyone chasing them in the east city. In short, the two of them did not encounter any human beings.Lao Wei's route was very accurate, and their journey could hardly be described as a smooth journey, but Song Lin was in a trance all the way, until night, when he stopped the car and turned on the warm orange headlights on the roof, he didn't say a word .

"It's not that cold anymore."

Zheng Xuan sat in the passenger seat sniffing, tilted his head, and looked at the darkness outside.

"Ah."

"Where are you going after you take the vaccine to the new province?"

"……do not know."

Zheng Xuan turned to look at his face, the orange halo softened his facial features.

"Where do you want to go?"

Tsk, I want to go.

"Wherever I want to go, will you go?"

Song Lin smiled lightly, as if he had heard an interesting story.

"Well," Zheng Xuan nodded seriously, "I'll follow you."

An interesting story that should have a happy ending when it is told.

"Oh," Song Lin raised his hand to cover his eyes, and muttered, "That's really..."

A phantom agreement.

Song Lin didn't speak for a long time, just when Zheng Xuan thought he had fallen asleep, he heard his muffled voice again,

"This car always reminds me of things I've lost, pocket watches, daggers, lots of..."

Song Lin reached out to turn off the light, and everything was instantly submerged in darkness.

"It's always hard to get used to losing something."

As if explaining something.

Then I heard some small sounds from Zheng Xuan's side, in the darkness where I couldn't see anything clearly, before I recovered, there was a cold touch in my hand.

This is……

Song Lin's hand tightened, he had an impression of it, he had held it in his hand.

It was Zheng Xuan's dagger.

"See you off, good night."

After that, he stopped talking, as if he really fell asleep.

Song Lin was left alone holding the dagger until he covered it to the same temperature as his body.

"……Good night."

The second day was sunless, but still clear enough for a trip - if only the scenery were better.

I don't know how long it will take for the natural ecology after the war to fully recover.

"what time is it?"

Even at this time, the two will have an hour's break every day at twelve noon.

Zheng Xuan glanced at his watch.

"Twelve past ten."

The speed of the car slowed down slowly, and finally stopped in an open space.

The two got out of the car for some fresh air.

"You can replenish your energy."

Song Lin stretched his waist and took out a nutritional supplement.

"Come on, come on, cheers!"

Zheng Xuan raised his eyebrows, and the two nutrient supplements touched each other lightly, making a crisp sound.

Both of them agreed tacitly without mentioning the night they stayed at Old Wei's house.

Nothing seems to have changed.

But both of them knew in their hearts that their relationship was fermenting in an unknown way.

Love, mutual comfort, dependence...

It doesn't seem to be, but no one understands, after all, it doesn't matter.

In this era when human beings are almost extinct, it is too extravagant to talk about feelings.

"Should be shortened."

This was said by Song Lin, as if he was joking.Zheng Xuan just shrugged.For people like them, life is about living one more day, and the pursuit of longevity is not high at all.

"Except for Yu Fangxu himself, everyone else in Dongcheng also lives on nutritional supplements."

After Song Lin finished drinking the nutritional supplement, he coughed a few times and wiped his eyes.Zheng Xuan also frowned at the stimulating smell.

"Oh, only gods can live long? God himself still thinks that everyone is equal..."

Zheng Xuan reached out and rubbed his hair, and only said,

"The sanctity of sacrifice."

Living for something you believe in sounds nobler than living for yourself.

Song Lin smiled mockingly.

Old Wei marked the cities along the road on the map for them, and there was indeed very little damage, and every time they reached the next location, they could still see the road signs of that city.

"If we want to go by ourselves, we don't know that we will go to the Year of the Monkey..."

Before going to bed at night, Song Lin studied the map by the dim light.Zheng Xuan tilted his head to glance at him, his hair was hanging on his forehead, his shadow was so faint, it was itchy to see.

"Your hair has grown."

Zheng Xuan reached out and grabbed a short ponytail from the back of Song Lin's head, interrupting his research.Just as Song Lin was about to say something, Zheng Xuan's hand used a little ingenuity to pull his hair back, and he fell into his arms.

"Let me cut it for you."

Zheng Xuan's warm breath wrapped around his ears, Song Lin moved his head impatiently, their hearts overlapped.

Heart beating like a drum.

"Ok?"

The ending sound raised, looking a little evil.

Song Lin blinked and came back to his senses, cut his ass hair this night!Then I felt that Zheng Xuan let go of his hair, put his arms around his waist instead, and buried his head in the hollow of his shoulder.

With a very attached gesture, Song Lin was stunned for a while, then lowered his head slightly, placed a kiss on his hair, and raised his hand to extinguish the orange light above his head.

Song Lin drives very fast, especially when the road conditions are good now, the whole street seems to belong to him alone, the scenery outside the window is blurred into thin lines one after another due to the speed, giving people an illusion of flying .

And now that the windows are complete, there is no need to worry about air leakage.So Song Lin was always flying on the road.

As a result, something happened today.

Just as he was about to cross a crossroad, a figure suddenly appeared around the corner.

"Fuck!"

Hearing a piercing scream, Song Lin slammed the steering wheel, and the car rushed in another direction, almost hitting a street light on the side of the road.

Both Song Lin and Zheng Xuan were almost thrown out. For the first time, they were glad that they fastened their seat belts.

"You fucking...can you see the way when you walk?"

When Song Lin rushed in front of that person, his heartbeat hadn't returned to normal.

Tsk, at this time, this man is still holding on to something, without even raising his head.

"Are you OK?"

Song Lin frowned and squatted down. As a driver, he felt that he missed the collision.

"Meow~"

Then a strange cry was heard.

The man finally raised his head, with a look of shock, a very young face.

It was a young man, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a disheveled face, wearing a thin shirt, so dirty that the original color could not be seen clearly, his hands and face were red from the cold, and he was holding a kitten in his arms.

Song Lin was stunned.

Zheng Xuan also came over and stood beside Song Lin at this time, holding a gun, looking at the boy vigilantly.

"Where are you going?"

He looked at them, his eyes were bright, his voice was hoarse and weak, with a taste of caution.

This care is a kind of timidity to communicate with people, not because of the gun in Zheng Xuan's hand.

"It's good that you're fine."

Seeing that he was still in good spirits, Song Lin didn't care any more, ignored his question at all, clapped his hands and prepared to go back.

"Where are you going?"

This time the boy's voice was a little louder, and he stood up staggeringly, already pleading.

Song Lin narrowed his eyes and slightly raised his lips.

"where do you want to go?"

The young man stared blankly at his smile, and after a while he opened his mouth and said,

"Xin province, I want to go to Xin province."

Song Lin's smile deepened, and he even lowered his voice,

"why?"

"When you get there, you don't have to wander alone..."