Apocalyptic Survival

Staggering out of the door, I realized that it was already dusk, and the sun turned into a dazzling orange, pouring down everywhere, and looking out the window, it was like a warm fairy tale in autumn.

Of course, under the premise of not being exposed.The sun can kill people.

As soon as he went downstairs, he received Lin Yi's playful eye signal.I didn't bother to pay attention to him, and fell headlong on the sofa. I felt that even my bones were soft after sleeping for too long, but this time he slept very contentedly.

"Have I slept for so long? You didn't call me for lunch?"

Shu Shiya: "Wen Yan said that you looked too tired and asked you to sleep more, so we didn't ask us to call you."

"Oh." Feeling a little sweet in her heart, she looked around but didn't see Wen Yan's figure.

"Where did Wen Yan go? And Qing Tong?"

Rong Xing'er explained while arranging the bowls and chopsticks: "The people in the management asked them to discuss things. They have been away for a while, and they will probably come back after dinner. Let's not wait."

At the end of the paragraph, he was a little bit disappointed, for some reason, he desperately wanted to see the living Wen Yan standing in front of him, whether he was playing tricks, playing pranks, or being cold and silent, as long as it was him, anything would be fine.His heart was empty, and only Wen Yan could fill it up, not anyone or anything else.

He was lost in thought, but suddenly found that Gu Huai'an was squatting beside him staring at him, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Duan Mo shrank back into the sofa and looked at him warily:

"what happened to you?"

Gu Huai'an looked confused: "I'm wondering what the meaning of that strange atmosphere is every time?"

Rolling his eyes, Duan Mo squinted at Lin Yi who was smiling happily beside him, and said helplessly: "It's nothing, you should play with Yaoyao more often, don't get too close to this old Lin Yi."

After hearing this, Lin Yi's head was full of black lines: "Hey, what old thing? Huaian is only one year younger than me! We are the same age!"

Gu Huaian was also speechless, what the hell is asking him to play with children more?Are you despising his IQ?

Mo Qingyao floated past behind the sofa calmly, and said pretending to be old-fashioned: "Don't worry, this is a problem with EQ, it's natural, and now I can see it, Gu Huaian is still kept in the dark, EQ is worrying."

Rong Xing'er also chimed in and interjected: "At the end of the paragraph, don't be too showy, you're spoiling the underage."

Duan Mo's face was flushed, and he felt completely unable to meet people: "I don't have anything! I didn't do anything, why are you so sensitive? Did you think of that for no reason?"

Ye Shang: "It's not that we are too sensitive, it's that you are too conspicuous."

At the end of the paragraph: "..."

Gu Huaian: "???"

Seeing Gu Huai'an's big confused eyes, Shu Shiya chuckled: "Come on, the most innocent Huai'an baby here, we will check carefully when you find a girlfriend in the future."

Gu Huaian rolled his eyes, with a baby face expressionless, and sat down at the dinner table with a cold snort.

Qingtong came back just in time for dinner, and when he asked about Wen Yan, Duan Mo noticed that his expression was a little unnatural. Although he passed away quickly, his heart sank and he was a little uneasy. Is it dangerous to eat at home?It shouldn't be.

At the end of the meal, he was in a trance, and he was in a trance. At this time, he finally understood how to write the word "careful".

After dinner, he sat in the living room for a long time, but Wen Yan never came back. Several times he wanted to ask Qing Tong something, but Qing Tong prevaricated them all.The more this happened, the more uneasy he felt.

Time passed bit by bit, until everyone had gone back to their room to rest, Duan Mo was still stubbornly waiting in the living room.He didn't understand what was going on with him today, it seemed that his heart could not be realized until Wen Yan came back safely.

He felt uncomfortable lying on the sofa, so he simply walked out the door with a pillow in his arms, and sat down on the steps of the door.

Out of the house, the hot air kept rushing in, everywhere was very quiet, without the unique chirping of cicadas in summer, the plants in the garden were nourished by Gu Huai'an's vitality, and they grew vigorously without fear of the heat.The moon seems to be bigger than ever, like a huge white disc, constantly approaching, giving people the illusion that they can touch it from a high place.

At the end of the paragraph, he rested his chin in boredom, and the red ability was floating in front of his eyes. He was feeling the elements in the air, trying to separate them, split the heat, and form a wonderful 'low temperature field'. This is his best and most A powerful weapon, he now felt that he seemed to be at his fingertips.But looking at the mysterious red mist in the dark, he pursed his lips——Wen Yan's ability is more attractive.

He made up his mind to stay here for one night, but he didn't feel impatient. The waiting process was long and lonely, but it was also wonderful and satisfying. His heart was sour and sweet, anticipating and apprehensive. Back to the summer when I was 17 years old, the wind blows across the grass, and the dragonfly jumps over the tip of my nose. That young boy who is just in love is waiting for his sweetheart.

After sleeping for too long in the afternoon, he was very conscious, and he clearly saw a figure appearing in the distance.He didn't walk fast, but he didn't stop once, as if there was nothing he could see and remember in his heart.

The figure is getting closer and closer, and Duan Mo can see his appearance clearly. He is wearing a simple white T-shirt and light blue jeans, and he is also wearing a pair of leisurely slippers. His temples seem to be wet with sweat and have a trace of moisture. In the dark night, his facial features are cold and alienated, without any expression, his jet-black pupils seem to be stained with the darkness of the night, and he can't see a trace of brilliance.

Wen Yan walked on his own, and didn't notice the people here at first, but when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the figure in front of the door, Duan Mo clearly saw that he stopped, and stopped in a daze. Looking at him in the same place, after a long tens of seconds, the light in his eyes lit up bit by bit, like Grandet saw his treasure, like a traveler lost in the desert suddenly found an oasis.

The heart at the end of the paragraph was slowly tightened by the light that lit up little by little, and it was sore that it was about to suffocate. The soul that had been floating all this time seemed to have suddenly found a place to live and live, and had a container that fit perfectly. It was packed in, so it could never come out again.

The corners of Wen Yan's mouth raised slightly, but he didn't say anything. When he saw the person at the door, that person's eyes were full of him, and his gloomy heart suddenly calmed down. Instead, an indescribable warmth and sweetness permeated him. Slowly dispelling the haze that always lingers.But these unspoken words were conveyed from his eyes into Duan Mo's heart in another way, and the other party received them all.

It must be because the weather was too hot and he was fooled by the heat, otherwise why would he think he saw the sun?

"You're back!" Duan Mo narrowed his eyes and smiled brightly like a sunflower.

Wen Yan tilted his head and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten."

At the end of Duan, his eyes widened slightly, and he calmed down again. He didn't want to ask him why he didn't eat when he arrived at his parents' house, why he insisted on coming back here without staying overnight at such a late hour, and didn't want to ask why he looked like He looked very tired after walking for a long time, and he didn't even want to ask him what the content of their conversation was.Duan Mo didn't want to see him in trouble.

He'll say it himself, if he wants to.

Duan Mo thinks this way, one day, they will be able to open their hearts, become the object of the other party's confidance, and become the person the other party needs most.

"Let's go, I'll cook noodles for you." Duan Mo stood up and walked into the door without looking back.Wen Yan behind him lowered his head and smiled, raised his hand and gently rubbed the dry corners of his eyes.

But sometimes the words are too firm and confident, and it is difficult to fulfill them-noodles are really hard to make.

It's okay if you only cook the noodles, boil water and put the noodles down, anyone can do it, besides, the others have been standing here watching the cooking, so it won't be too bad.You can't eat white soup noodles!There must be seasonings in it. After a while, it seems that there is too much chili, so add a little more vinegar; it seems that there is too much vinegar, so add a little more oyster sauce; Just a little; do you want to put soy sauce?It should be put in, but it is already very salty. Wouldn’t it be more salty if you put it in? Maybe the taste will be neutralized after the noodles are put in...

Duan Mo finished the bowl of noodles stumblingly in constant psychological struggle, and brought it to Wen Yan nervously.

After staring at the bowl of black, white and red noodles in silence for a while, Wen Yan picked up the chopsticks and took a bite in his mouth.

"How is it? The last time I saw Shiya did this, is it delicious?" Duan Mo carefully stared at his face, not letting go of every expression, and lowered his head in frustration, "No Delicious, right..."

Wen Yan looked at him and smiled slyly: "It's delicious..." Seeing the clean and pure eyes lit up like a puppy at the end of the paragraph, he couldn't help teasing him: "It's possible that there is a little more pepper , put a little more oyster sauce, a little more vinegar, and a little more soy sauce, so it's a little salty, a little spicy, and the noodles are a little hard..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Mo flushed and hurriedly wanted to take the noodles away: "Don't eat it, or you will die if you eat it again."

Wen Yan laughed and stopped his hand, his eyes were shining without any impurities: "I'm lying to you, it's delicious!"

Duan Mo was dubious: "Really?"

Wen Yan: "It's true that it's delicious, and it's true that you're hungry. Let me finish it."

So he ate up the whole bowl of noodles that he had been waiting for all night, like a bowl of warm heart, together with the ups and downs of waiting, he ate everything into his heart and put it in his heart. heart.

So at the end of the last paragraph, I don't know whether the bowl of noodles is really delicious, but seeing how he eats it with so much taste, it must be delicious!He was immediately full of confidence in his cooking skills.

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Forty chapters to go, I want them to be together soon!