Apocalyptic Survival

Seen from a distance, Guanlan Garden is like an independent paradise, with warm yellow lights shining from the windows of the villa in the center, the grass spreading around slowly, and the lush old trees like big umbrellas with leaves. Fall with the wind, be free.

And the person walking in the night, with a tall body, can seem to see the luster of his body even in the dim light. He seems not to be able to blend well with this scene, revealing a faint alienation Feelings, self-contained, it seems that no matter how good the scenery is, it cannot enter his eyes.

Looking at her son's increasingly gentle profile, Tan Yuxia couldn't help but sigh in her heart, but she was also very relieved: let him explore and develop the child's feelings by himself.

Seeing Wen Yan approaching, Duan Mo couldn't help raising a big smile. In fact, there is someone in this world. When you see him, clusters of flowers will bloom in your heart. Is it true? It was really 'excited'.

"Why did you come here?"

Wen Yan nodded to Tan Yuxia, and put the coat in his hand on Duan Mo's shoulder: "It's windy, you go back to the house after a while." He reached out and brushed the black hair on his forehead.

"Okay," Duan Mo gently squeezed Wen Yan's hand, then turned to look at Tan Yuxia, "Mom, go inside, Shiya and the others have baked cakes, and you can take some home for the children to eat."

Tan Yuxia smiled and shook her head: "No, I'll just go back, you guys have fun."

Duan Mo was stunned: "So fast?"

Tan Yuxia patted him on the shoulder, turned around and looked at Wen Yan seriously: "I hope you treat my son well."

Wen Yan grabbed Duan Mo's hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and said in a gentle but firm voice, "Don't worry, Auntie, in my heart, no one is more important than him."

Tan Yuxia's heart trembled. Looking at the hands tightly held by the two, tears welled up in the corner of her eyes, and she lowered her head embarrassedly and wiped it gently.

At the end of Duan, he only felt a pain in his heart, like a needle pierced in, but he couldn't pull it out. When he touched it, he felt a dull pain.

"Then what's your auntie?"

Duan Mo was feeling uncomfortable, and suddenly choked up in shock at Tan Yuxia's words, and was speechless for a long time.

Wen Yan was obviously also stunned, blinked his eyes innocently, and stared at Tan Yuxia in a daze: "That's called...Mom?"

Tan Yuxia's eyes bent into an arc with satisfaction, and she happily replied "Hey——"

Duan Mo's eyes were a little hot, he suppressed his tears, and smiled at the two people who were staring at each other.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back, you guys should go to bed early, don't play too late." Tan Yuxia was in a good mood.

"Got it, Wen Yan and I will take you back."

After delivering Tan Yuxia home safely, Duan Mo and Wen Yan left. They didn't choose to take the car, but walked back slowly along the side of the road.

There are a variety of shops on both sides of the street, everything you need, it's not too late, and the weather in autumn should be regarded as the most comfortable climate in the last days, and there are quite a lot of people on the street.

"Buy a soda." Duan Mo looked at the colorful fruit-flavored sodas in a restaurant, with small bubbles, and felt a little itchy. God knows that before the end of the world, he would drink sodas as plain water.

"The boss made those with fruit powder..." Wen Yan said helplessly, but still took out the original crystal gravel, bought a bottle of green apple flavor for Duan Mo, and a bottle of purple grape flavor for himself son of a bitch.

"Hmm...so sweet!" Familiar bubbles were jumping in his mouth, and Duan Mo inhaled a big mouthful, looking at Wen Yan with his mouth full, like a cute big rabbit.

Wen Yan stretched out his fingers and poked his face, Duan Mo couldn't hold back, the soda was choked into the trachea, his face was flushed red, and he coughed so badly.

"It's all... you're to blame!" The corners of Duan Mo's eyes were red, and the smell of saccharin filled his mouth, panting slightly, staring at Wen Yan, with a playful accusation in his eyes.

"Well, blame me."

Calmly admitting this 'crime', Wen Yan wrapped one hand around Duan Mo's waist, and brought him towards him, covering Duan Mo's sweet and greasy lips with his warm lips, biting down, it seemed that there was still fruity juice It oozes out, the sweetness of green apples in the mouth, and the soft tongue is like restless pulp, which makes people want to eat it all.

Duan Mo was a little dizzy from being kissed, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of rippling sweetness, holding a bottle of juice, he looked a little at a loss, looked around furtively, with a naive complaining tone: "This It's on the street!"

Wen Yan grabbed his hand very calmly, put his arms around his waist and patted it, and leaned into his ear and whispered: "I don't care, baby, I don't care about them, except you, I don't care about anyone's eyes, you Don't be afraid, don't worry about me."

The voice was like a cold silk thread entangled from the ear to the heart, tightened round and round, the pain was so painful that Duan Mo was about to shed tears, it turned out that he knew, he knew all the worries in his heart.

Hugging the person in front of him tightly, Duan Mo thought, nothing can separate them anymore.

The wind at night was getting colder, and Duan Mo held Wen Yan's palm, but felt that all the cold wind was isolated from the outside, and the warmth of the palm spread all the way to the bottom of my heart, like soaking in a hot spring, surrounded by endless warmth.

There was a child on the street holding a soft drink of the same style as him, riding on his father's shoulders, his little face was flushed with a smile, he was wearing a thin white sweater, like a round little snowball, his eyes were clear and carefree .

At the end of Duan, he was in a daze after watching it, his head was a little dazed, and Wen Yan pulled him forward mechanically.

Suddenly he felt as if he had bumped into something, and when he realized it, he saw the gentle and speechless eyes, and he stumbled and argued, "It's your fault...why did you stop while walking? My head hurt..."

Wen Yan didn't speak, but turned his back and squatted down, stretching his hands backward: "Come up."

Duan Mo was taken aback, and reached out to pull him: "What are you doing? Get up—"

Wen Yan slapped Duan Mo's hand away precisely as if he had rear-sighted eyes: "What are you talking about? Hurry up, if you miss this opportunity, there will be no next time."

At the end of the paragraph, he hesitated for a few seconds, unable to bear the temptation, he bent down and pressed Wen Yan's back with his beating heart.

Wen Yan hugged Duan Mo's legs tightly and carried him on his back.Passers-by stared curiously, but no one said anything.

Duan Mo lay on Wen Yan's back, and made a mischievous face at the child when he passed by. The child hugged his father's head, tilted his head and looked at the little brother curiously, his eyes were shining, and he was very cute.

Duan Mo buried his head behind Wen Yan's back, laughed dully a few times, his warm breath sprayed on Wen Yan's skin, and he felt a little cold after a while.

"What are you laughing at?"

Duan Mo put his arms around Wen Yan's neck tightly: "It's nothing, I just feel that you recognized a mother today, but I seem to have another father... If my mother knows that I think so, she will have to beat me to death .”

Wen Yan: "Call me Dad."

Duan Mo kissed the back of his neck: "...be good, baby."

Wen Yan: "Cut..."

He returned home noisily, the living room was still brightly lit, and he raised his forehead at the end of the paragraph: In addition to his abilities, his teammates were also top-notch in terms of gossip and curiosity.

"How is it? What did your mother say?"

"Why have you been gone for so long?"

"Did Auntie hit you, sweetie?"

"..."

"Shut up!" Duan Mo glared at them viciously, and then laughed: "My mother must be on my side! My baby is so beautiful, who doesn't like it?"

As he said that, he pressed Wen Yan's face to 'baji'.

After laughing wildly, Duan Mo looked at the disdainful eyes of the people in the room, and blinked innocently twice: "What's wrong?"

Gu Huaian: "It's nothing, I just feel that I don't need to eat supper later, I'm already full."

Mo Qingyao: "Duan Mo, why are you so shameless, teaching minors badly?"

At the end of the paragraph: "..." Damn!Now you know you're underage?

Wen Yan looked around calmly and indifferently: "Why, do you still want supper?"

Shu Shiya pointed to the baked cake on the table: "It's delicious, I'll make some spicy cold dishes later, it will definitely be delicious."

Wen Yan held Duan Mo's shoulders and walked towards the stairs: "Let's not eat, good night."

Lin Yi: "Hey - why, let's talk about the process of meeting your parents, why did you go to bed so early?"

Wen Yan turned his head to look at him, curling up the corners of his mouth viciously, like a little devil with fangs: "You know what a fart, a spring night is worth a thousand gold."

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

Lin Yi: "...you beast!"