The end of the world has laid hands on me

"Fuck, why is there no signal on the phone." Huangmao's voice came from the balcony.

"There's still a little water, let's just wipe your face." Geng Manhong was coming out of the toilet with half a bucket of water. Hearing this, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "Is there no signal?"

Fu Yan frowned, took out his phone to check, there was indeed no signal.

"Fuck." Huang Mao turned and came in, "No way, what are you doing, I'll fuck him—"

"Hush." ​​Geng Manhong suddenly lowered his voice, and pointed to Jiang Xinghuai who had closed his eyes in Fu Yan's arms, "Xing Xing is asleep."

Because he was afraid that Jiang Xinghuai would move around in his sleep and hurt his leg, Fu Yan didn't change his position at all, and just half hugged him.

The two cuddled together, leaning against the candlelight.The clothes and shoes on his body were stained with dust and blood, his posture was relaxed, but his hands were tightly held.

Geng Manhong looked around for a week, looked at the three people in a mess and sighed: "Wipe your face, then wipe your hands."

Fu Yan took the towel and gently wiped Jiang Xinghuai's face.

As soon as the cold towel touched Jiang Xinghuai's face, Jiang Xinghuai immediately turned his head away in discomfort.But Jiang Xinghuai's skin was fair, and the gray mark on the tip of his nose was particularly obvious.

"The face is dirty." Fu Yan squeezed his hand reassuringly, "Sleep on your own, soon."

Jiang Xinghuai hummed twice, and Ren Fu Yan fiddled with it.

After Fu Yan wiped his face and hands clean, his body temperature began to rise while leaning against Jiang Xing in his arms, his face gradually turned reddish, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his brows were tightly frowned, and he slept uncomfortably.

"I've started to have a fever." Fu Yan raised his head with an ugly expression.

"What's going on?" Geng Manhong stood up abruptly from the low Simmons, with an anxious look on his face.

"The wound was too big, which caused a sudden fever." Fu Yan frowned tightly, and said while flattening Jiang Xing's arms, and lifted his T-shirt, "I don't have antipyretics in my bag, so I can only use alcohol. and wet towels for physical cooling."

After Fu Yan diluted the alcohol, he rubbed the palms of his hands on his armpits, back of his neck, inner thighs and other places in turn.

"If the temperature drops like this, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?" Geng Manhong changed the wet towel on Jiang Xinghuai's forehead with a worried face.

"We must go to the hospital. The wound on his leg must be stitched up, and the fever caused by the wound infection must be treated with antibiotics." Fu Yan fell silent after finishing speaking.

A 17-year-old child jumped into the unknown darkness and fell like this without making a sound.

Jiang Xinghuai changed the wet towel on Jiang Xinghuai's head about ten times before the temperature on Jiang Xinghuai's body barely dropped. He hugged Fu Yan's arm tightly and finally fell asleep.

The other three barely wiped their faces and hands with the remaining half bucket of water, sat around the dim candlelight, looked at Jiang Xinghuai, and none of them could fall asleep.

"Have you run out of food?" Geng Manhong dug into his pocket, "I don't even have a candy here, we adults are fine if we starve for a day or two, Xing Xing is growing up."

"No more." Fu Yan's face was always grim.

"How can I do that!" Geng Manhong frowned tightly, "When a child is hungry, his brain will become stupid."

"There should be bread in my van." Huang Mao said with a frown, "I'll give this idiot kid some bread to feed his brain."

"Uncle..." Jiang Xing rubbed his head in his arms.

"Huh?" Fu Yan looked down at him.

"...What do you eat?" Jiang Xinghuai half-opened his eyes in a daze.

"I'll take you to eat bread tomorrow." Fu Yan smiled and patted him on the back.

"I want to eat orange flavor... and cantaloupe flavor..." Jiang Xinghuai fell asleep while talking.

"Okay." Fu Yan nodded.

Fu Yan put his arms around him, and by the candlelight that was about to go out, he straightened the scattered hair on his forehead.

The candle was extinguished, and there was a soft sigh of helplessness in the darkness.

Early in the morning.

Fu Yan stood up, opened the window, and looked into the distance.

This is the third day of the outbreak of the virus infection, and the city full of prosperity and vitality turns gray and gloomy in an instant.

Over time, the clouds parted, the sun rose, and the city was rekindled.

"Ah—" Jiang Xinghuai screamed.

Fu Yan turned around: "Don't move!"

Jiang Xinghuai immediately stopped getting up, and desperately hooked his neck to look at his immobile legs: "What did you tie me up for?"

"You can't bend, the wound will be more severe if the wound is torn again." Fu Yan helped him up, and put his hand on his forehead, "How does the wound feel?"

"It's a little bloated, it's not important." Jiang Xinghuai pointed to the wooden board, "I don't want this, it's so ugly, and can I change a pair of pants and you can tie them up for me, these pants are cut and torn, it doesn't look good."

"What beauty and ugliness are there in a child! Just be comfortable and clean!" Geng Manhong suddenly sat up from the bed, "Don't always think about what clothes to wear now. When you grow up, you will have a lot of time to dress up. How do you like them?" How to dress up! You see, the yellow hair is dyed the same color as shit. Did I say anything to him? I didn’t! Because he is an adult! You are a student! A student must look like a student—”

"Stop!" Jiang Xinghuai closed his eyes, opened them again, and looked at Fu Yan, "I'm so hungry."

"Go eat bread later." Fu Yan patted his boy and put away the medicine pills, "Take the anti-inflammatory medicine first."

"Do you still want to eat? I don't think my wound hurts." Jiang Xinghuai hesitated.

"If you're afraid of taking medicine, just tell me." Huang Mao walked past him with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Eat it if you have the ability." Jiang Xinghuai snorted coldly.

"I'm so capable, I think back then—"

"Shut up!" Geng Manhong roared.

Jiang Xinghuai: "..."

Yellow Hair: "..."

"Okay, let me say a few words." Geng Manhong coughed twice, showing the style of a teacher, "We are about to start, we are now a team, and the most important thing for a team is unity! Unity is victory! Unity That's half the battle! Let's all say a word of encouragement to each other!"

"Not weaned." Huang Mao snorted coldly.

"Young rascal." Jiang Xinghuai fought back without raising his head.

"Okay! Everyone is very united and confident!" Geng Man swung the spatula into the air, then turned his head, "Have you finished your medicine?"

"It's over." Jiang Xinghuai nodded obediently.

"Let's go!" Geng Manhong shouted.

This building is a rental house, because the area is going to be demolished and rebuilt, and most of the rooms have been emptied before the virus outbreak.

In addition, the owner of this house has a solid and locked door downstairs.

Several people walked downstairs without encountering a single infected person.

"If the building over there for your faculty and staff had this door." Huang Mao knocked on the heavy anti-theft door with one finger, "We wouldn't jump off the building in the middle of the night."

"Why is there no one outside?" Jiang Xinghuai looked through the cat's eyes.

"With the big commotion yesterday, all the infected people in this street were probably led to our building." Geng Manhong sighed.

"Then the broken wooden door of your house probably won't be able to block it?" After Huang Mao finished speaking, he cursed, "It really deserves it."

After Huang Mao finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

After a while, Fu Yan said in a deep voice: "Open the door and go out later, Huang Mao will lead the way, Mr. Geng, you will walk in the middle, and I will support Jiang Xinghuai to walk behind, each pay attention to observe and be careful."

Several people nodded in unison.

Although Fu Yan usually wears a suit more seriously, but after getting along with him, he will feel that he is a very mature and gentle person.

However, once Fu Yan lowered his face, his demeanor would undergo an earth-shaking change.Cold and strong, can not refuse.

"Uncle, are you nervous?" Jiang Xinghuai asked in a low voice as he pressed close to him.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Fu Yan patted him on the back, "Don't move around, and tell me if you feel any discomfort in your legs?"

"En." Jiang Xinghuai nodded, feeling that Fu Yan's mood was different from usual.

The anti-theft door was pushed open, and a foul-smelling wind blew over.

Jiang Xinghuai followed Fu Yan closely, looking at this familiar place uneasily.

The usually clean and lively streets are empty, blood-stained, and garbage is floating all over the streets.The doors of the small shops on both sides were all smashed, and the goods inside were looted.Looking at the past, the eyes are full of desolation.

Fu Yan tightly shook the knife in his hand, led Jiang Xinghuai, and took the first step.

The street was not long, and they walked about 100 meters to the corner of the street.And in front of this street is about 50 meters before the bakery.

"Don't go." Fu Yan stopped suddenly, stared at the front, his expression turned cold in an instant, "I'm in trouble..."

Everyone was excited and looked forward.

The cupboard facing the street in the bakery is full of glass, and it is densely packed with human heads.

There were even a few infected children squeezed against the glass, their bleeding eyes wide open, and they were abnormally penetrating.

"Why are there so many people in the small bakery?" Jiang Xinghuai was taken aback.

"There was a sales promotion that day..." Huang Mao frowned, "What should we do, we must go through it. Once this person comes out, one person can't finish playing 10."

"Where is your car?" Fu Yan asked calmly.

"It's the one in front of the store." Huang Mao pointed.

There are many cars parked on the street, mostly small cars.Therefore, the most shabby little bread car parked in the middle of the store door was painted pink, which was particularly eye-catching.

"No wonder I said why you blushed yesterday..." Jiang Xinghuai smiled, "You have quite unique taste for a long time."

"Fuck, is the request in the store okay?" Huang Mao rolled his eyes.

"It should be okay to go there on your stomach." Fu Yan frowned and suggested, "With the help of the cars parked on the street as a cover, the store will definitely be invisible, but if there are additional accidents, we have no time to react."

Everyone was silent for 1 minute.

Teacher Geng finally made a final decision: "There is no other way, and we can't delay any longer, just go over on your stomach, it's Xing Xing's legs——"

"I can do it, why can't I." Jiang Xinghuai frowned and interrupted him, "I can crawl sideways."

Fu Yan didn't speak, and helped Jiang Xinghuai to lie on the ground carefully.

"Everyone has it, crawl forward!" Geng Manhong whispered but forcefully encouraged him, "Every effort is rewarded. I hope everyone can gain some insights during the climbing process."

"I feel like a handsome caterpillar." Jiang Xinghuai squirmed with difficulty.

"I'm not." Huangmao retorted.

"Of course you're not handsome, you're a yellow-haired caterpillar."

"Fuck, what I mean is that I'm not a caterpillar." Huang Mao was furious.

"Old Geng is a fat caterpillar." Jiang Xinghuai did not answer him, "Fu Yan is a..."

"Wait..." Huang Mao stopped suddenly, "I suddenly remembered something, our store door is an electronic sensor door, but the power has been cut off now..."

The disgruntled crowd: "..."

"That is to say, they can't come out at all..." Huangmao added.

"Actually..." Jiang Xinghuai thought for a while, "We are already climbing to the top, so you don't need to say it."

"Then continue to climb?" Mr. Geng suggested, "I personally think that everything should be done from the beginning to the end."

"I agree, it's too embarrassing to stand up now." Jiang Xinghuai echoed, "It's so embarrassing."

Fu Yan frowned: "I think..."

"Actually, we can crawl back and come over again, won't it look a little more aggressive?" Huang Mao interrupted Fu Yan.

"Hey, you have some brains!" Jiang Xinghuai praised him.

Fu Yan coughed: "I think..."

"Can you stop joking, when is this?" Geng Manhong disapproved, "Crawling back and walking back? We are running for our lives, children! We should run back and back again!"

Fu Yan closed his mouth.

The author has something to say:

May I ask how it feels for a game teammate to be a rookie?

Fu Yan: Thank you for the invitation, 1 belt 3 is not tiring, the main reason is that I want to die.