The end of the world has laid hands on me

"Maomao opens the door." Geng Manhong got up from the ground.

"Open, and, who is Mao Mao?" Huang Mao pressed the key safety lock, his face was speechless, "My name is Lu Ying, Lu for the land, Ying for the hero, I said it for the second time."

"Okay, Mao Mao." Geng Manhong patted the ashes on his legs, looked around, "Good boy, drive quickly, I always feel a little too quiet."

"How are your legs?" Fu Yan supported Jiang Xinghuai to stand up.

"It's okay." Jiang Xinghuai raised his eyebrows in disdain, "It's a small thing."

Fu Yan frowned and looked at the dots of blood oozing from the gauze, then bent down and picked him up.

"Hey!" Jiang Xinghuai was startled.

"Don't move." Fu Yan ordered him, "You can't move your legs anymore."

Huang Mao opened the rear compartment door: "I'm a trucker, and there's a seat in front, but he can't sit on this leg, so you two sit in the back."

The rear compartment was fairly clean, so Fu Yan took off the backpacks of the two and stacked them together, then hugged Jiang Xing and let him lie on it.

"I've closed the door. There's a small window in front. You can just push it to the side and you can see us." After Huangmao ordered, he closed the back door of the van tightly.

The inside of the carriage became pitch black, Jiang Xinghuai frowned and blinked, and unconsciously grabbed Fu Yan's arm beside him.

"It's okay." Fu Yan patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, pulled the small window Huang Mao said in the dark, pulled it to the right, and white light came in.

Jiang Xinghuai turned his head and looked over. It was a small rectangular window, from which the driver's cab and co-pilot could just be seen.

"Does Xingxing's leg hurt?" Geng Manhong pressed his face against the small window.

"Block the fat man." Jiang Xinghuai said.

"Call teacher! It's not big or small." Although Geng Manhong said so, he immediately moved his face away.

"Where are we going?" Huang Mao looked back at them.

"Go straight and turn right at the intersection ahead." Fu Yan said.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Xinghuai asked.

"Are you hungry?" Fu Yan answered irrelevantly, reaching for the bread in the basket not far away.

"There's bread in that blue plastic basket." Huang Mao said while driving, "I'm starving to death, I want that big pizza, fat man, what do you eat?"

"I can do whatever I want, Mao Mao." Geng Manhong said.

Fu Yan handed out a piece of bread to each of them, then picked up a plastic basket and placed it in front of Jiang Xinghuai for him to choose.

Jiang Xinghuai picked out an orange flavored one.After taking two bites, he frowned and let it go.

He was obviously very hungry, but he couldn't eat much.

Fu Yan handed him a bottle of milk, "Does the wound hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Jiang Xinghuai said immediately.

"Let's go!" Huang Mao shouted with the pizza in his mouth.

The van started, and the sound of the engine sounded, attracting a few scattered infected people to run after them.

But the speed of the infected person was far from catching up with the car, and he was quickly thrown away.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Xinghuai asked him doubtfully, biting the straw.

"Hospital." Fu Yan frowned and looked at his red lips, "Don't bite the straw, drink well."

"Hospital?" Jiang Xinghuai was stunned, "Didn't my fever go away? Why are you still going?"

"If the wound is not sutured, the fever will recur." Fu Yan said.

"There will be a lot of people in the hospital, right?" Jiang Xinghuai judged, "Actually, there is nothing wrong with my leg. I don't feel any pain. The flesh will grow together as it grows."

"Don't worry, I won't go to the hospital." Fu Yan explained, "It's just near the hospital, there is a pharmacy there."

"... Oh." Jiang Xinghuai nodded, "But—"

Before Jiang Xinghuai could finish his sentence, the van screeched to a sudden stop.He plunged directly into Fu Yan's arms.

Fu Yanshun hugged him and didn't let go. He raised his head and asked, "What's going on outside?"

"A large group of people ran over from the front, as if they came from the shopping mall in front." Huang Mao frowned, looking at the crowd who had fled in a hurry.

"Don't stop the car." Fu Yan said, "Turn directly, don't take the road ahead."

"Beibei?" Geng Manhong suddenly lay down on the window.

"Who?" Huang Mao turned the car.

"My son!" Geng Manhong immediately wanted to get out of the car.

Everyone could see that a middle-aged woman in a black professional suit was following behind the crowd with a ten-year-old boy in a basketball uniform.

"Mr. Geng, don't get out of the car, don't stop the car, keep turning and go straight, slow down." Fu Yan said calmly, "Let them get in the rear compartment."

"Beibei!" Geng Manhong stuck his head out of the window and shouted desperately.

"Father!" The little boy stopped and looked over.

"Beibei, take your mother and get up from the back of our car!" Geng Manhong shouted.

Fu Yan pushed open the rear car door, and the woman ran fast in high heels, hugged her son and handed it over.

Fu Yan took the little boy with one hand, put him into the carriage, and quickly pulled the woman up.

"Father!" Geng Bei rushed to the small window and cried as soon as he came up.

"Beibei!" Geng Manhong also squeezed into the small window, reaching out to touch his son's dirty cheek.

Looking at the two of them, Jiang Xinghuai suddenly felt a sore nose, and then quickly turned his head away.

Fu Yan closed the car door, bent over and sat down.

"This is my son, named Geng Bei, and his mother, Yu Xue." Geng Manhong wiped his tears and introduced.

"Hello." Fu Yan nodded.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Xinghuai hummed in a low voice, hiding his red eyes with his head buried.

Why is his father not this kind of father?

"Why didn't you tell me when you came here?" Geng Manhong asked Yu Xue disapprovingly, "I thought you were still staying in Nantong."

"It's not that the child wants to see you! The day before yesterday when we got off the plane and arrived at that shabby hotel, Beibei and I were almost killed! How can I tell you if I lost my phone!" Yu Xue frowned impatiently, "Is there anything to eat? My child and I haven’t eaten all day.”

"Mom, I want to drink milk." Geng Bei said as he reached out to grab the milk box beside Jiang Xinghuai.

Fu Yan stopped him: "This is brother's, I'll get you another—"

Before Fu Yan could finish speaking, Geng Bei opened his mouth and burst into tears.

"I have it here." Geng Manhong's head became big, and he squeezed the undrinked bottle of milk in his hand, and stuffed it through the small window, "Geng Bei, I remember that I taught you not to take other people's things casually!"

"The child is still young, what's wrong with letting him eat!" Yu Xue stared at him disapprovingly.

"No, it's someone else's." Geng Manhong was annoyed, "Then my student is also a child, so what's wrong with him drinking?"

"Who is more important than my son!" Yu Xue yelled, "Don't tell me these big truths! You were just like this before the divorce! You haven't changed a bit in all these years!"

Jiang Xinghuai looked at the man and woman who suddenly started arguing, and became irritable and nervous: "Can I give him mine, stop arguing."

"Xing Xing, don't talk, Yu Xue! Don't be so selfish!" Geng Manhong frowned, "Everyone has a share!"

"Geng Manhong!" Yu Xue slapped the wall of the carriage.

bang!

Jiang Xinghuai trembled in fright, his eyes fixed on Yu Xue, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and his breathing began to increase.

His whole body suddenly showed a state of tension and fear.

Fu Yan noticed Jiang Xinghuai's abnormal behavior, put his arms around his shoulders, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xinghuai turned his head to look at Fu Yan, shook his head, and said nothing.

Then he bowed his head, stifled his breath, and tried not to listen to them arguing.

Before his parents divorced, they quarreled almost every day, and they had to quarrel in front of him, because they all hoped that he could make statements that he could make against the other party in the divorce lawsuit.So the man and woman desperately dig each other's ugly facts every day and tell him.

Your father raised female students, and his character is corrupt.

Your mother cheated in marriage and disregarded the family.

He felt that he was soaked in icy water, and he desperately stretched out his hands to grab something and run out.

His parents were standing on the shore, buckets of ice water pouring down buckets of ice water.

Jiang Xinghuai inevitably began to recall, his palms were turning blue and white due to the clenched fingers.

Fu Yan frowned, probably guessing the reason, and his face gradually sank.

"Be quiet." Fu Yan stared at the woman and said.

His voice is not loud, it can be said to be very low.

But Yu Xue looked at the man's eyes and dared not say a word.

Silence for a while.

"Okay, I don't have time to argue with you." Yu Xue brushed her hair unnaturally, "Where are you going now?"

"Go to the hospital, my student's leg is injured." Geng Manhong also turned cold.

"Hospital?!" Yu Xue suddenly screamed, "You guys are crazy! The hospital is almost full of infected people! It's overwhelming!"

"My student's legs need—"

"You can't go to the hospital, Old Geng." Yu Xue glanced at Jiang Xinghuai, "Absolutely not."

Jiang Xinghuai avoided the woman's gaze uncomfortably.

For the first time, disgust appeared on Fu Yan's face. He pressed Jiang Xinghuai's head into his arms, and warned: "Miss Yu, please don't look at him."

"...I didn't look at him." Yu Xue looked away unnaturally, then frowned and said, "Listen to me, the country has sent troops over, and it's in Jin City next door. We have a car, and we can drive in half a day." We’re here. The army has guns and supplies, it’s the safest place, they will definitely protect us, and they can definitely treat the child’s leg. We really can’t go to the hospital.”

Fu Yan frowned: "Where did you get this news?"

"A policeman said, you should understand what it means." Yu Xue looked him up and down sideways, "What do you do?"

"It doesn't matter what kind of work I do." Fu Yan calmly analyzed, "Let's not say that the virus outbreak lasted only three days, and the mobile phone signal was cut off the next day, and it doesn't matter whether the rescue and assistance in the early stage need to be planned. And time. Even if it is a rescue, I think that in the early stage, the country will not choose to send troops to rescue on a large scale."

Fu Yan came to a conclusion: "I think this news needs to be—"

"What do you know!" Yu Xue interrupted him violently, "This is the inside information that I finally bought with money! Do you understand what it means!"

Fu Yan didn't speak anymore, he didn't need to have these unnecessary fights with this woman.

The car became quiet again.

Jiang Xinghuai glanced at the woman almost with hatred.Then he embraced Fu Yan's arm, and put his head up against his ear.

"I'll go with you." Jiang Xinghuai said, "I'll go wherever you go."

Fu Yan was startled, and looked down at him.

There is complete dependence and trust in the boy's black and white eyes.The breath coming over has the smell of milk.

Fu Yan was relieved but also embarrassed. As a man, he couldn't respond to Jiang Xinghuai's feelings for him. He just regarded Jiang Xinghuai as a child who needed him to protect.

But now Jiang Xinghuai pretended to be him wholeheartedly, and as an adult and a guardian, he couldn't bear to refuse.

After Jiang Xinghuai said this, he half-closed his eyes, and leaned against Fu Yan sleepily.The whole person seemed to have no spirit.

"Drink some water." Fu Yan touched his forehead again, "We'll be there soon, don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid." Jiang Xinghuai frowned, "I'm just..."

"It's just a little hot." Jiang Xinghuai tugged at the neckline of his T-shirt as he spoke.

The neckline of the T-shirt itself was too big, so half of Jiang Xinghuai's shoulders were exposed outside.

Fu Yan frowned, moved his eyes away, and closed them again: "You have a fever."

"Uncle, you are so cool." Jiang Xinghuai said suddenly.

"Yeah." Fu Yan looked down at the hand on his chest.

"This feeling is like playing ten kills in a game... The zipper of the pants will never get caught... Eating potato chips is as refreshing as there is no air in it..." Jiang Xinghuai sighed a series of sighs.

"Jiang Xinghuai, I know you are uncomfortable." Fu Yan interrupted him.

"You don't know." Jiang Xinghuai said.

"I know." Fu Yan said.

"You don't know." Jiang Xinghuai became impatient.

"Okay, don't care if I know or not." Fu Yan took a deep breath and warned in a low voice, "Jiang Xinghuai, take your hand out of my shirt."

Jiang Xinghuai: "..."

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