The end of the world has laid hands on me

There was a moment of silence in the carriage.

Both the woman and the little boy were stunned when they bit the bread.

As if no one was around, Fu Yan soaked a small towel with water and placed it on Jiang Xinghuai's forehead: "Take it out, don't make me say it twice."

Jiang Xinghuai pursed her lips: "...I feel uncomfortable."

Fu Yan sighed: "Touch it."

"Thank you uncle!" Jiang Xing hugged him excitedly.

"...You're welcome." Fu Yan rubbed his eyebrows.

"It's like raising a son." Huang Mao stepped on the gas pedal and sneered.

The car picked up speed, roaring through the deserted street, the tires hitting the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

The scattered infected people on the street raised their heads when they heard the sound, and immediately followed the smell of blood to catch up, falling far behind until the car disappeared into their expressionless pupils.

When Jiang Xinghuai realized that his head was dizzy and it was difficult to open his eyes no matter what, he realized that he might really burn to death.

"How is the situation of the stars?" Geng Manhong turned around and asked.

"It's no problem to perform 20 somersaults for you." Jiang Xinghuai said with his eyes closed.

"Not too good, I'm going to burn myself." Fu Yan frowned and changed the wet towel on Jiang Xinghuai's forehead again.

"We can't pass any further ahead." Huang Mao said suddenly, "I'm afraid the car won't be able to get out, and there are many infected people inside. We can only walk over, and the target is smaller."

"Teacher Geng stayed in the car to take care of them, and drove away immediately if something happened." Fu Yan put down Jiang Xing's arms, supported his head and gently put it on the backpack, "I'll go with Huang Mao."

"Thank you, Lu Ying." Huang Mao corrected his name again.

Jiang Xinghuai frowned, grabbing Fu Yan's arm and not letting go.

"Don't worry." Fu Yan chuckled, "Be right back."

"Don't worry." Jiang Xinghuai let go of his hand, with a bad face, "I was thinking of performing a backflip for Lao Geng later. You won't be able to see it when you leave, so come back quickly, don't miss it too late. I won't wait for you."

"I'll be back soon." Fu Yan said.

Jiang Xinghuai nodded stiffly.

Fu Yan took the long knife, patted his head, turned and left.

Huang Mao got out of the car, leaned into the car, and slapped him on the back: "Okay, the little brat plays a lot, it's really awkward."

Jiang Xinghuai looked at Fu Yan's back, his hands clenched into fists tightened and then loosened, his back tensed, he swallowed, and said nothing.

"It's okay, the pharmacy is just across the corner." Lao Geng changed his posture and turned around to comfort him. "I took a look when I turned in just now. The glass door is broken, and there is no one inside. It's safe."

Jiang Xinghuai frowned and didn't answer. He dragged his skateboard and sat by the rear door.

The location of the car is very hidden, in the high and narrow alley, there are no large buildings around, high walls on the left and right, and empty streets in the front and back, safe and easy to escape.

"Xing Xing?" Geng Manhong was always paying attention to him, seeing Jiang Xinghuai get up and quickly shouted, "What do you want?"

"Can you call me my name?" Jiang Xinghuai stood up, jumped out of the car with one leg, leaned against the car door and turned around, "Mr. Geng, I want to ask you something."

"...You kid, it's scary to call me teacher all of a sudden." Geng Manhong's face trembled in fright.

"You said..." Jiang Xinghuai looked at Geng Bei who had fallen asleep in Yu Xue's arms, "Do you want to find your son after the news is over?"

"Of course, I was so anxious. The first call was to him, but this dead boy didn't answer. I bought him a phone and watch and threw it around every day, but I didn't keep it in my hand. I called his mother again and wouldn't answer it. , I was so anxious that I died, and then I..."

Jiang Xinghuai listened to the chanting, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, he looked at Yu Xue and Geng Bei in the carriage, his eyes were full of envy.

Yu Xue's suit pants were full of dirt, trousers were scratched, her hair was disheveled, and her forearm and fingers where the sleeves were exposed were covered with dust and tiny bloody cuts.

But Geng Bei's face was clean, his clothes were neat and tidy, and he was sleeping right next to Yu Xue.

This is a child with a mother.

Jiang Xinghuai looked down at himself, and saw the skateboard in his arms.

He was thrown on the ground that night because it was inconvenient to jump off the rooftop, and Fu Yan brought it here for him.

In the car just now, Fu Yan cleaned it for him.

Jiang Xinghuai suddenly smiled as his fingers touched the tiny scratches on the skateboard.

"Old Geng, did you hear the voice?" Yu Xue straightened up suddenly, looking around in a panic.

"What?" Teacher Geng was at a loss.

Jiang Xinghuai turned his ears to listen, then suddenly turned his head to look to the right.

Boom!Boom!Boom!One after another.

It was the second floor of the department store, and the dark blue reflective glass broke through from inside.Countless infected people opened their arms wide, stepped forward, and fell to the ground.

Jiang Xinghuai's pupils constricted, and he climbed up from the debris beside the alley to look out.

The flesh and blood on the ground was layered on top of each other, and the infected person who fell from behind dragged his broken leg and broken hand, and stood up unsteadily.

"Drive! Drive!" Yu Xue screamed as she stuck her head out.

"No!" Geng Manhong dismissed.Fu Yan hasn't come back yet.

The abnormal noise here has attracted the attention of the infected, and the department store is about 500 meters away.It takes only a few minutes for the infected to get here.

Jiang Xing hugged his skateboard tightly, gritted his teeth and jumped off the debris, took a deep breath, and then quickly ran back: "Old Geng! Drive!"

"Fu Yan and the others—"

"Drive!" Jiang Xinghuai climbed into the car and opened the rear compartment door, "It's too late, drive out!"

The car started and roared, completely attracting the infected person's full attention.

At the end of the alley, the first infected person staggered over.

The minivan pulls out slowly, turns right and returns to the main road.

Not far away, Fu Yan came out by stepping on the shattered glass of the pharmacy, half of his suit was covered in blood.

Why is there blood on Fu Yan's body! ?

"Fu Yan!" Jiang Xinghuai shouted in fright.

"Don't get down!" Fu Yan stopped him from jumping down, and heard an unusual movement in the distance, quickly pulled the yellow-haired collar behind him and ran in the direction of overtaking, "Run——"

"What's the matter suddenly—" Huang Mao staggered, and saw the car that had already driven out in front, "Why did they drive? Out—"

Before Huang Mao finished speaking, he saw countless crazy infected people scrambling to emerge in the alley they had just run to.

"Fuck—" Huang Mao yelled, rounded his legs and rushed out like crazy.

"Drive faster!" Yu Xue patted the carriage hysterically, "Here we come! Drive faster!"

The speed of the car is not slow, it is the speed that Fu Yan and Huang Maoquan can catch up with, but it also means that the infected can also catch up.

"Stop shouting! Go to the door and give them a hand!" Geng Manhong blushed and yelled.

"Open! Open! Leave them alone!" Yu Xue was terrified and even stretched out her hand from the small window to grab Geng Manhong's neck, "There is blood on them! They must have been bitten! Open!"

Jiang Xinghuai's face was tense, one hand was holding tightly to the side of the car door, and the other hand was desperately stretched out.

Fu Yan and Huang Mao were only about 5 meters away from the car, but they were less than one meter away from the infected person.

This distance is still shrinking.

This is a race against the infected, a race against the god of death for time.

Yu Xue stopped talking, and hugged the child in a panic and shivered coldly in the corner of the carriage.

"Quick!" Jiang Xinghuai almost leaned out of the car with half of his body.

Huangmao sprinted and grabbed his hand.

Jiang Xinghuai clenched his teeth and gathered all his energy to pull back desperately.

The yellow hair climbed up,

At this time, the infected person had reached Fu Yan's back.

Jiang Xinghuai quickly stretched out his hand again, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes: "Fu Yan!"

Fu Yan staggered, and in an instant, the infected surrounded him.

Jiang Xinghuai suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Fu Yan—!"

At that second, the sound of the wind mixed with howling, dust and blood, rushed into Jiang Xinghuai's eardrums and nasal cavity, almost shattering his stiff body.

"Don't jump!" Fu Yan rushed out of the infected person as if miraculously, and grabbed his hand.

When the warm fingers touched, Jiang Xinghuai's heart beat again.

He tightened his fingers and pulled back sharply!

Fu Yan took advantage of his strength to jump into the car.

"Open!" Fu Yan shouted.

Upon receiving the signal, Geng Manhong stepped on the accelerator, and the van suddenly accelerated and moved forward rapidly.

Fu Yan put one arm around Jiang Xinghuai who was kneeling down, "Lu Ying closes the car door."

"None of you two was bitten, right?" Yu Xue said suddenly.

"Hey." Huang Mao stood up with a bow, and closed the car door with a disgusted face. He didn't even look at her and replied directly, "I will transform later, and I will bite you first."

"I—" Yu Xue wanted to say something else.

"Yu Xue!" Geng Manhong turned his head and warned.

Yu Xue didn't speak anymore.

Huang Mao snorted coldly and pulled the car door tightly.

Boom!With a bang, the heavy car door was closed tightly, blocking the sound of the outside world.

The silence in the carriage was only the sound of heavy breathing.

Jiang Xinghuai, Fu Yan and Huang Mao sat at the back of the car, while Yu Xue squeezed the child against the front of the car.

The atmosphere is confrontational and quiet.

Yu Xue frowned: "What do you mean, don't—"

"Sit up straight, let me look at your legs." Fu Yan interrupted her, and said to Jiang Xinghuai in his arms.

Jiang Xing held him in his arms without moving.

"Don't be afraid." Fu Yan patted him on the back and comforted him, "I'll protect my head and neck, and wear thick clothes elsewhere, I'm fine."

Only then did Jiang Xinghuai let go of his hand, lowered his head, and hid his reddened eyes.

Fu Yan straightened his leg, took out the scissors from the medical bag, slowly cut the gauze covered with blood and flesh, pulled it apart, and cleaned the wound.

Jiang Xinghuai clenched his fists and broke out in cold sweat.

"Endure it." Fu Yan took out a medical needle and thread.

Jiang Xinghuai nodded.

Fu Yan breathed steadily, looked at him with a frown, and lowered his head.

The sharp needle pierces the skin and breaks out the other side with the thread,

Jiang Xinghuai clenched his teeth, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he didn't hum.

"I wanted to ask a long time ago. I was looking for medicine just now, and I know how to stitch. Are you a doctor?" Huang Mao asked suddenly, looking Fu Yan up and down, "It doesn't look like a temperament."

"I run a pharmaceutical company and have some experience in this area." Fu Yan answered the question, trying to divert Jiang Xinghuai's attention as much as possible.

"The one who runs the company?" Yu Xue interrupted suddenly and asked, "What's the name of the company?"

"Fu Lin Medicine." Fu Yan replied.

"Fu Lin Medicine!?" Yu Xue's voice was so sharp that she was surprised, "Are you the boss of Fu Lin Medicine?"

Fu Yan frowned dissatisfied with her sudden increase in volume, and stopped answering.

After the wound was sewn up, Jiang Xinghuai fell back limp in cold sweat.

"Does the wound hurt?" Fu Yan hurriedly helped him up, a little blaming himself, "The painkillers in the pharmacy are gone, and I didn't have time to go later—"

"It doesn't hurt." Jiang Xinghuai buried half of his face in Fu Yan's arms, grabbed Fu Yan's blood-stained shirt, and rubbed his fingertips fiercely, "Are you okay, why is there so much blood on your body?"

"The blood is not mine. There are two salespersons in the store who didn't run away, but it's okay." Fu Yan looked at him and said seriously again, "I'm really okay."

Jiang Xinghuai lowered his head and wiped his eyes heavily: "I'm not worried about you."

Fu Yan sighed helplessly, put his arms around him, and patted his back lightly.

Jiang Xinghuai was buried in his chest, and suddenly he couldn't help but sore his nose.

"You must not leave me..." Jiang Xinghuai gritted his teeth, his voice choked with sobs, it was clearly a request but it sounded like an order.

It is a request that I only have you, an order that you must not lose me.

Fu Yan was taken aback for a moment, and his heart beat violently.

He lowered his eyes to look at the back of Jiang Xinghuai's head, raised his hand to cover it, and said softly, "I'm holding it so tightly, how can I lose it."

Jiang Xinghuai didn't answer, just hugged her and didn't move.

It became extremely quiet in the car.

The minivan just bumped and chased the setting sun forward, leaving the dense urban area.

During the period, Huang Mao changed Mr. Geng's driving position.

It was getting late, and the speed of the car was slowly slowing down.

"The car is running out of gas..." Huang Mao turned his head and said, "But I think there is a gas station in front, but I don't know if it can get the gas out."

Fu Yan glanced at the position illuminated by the headlights, "Go and take a look."

"Okay." Huangmao turned the steering wheel.

Jiang Xinghuai bit his dinner, a piece of banana-flavored bread he hated the most, and looked at the three people sitting across from him in the dim light.

Teacher Geng hugged the sleeping Geng Bei, and Yu Xue leaned against him, the two were talking in a low voice.

The two couples abandoned all the ugly things in the past, and only tightly grasped the warmth of the people around them.

Jiang Xinghuai looked and looked, then suddenly tilted his head and asked softly, "Uncle, have you ever been in a relationship?"

Fu Yan lowered his eyelids, looked at him thoughtfully, and answered irrelevant questions: "I like gentle, quiet, and my age."

"I've never been in a relationship, and I don't know what I like." Jiang Xinghuai added in a low voice, "But I have someone I like."

I know, isn't it me?

Fu Yan's face was stiff and he didn't make a sound.

Jiang Xinghuai raised his head and leaned closer: "Uncle, do you think he likes my type?"

Fu Yan raised his chin and distanced himself before looking down at him.

Jiang Xinghuai's pupils are pure black, which is rare in Asians, and his eyes are pure and straightforward. He just looks at you like a puppy looking at his master with eyes full of admiration and dependence.

Fu Yan felt a headache, the child was too straightforward.But it is impossible for him to say that he likes it. This is not only deceiving Jiang Xinghuai, but also disrespecting his feelings.

"I think..." Fu Yan gritted his teeth and said cruelly, "No...no..."

Jiang Xinghuai blinked and tilted his head to look at him.

A car light came from a distance, passed through the narrow window, and just illuminated Jiang Xinghuai's eyes.

Fu Yan looked into these eyes, and couldn't say three words that he didn't like.

Fu Yan finally gritted his teeth: "No...it's hard to say."

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Fu Yan: It started again, seducing me again.