The end of the world has laid hands on me

"Stop laughing." Fu Yan sighed helplessly, and put one hand between Jiang Xinghuai, who was laughing madly, and the window, "Be careful."

Jiang Xing hugged his arm and laughed non-stop, so happy that he couldn't say a word.

"This kid is usually stupid when he practices guns, and sometimes he doesn't express his meaning when he speaks." Kang Cheng also kept laughing, looking at the rearview mirror and apologizing to them, "I'm really sorry, don't mind."

"I don't mind, I don't mind." Jiang Xinghuai waved his hands repeatedly, and couldn't catch his breath until the end of the laugh.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Lei Pengtao blushed, but he still smiled, dimpled shyly.

"You two silly boys." Kang Cheng looked funny in the rearview mirror.

Fu Yan took off the cardigan sweater on his body, and then went to take off Jiang Xinghuai's half-wet sweater: "Take off your clothes and laugh again."

"Wait, it's stuck!" Jiang Xinghuai's voice was muffled under his clothes.

"Come out with your hands first." Fu Yan lifted his clothes.

"Hiss—" Jiang Xinghuai felt a stabbing pain in his little finger as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"What's the matter?" Fu Yan frowned and quickly tore off his clothes, took out his hand, and stared at the nails with red flesh in a daze.It took me a long time to come back to my senses, with an ugly expression on my face, "When did you do it? Don't you know it's bleeding?"

"I forgot." Jiang Xinghuai struggled to take off his sweater, raised his hand to look at it, and then realized that it was in pain, "It seems that it was made when that skull grabbed me just now."

Kang Cheng slammed on the brakes, his face suddenly changed.

Lei Pengtao touched the pistol at his waist, and his smile stopped.

"Why did you stop the car?" Just as Jiang Xinghuai finished speaking, Kang Cheng turned around, holding a gun in his hand, and the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at him.

Jiang Xinghuai was stunned, and subconsciously looked at Fu Yan.

"Put it down." Fu Yan stood in front of Jiang Xinghuai, staring at the muzzle of the gun expressionlessly.

"Is the wound on his hand bitten by a mutated infected body?" Kang Cheng still held his gun.

"Ah?" Jiang Xinghuai came to his senses, poked his head out from behind Fu Yan and quickly explained, "No, no, this is when I grabbed the window sill and poked on the wall."

"The one on the leg." Lei Pengtao said suddenly, staring fixedly at Jiang Xinghuai's ankle.

"What?" Jiang Xinghuai looked down, there was a very shallow scratch on his ankle, but it was bleeding.

"The nails of the mutated infected body can also spread the virus," Lei Pengtao said.

"I..." Jiang Xing panicked, "It seems to be scratched by glass."

"Like?" Kang Cheng repeated his words, expressionless. "You better be sure."

"I...don't know." Jiang Xinghuai frowned, desperately recalling in a panic.

He didn't know, he wasn't sure if he scratched the glass when he was being dragged out or...the skull grabbed it.

"No." Fu Yan said calmly, "It's been about 20 minutes now, if he was infected, he would have already turned into a monster."

"Not everyone will be infected within 1 to 10 minutes. In our search and rescue cases, some of them were infected with the virus after 12 hours of fever, or even longer." Kang Cheng frowned, "This virus outbreak has been going on until now. , we still do not have more information, nor can we judge the incubation period and danger of this virus based on the data we have now."

Jiang Xinghuai grabbed Fu Yan's back tightly.

Fu Yan's expression remained unchanged, he turned slightly and patted him on the back.

"Sorry, he can't enter the shelter for the time being." Kang Cheng said.

"We're not going." Fu Yan said.

"Dr. Zheng must see you." Kang Cheng frowned.

"Then let him come out." Fu Yan wrapped Jiang Xing's arms with one hand without raising his head.

That is a protector pose.

Kang Cheng looked at him badly: "Mr. Fu, you—"

"Put down your gun." Fu Yan raised his head and looked at him, "You can get out of the car now."

Kang Cheng wanted to say something, but he saw Jiang Xinghuai's eyes that were red with fright.

"...Sorry." Kang Cheng withdrew his gun, "Let me discuss it with my teammates."

Fu Yan stared at them and signaled them to go easy with his eyes.

Kang Cheng and Lei Pengtao got out of the car with complicated faces.

As soon as the car door was closed, Jiang Xinghuai bent down to look at the scratch carefully, his hand holding the trouser leg was shaking: "What to do... what to do..."

"It's okay." Fu Yan frowned and grabbed his hand, "It's okay."

"What should I do, I won't become those monsters..." Jiang Xinghuai clenched his hand behind his back, speaking incoherently, "I don't know, what if I was really caught by that skull? Fu Yan, I don't want to become a monster , I... I don't want it, I—"

"No." Fu Yan held his face in his hands, and compulsively fixed him, "Did you hear me, no, trust me."

Jiang Xinghuai was stunned for a while, then began to take a deep breath.

"Aren't you hungry?" Fu Yan patted him on the back, "What do you want to eat? Do you want beef jerky?"

Jiang Xinghuai shook his head, his face pale.

Knock knock - twice

The window was knocked from the outside.

Fu Yan pressed the car window.

"A 24-hour observation period." Kang Cheng said.

"What?" Fu Yan frowned.

"You need to wait 24 hours in the temporary camp outside the shelter before you can enter. If you show any signs of turning into a monster during this period." Kang Cheng looked at Jiang Xinghuai and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Xinghuai also laughed, an ugly smile.

Several people set off again, Kang Cheng looked back at Jiang Xinghuai, and sighed: "I didn't target you just now, you may not be able to imagine how many dead people have built the current shelter. It can even be said that the current shelter is a Built on the sacrifice of my comrades in arms, our countrymen. We will not allow even 0.1% of the possibility of a virus infection to enter the base under these circumstances."

"...I understand." Jiang Xinghuai nodded, his voice was very low, "It's okay."

"Does it hurt?" Fu Yan treated the wound on his little finger.

"It's okay." Jiang Xinghuai said, holding back tears.

Fu Yan raised his head and lightly squeezed his stiff shoulders: "It's okay, it will be fine soon."

The car drove out of this area full of tall buildings and came to the outer suburbs.

You can see a copper wall and iron wall from a long distance.

It was one huge container after another, straddling the ground layer by layer, in order to stop those crazy infected people.

"This base was originally a military training camp." Kang Cheng explained, "The virus broke out suddenly. At that time, the army was the first to control the infection, but later, nearly half of it was sacrificed to rescue the people."

The car slowly approached, and there were countless cars, large and small, parked outside the shelter, temporary tents, burning fires, and boiling hot soup.

There are also people who are sitting or standing, looking embarrassed and exhausted physically and mentally.

The safe life inside the huge iron gate is only separated from them by a wall.

"They all have wounds on the surface, but I can't be sure if they are infected." Kang Cheng found a place and slowly stopped the car. "There are military patrols here, and there are snipers on it. Anyone who shows signs of infection will be killed." solve."

Jiang Xinghuai looked out of the car window, everyone's faces were full of fear, hesitation, and grief.

He clenched his hands tightly, turned his head, and didn't look at it.

"Taozi stay here, I'll go in and report on the task." Kang Cheng got out of the car after speaking.

Lei Pengtao smiled lightly: "I'm in the car behind, look for me anytime."

The car door was closed again, leaving only Fu Yan and Jiang Xinghuai in the car.

The small space becomes very quiet.

"Will you kill me?" Jiang Xinghuai suddenly asked softly.

Fu Yan looked at his drooping head, and put his hands on the back of his thin and fair neck.

Jiang Xinghuai looked up at him.

"No." Fu Yan also looked at him.

"Then what should I do if I become a monster?" Jiang Xinghuai smiled wryly.

"I will kill the monster and bring you back." Fu Yan said.

Jiang Xinghuai was stunned for a while, then nodded heavily: "En."

"Eat something." Fu Yan went to look through the backpack.

"I want to pee." Jiang Xinghuai said, turning his head to look out the car window, "Where did that little dimple go?"

"His name is Lei Pengtao." Fu Yan opened the car door and waved to the car behind, "Don't call others dimples, that's impolite."

Seeing the instructions, Xiao Diwo immediately got out of the car and ran over.

"Hello, little dimple, is there a restroom nearby?" Fu Yan asked.

Jiang Xinghuai: "..."

Lei Pengtao: "..."

"Sorry." Fu Yan said.

"Follow me." Lei Pengtao turned around and walked out of the crowd.

"Mr. Fu, please don't call others dimples, that's very impolite." Jiang Xinghuai taught Fu Yan who was following him as he walked.

Fu Yan laughed, Jiang Xinghuai looked very cute calling him Mr. Fu in a serious manner.

"Why wait 24 hours! An'an just has a low fever! Didn't you spend money! Why can't we go in?" A female voice came from a tent they passed by.

Jiang Xinghuai stopped in his tracks and stayed where he was.

"Don't worry, they said it's an infection quarantine that requires a 24-hour observation period." A male voice came out immediately, "We've been waiting for a few hours, and we'll be able to get in soon."

Jiang Xinghuai turned his head, his face turned pale in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Fu Yan frowned.

"Liangyuan, go talk to your friend again, okay? An'an has been crying, I'm so scared, go talk to him again." The female voice in the tent said again.

"Okay." The male voice compromised.

The door curtain of the tent opens from the inside.

Jiang Xinghuai immediately turned around, pulled Fu Yan and walked forward.

"What's wrong?" Fu Yan asked in a low voice.

"Let's go." Jiang Xinghuai was so scared that his hands were shaking.

The two walked to the edge of the temporary station. Jiang Xinghuai stopped and turned around to look at the way they had come.

Searching for the familiar figure in the crowd.

Fu Yan vaguely guessed something: "That person—"

"That's my father." Jiang Xinghuai turned his head, stopped looking, and explained in a low voice, "He should be with that woman and... and their son."

Fu Yan frowned.

"I'm fine, I just don't want to see him." After Jiang Xinghuai finished speaking, he walked towards Lei Pengtao who was waiting for him.

Jiang Xinghuai said it was impossible to be okay, Fu Yan looked at Jiang Xinghuai who had become extremely silent after returning to the car, and couldn't think of any way to relieve him.

This is Jiang Xinghuai's own business.

The sky gradually darkened, and the two of them went to sleep in the car after a simple wash.

Fu Yan lit a candle, and the candle flickered.He turned his head and looked at Jiang Xinghuai who was lying with his back facing him.

After thinking for a while, Fu Yan leaned over: "Would you like something to eat? Lei Pengtao just sent over some roasted potatoes."

"You said last time that it's not good to eat before going to bed." Jiang Xinghuai turned around.

"You didn't eat dinner." Fu Yan said.

"I'm not hungry." Jiang Xinghuai said.

"you--"

"Are you comforting me?" Jiang Xinghuai suddenly smiled lightly, "I'm really fine."

"I'm not comforting you." Fu Yan touched his cold forehead, frowned and said, "I'm worried about you."

"I'm fine, let's go to bed." Just as Jiang Xinghuai finished speaking, he suddenly sat up with his body propped up, "Actually, there is a way."

"What?" Fu Yan was taken aback.

"Don't they all say to forget the ex, the best way is to find a current one?" Jiang Xinghuai blinked in the warm light, "I don't want that father anymore, can I change my father?"

"Huh?" Fu Yan was puzzled.

"Will you be my new father?" Jiang Xinghuai turned over and lay in Fu Yan's arms.

Fu Yan's face darkened: "..."

"Dad." Jiang Xinghuai shouted.

"Jiang Xinghuai." Fu Yan looked down at him with warning eyes.

"Father." Jiang Xinghuai laughed, not afraid of him at all.

"Go down." Fu Yan glared at him.

"Dad, Dad, Dad..." Jiang Xinghuai kept shouting like a fool.

"...Okay." Fu Yan had no choice but to answer in a small voice.

"Good night, Dad." Jiang Xinghuai was satisfied.

"...Good night Xing Xing." Fu Yan sighed.

Jiang Xinghuai laughed again and said, "You are so disgusting."

Fu Yan: "......"

"Go to sleep." Fu Yan patted his head.

The candle slowly melted, and the wick slowly disappeared in the melting candle.

The faint fire went out, and the car was plunged into darkness.

Jiang Xinghuai wiped his drenched eye sockets, gritted his teeth, and desperately urged himself to sleep.

Early the next morning, the sun rose from the middle of the deserted city, waking up the slumber.

For breakfast, Jiang Xinghuai ate hot roasted potatoes and a big bowl of jelly that Fu Yan dug out for him from somewhere.

Just as he was finishing his last bite of fruit, there was a commotion in front of the convoy.

"Wipe your mouth." Fu Yan handed over a tissue.

"What happened in front?" Jiang Xinghuai wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, turned over and climbed onto the roof of the off-road vehicle.

"What are you looking at, come down!" Fu Yan shouted from below.

"Who is that? What a big battle..." Jiang Xinghuai was amazed.

Walking this way, passing through the dense crowd is a tall and thin man wearing a black suit and a white coat. The man is polite and wears gold-rimmed glasses. Behind him are several camouflage suits with guns. of.

The man is getting closer and closer, getting closer...

Why did you walk towards them?Jiang Xinghuai watched in surprise until the tall and thin man rushed over and hugged Fu Yan who was under the car.

He looked down.

Fu Yan hugged the man face to face, and the man was still crying.

Jiang Xinghuai: "..."

Jiang Xinghuai frowned, realizing that this should be Zheng Yi, he stood on the roof of the car in a daze, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

Until Fu Song let go of the man, but the man was still leaning in Fu Yan's arms.

Jiang Xinghuai jumped out of the car.

"Be careful of your legs." Fu Yan distanced himself from Zheng Yi, immediately stretched out his hand to hold him, and frowned, "I told you, your legs are not fully healed, you can't jump directly from such a high place. "

"Is he Zheng Yi?" Jiang Xinghuai asked.

"Yes." Fu Yan nodded, "Say hello."

"Hello, Uncle Zheng." Jiang Xinghuai stepped forward and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, brother." Zheng Yi held his hand, and looked at Fu Yan with a smile, "You can just come and look for me, why bring a child with you, it's too unsafe."

"Don't Uncle Zheng know?" Jiang Xinghuai smiled with slightly pointed white teeth, "I am Fu Yan's son, and my name is Fu Xinghuai."