Forced to follow the love line by the villain boss

The closer it was to August 8th, the colder the weather was. During the day, there was still weak light to dispel the chill. In the middle of the night, the temperature was so low that even if you put on thick cotton clothes, you would shiver from the cold.

It is now the late night of August 8th, the last night before the freezing cold wave arrives, and in such a cold night, logically, no one should stay outside.

But the streets of Noah City are full of people.The fighting on the border is still going on, the government army and the rebel army are fighting fiercely, and in the gap between their fighting, the refugees who were blocked outside the city took advantage of the chaos and rushed into the city.Except for a small number of extremists, most people did not do anything after entering the city. They just wandered the streets, looking for a corner where they could hide and keep warm.

No one was willing to take them in. The aborigines in Noah City closed their doors and locked their windows, lest these refugees break into their homes, loot their property or even commit murder.

It's not impossible.No one did anything wrong, and they shouldn't be divided into camps, but a ticket under the doomsday divided them into levels, making them confront each other and even hate each other.

People who don't have tickets are jealous and resentful to those who have tickets. Now that they have finally broken through the defense line of the defenders and entered the city, no one can guarantee what they will do.

This is an era when laws and regulations are out of control. In the face of survival, all human nature, conscience, and etiquette can be trampled on.

A middle-aged woman with a ticket and a warm residence allocated by the government did not open the door when she saw a mother holding her five-year-old daughter in the snow looking for a place in the snow.She is about the same age as the other party, and her daughter is only five years old.

Seeing the other party holding her daughter shivering from the cold on the snow, she would inevitably bring herself in, and then feel a little sympathetic, but she dared not open the door.

The more desperate a person is, the more likely he is to do something terrible, even if the other party looks pitiful and harmless right now.

But the more indifferent these people with tickets are, the deeper the resentment of those without tickets. They have been in the ice and snow for a long time, and despair and coldness swallowed them up bit by bit.

They moved their eyes to these houses in unison, with a look of cruelty in their eyes. Just before they were about to do something on a large scale, the clock passed zero.

The calendar enters a brand new day, August 8th.

This is the most desperate day, because for those 59 billion people, it is their death day.But this is also a day full of hope, because the artificial sun "Golden Crow" is activated today and at this moment.

There was a faint light in the dark night, like a dim morning star, which was not noticeable at all.But as it gradually heated up, it became brighter and brighter, so dazzling that no one could ignore it.

The refugees who wanted to commit atrocities saw the light that lit up in the city, and the warm halo shone on them, dispelling the malice born of coldness and despair. They threw down their weapons and faced the city on the snow. Illumination, wailing.

The locked door was also opened, and the aborigines walked out of the warm house to the cold outside.But they don't feel cold, because after the artificial sun rises, the temperature is rising.

There was snow falling from the sky, making up for the ice and snow that had just melted a little, but after all, it was no match for the increasingly dazzling sunlight.

The ice and snow melted under the sun, revealing the green vegetation underneath. People stood together on the street, looking up at the center of the city, which was the direction of the sun.

People with tickets and those without tickets stand together, no longer divided into camps, no longer hostile, their barriers are melted by the light along with the ice and snow.

Some people laughed at this artificial sun, while others cried. They used different methods to express their excitement about seeing miracles in the doomsday ice and snow.

The light is getting more and more dazzling, but no one looks away, they are greedy for this warmth.Everyone walked towards the central tower in unison. They wanted to be closer to the light, closer to the warmth and hope.

But there were also people who went in the opposite direction to them, not many, only two people.

Meng Xing and Wen Rulan ran away from the central tower. They had been running for more than ten minutes, and they ran a few kilometers away.

Meng Xing didn't stop, even though he was so far away that he couldn't even hear the sound of Feng Ye and Wu Jin fighting, but he still didn't dare to relax, he focused on running forward, the farther the better.

His physical strength could still continue, but Wen Rulan couldn't continue, Meng Xing and Wen Rulan's hand suddenly became heavy, and Wen Rulan fell to the ground.

His chest was constantly heaving, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, some from fatigue, some from pain.

The injury to his ankle was further aggravated. After running so far, he was exhausted and didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Meng Xing didn't urge him, but was a little annoyed that he didn't pay attention to Wen Rulan's situation while running.He squatted beside Wen Rulan and checked Wen Rulan's ankle.

It's more swollen than before.Meng Xing frowned, he wanted to find some snow to apply to Wen Rulan, but he couldn't find it anywhere.

Most of the snow has melted, leaving only dirty muddy water on the ground.Wen Rulan sat on the muddy water, his clean and decent clothes became messy, but he didn't care.

He looked back at the direction they were running from, and said to Meng Xing, "Look."

He pointed to the sky, and Meng Xing looked over, and he saw the blue sky and white clouds.

Its daybreak.

It was early morning, and it should have been dark night, but he saw daylight.

Although there is only half of the day, the outside of Noah City is still a dark night.But as the temperature continues to warm up, the "Golden Crow" will be getting closer and closer to a fully activated state. The sky is illuminated by sunlight, and warmth and light gradually fill every corner of Noah City.

This is unlike any previous sunrise, the sun does not rise in the east, and it will never set.

The wind and snow are still howling, but they are blocked outside Noah's city. The four auxiliary towers located at the four corners form an unbreakable protection, isolating the raging wind and snow from outside the city.

Countless people stopped by its light and heat, and Meng Xing was no exception at this moment. After seeing the wind and snow of the end, how could he not be addicted to seeing such a warm sun again.

But he can't indulge for a long time, he has to continue to escape.

Meng Xing couldn't find any ice, so he could only ignore the swelling of Wen Rulan's ankle. He reached out to Wen Rulan who was sitting on the ground and had no strength to stand up again: "I'll carry you on my back."

"En." Wen Rulan responded, and took Meng Xing's hand.

He doesn't want to be attached to others, or is always in a protected position, but he really can't do anything about it, he can't make up for the gap in strength.

He lay on Meng Xing's back, and Meng Xing carried him on his back, continuing to walk outside the city.Meng Xing was not planning to go out of the city. Without the protection of the "Golden Crow" outside the city, the temperature would be frighteningly low.

But he must also stay away from Feng Ye as much as possible. Wu Jin doesn't know how long he can keep Feng Ye entangled, or whether he can win.Even if they win, it's not a good thing, because Wujin also doesn't have good intentions for them.

Meng Xing carried Wen Rulan on his back and walked towards the auxiliary tower on the edge of the city. He wanted to see the situation of the battle on the edge.Contrary to most of the crowd rushing into the city, they were the only ones going out of the city.

They are so out of place, like the world is against them everywhere.

Tiandao wanted to kill Wen Rulan, Feng Ye wanted to kill Wen Rulan, Wujin... the intention was unknown, but he did touch Meng Xing, and even almost killed Meng Xing.

They have no companions but each other.But having each other is enough.

Meng Xing hugged Wen Rulan's leg and adjusted his position so that Wen Rulan could lie on his back more stably.As for Wen Rulan, she put her arms around Meng Xing's neck.

He put his face against Meng Xing's neck, feeling the heartbeat and temperature of Meng Xing, and reminded him in a low voice: "There is still one minute."

According to his calculations, there is still one minute before the heat of the "Golden Crow" will be heated to the limit. At that time, spring will come again, and the sun will be eternally fixed at this most scorching moment.

This was his half-life effort, and he hoped that Meng Xing could witness this scene with his own eyes.

Meng Xing understood what he meant, he paused for a while, turned around, and waited with Wen Rulan for the return of spring.

The light became more and more intense, more and more dazzling.The night is receding constantly, and the bright day covers the sky, shining on every corner of Noah City.People cheered and took off their heavy coats, running and jumping in the muddy water from the melting snow.

Meng Xing carried Wen Rulan on his back, and it was inconvenient to make such a big gesture to express his joy. He and Wen Rulan looked at each other, and then smiled at the same time.

They turned their heads at the same time, watching the moment when the "Golden Crow" really rose and illuminated the city.

That should be an extremely magnificent scene, and it should also be a scene that opens a new era for mankind.

But when Meng Xing actually saw that scene, he found that the light was more dazzling than he imagined, because it was not only white sunlight, but also red firelight.

A huge explosion swept across the city, even though they were far apart, it still hurt the eardrums of Meng Xing and Wen Rulan.

It only took a moment for their expressions to change from joy to astonishment.

The auxiliary tower at the northeast corner exploded.

The tower tilted, and it collapsed in the flames.

The crowd was also in a daze. In the daze, despair climbed up their faces again, but suddenly someone reminded: "It doesn't matter! The central tower is the most important. As long as there are two auxiliary towers left, they can operate normally."

Despair receded amidst the sound of reminders, people patted their chests, and gasped for breath in the lingering shock.

Meng Xing also thought of this, he wanted to comfort Wen Rulan.But before he could say anything, there was another loud "bang".

From the southeast corner, another auxiliary tower also exploded, which was also destroyed in the flames of the explosion.

There are only two auxiliary towers left, the last two.

The city fell silent, no one cheered or spoke, and everyone looked at the last two auxiliary towers with trepidation, and prayed to the gods in their hearts.

But there is no god in this world, or in other words, the god who guards this dream is too busy to take care of himself and cannot answer their prayers.

Like a series of salutes, after the second explosion, the third and fourth soon followed.

The central tower still stood intact in the center. Meng Xing, the captain and others spent a lot of effort to defend this most important core, but except for this core, all the other auxiliary towers were blown up.

The firelight reflected on the pupils of Meng Xing and Wen Rulan, and also reflected on the pupils of everyone inside and outside the city.

The "Golden Crow" was falling, lost the central tower of the auxiliary tower, and the light and heat began to dissipate.

The wind and snow outside lost its hold, riding on the explosive airflow, it swept into the city with a more ferocious momentum than before.

The sky is dark again, and the earth is frozen again.

Hope is like an illusory bubble, and after a short existence, it is swallowed up by even greater despair.

Who is it that brings despair?Is it God?

Maybe, maybe not.

The heavens let the doomsday come, but the reason for the real explosion of the auxiliary tower is whether it was a careless firefight or an attack by a madman taking advantage of the chaos. In the final analysis, it all stems from the power struggle within the government.If they didn't fight, there wouldn't be such a big hole in their defense, and there wouldn't be such a situation where all four auxiliary towers were destroyed.

Whether it is the government army or the rebel army, what they are fighting for is only power, and none of them wants to usher in such a result of destruction.

But the final ending happened to be like this, like a mockery of everyone.

The mockery of those who struggle for power, the mockery of those in high positions who arrange the lives and deaths of others, and the mockery of scientists who have been studying hard for so long.

Wen Rulan hoped that her research could light up this snow-covered night, and indeed it did, but in such a destructive way.

Desperation takes time to react because it is frightening and unacceptable.

After the explosion sounded for a long time, the stunned people responded.

Some of them took off their coats during the previous warming, but now the ice and snow came again, and the cold hit their thin clothes.

But instead of putting on their clothes, they lay directly in the wind and snow, smiling, waving their arms, and buried themselves in ice and snow.

There were also people running and jumping on the street with happy expressions, as if everything had stayed in the past not long ago.

Some people cried loudly, crying hoarsely, and there was no joy and redemption in the crying, only the despair of destruction.

They look like madmen, like crazy.

In the snowstorm, there was another loud noise in the city. It was no longer an explosion, but the sound of a vast and majestic dragon chant.The black dragon with wings soared into the sky, and its vigorous and strong figure swam in the night.

The giant snake followed closely behind, and he couldn't fly, so he climbed the central tower that went straight into the sky, and the snake coiled around the tower, chasing the Yinglong soaring in the sky.

Under the phantom of doomsday, dragons and snakes dance wildly.

The boundary between science and mythology is blurred at this moment. This is a scene that subverts people's cognition. Those legendary gods and demons really exist and fight right in front of their eyes.

But no one cared, they did their own thing, venting their last madness before the end.

Meng Xing released Wen Rulan from his back. It seemed that they no longer needed to run away, because they were destined to die in the doomsday snowstorm.

The drink vending machine on the side of the road was smashed, and people were scrambling for the alcohol stored in it.

Wen Rulan saw this scene, he stepped forward suddenly, snatched a bottle of Zui Sheng Meng Shi from the crowd fighting for it, and came back.

The faces of the people when they fought were fierce and terrifying, because they had no fear, and only wanted to meet death in the drunken liquor.They scrambled without holding back. In such a situation, no matter how precious a treasure is, it can't compare to a bottle of drunkenness at this moment.

But Wen Rulan's expression was even more frightening, so frightening that those people couldn't help but let go, allowing him to snatch the bottle of drunkenness.

He returned to Meng Xing with the wine. Meng Xing was stunned. After all four auxiliary towers were blown up, he had such an expression.

He didn't want to give up, but he didn't know what to do.

He was dazed and confused, as if he could no longer respond to anything, until Wen Rulan opened the wine bottle in front of him, raised his head and drank more than half of it, and then rushed towards him.

Meng Xing was thrown and fell on the snowy ground. He finally came back to his senses and found Wen Rulan kissing him.Wen Rulan lay on Meng Xing's body, kissing Meng Xing frantically and eagerly.

He didn't care about the occasion or the location, he just wanted to keep a little more warmth from the other party before death separated them.

The strong smell of alcohol came towards Meng Xing from the entangled lips and tongue. Although he didn't really drink the wine, but just smelling the aroma, Meng Xing seemed a little drunk.

Drunkenness makes people comfortable and happy, and the brain paralyzed by alcohol actually feels a little warmth in such a snowstorm, even if it is about to die soon, but dying in fear, and dying in such a drunkenness, the latter is obviously more It's easy to accept.

Drunk life, dreaming and dying... If you can always indulge in beautiful illusions, even if you die in the dream, it seems not bad.

Meng Xing was about to indulge in the alcohol with Wen Rulan, but in the deepest part of his heart, he was shouting and resisting.

Don't live like a drunk!

Meng Xing pushed Wen Rulan away hard, but Wen Rulan pressed her up again, and Meng Xing also pushed away again. He supported Wen Rulan's shoulder so that the other party could no longer approach him.

Wen Rulan couldn't break free, he looked at Meng Xing below, shook his head, and murmured in a slightly crying voice: "It's over, Meng Xing..."

His face was full of despair, and he had already accepted the ending.

On August 8, Wen Rulan died at the end of the day.

But Meng Xing didn't accept it, he tightly clenched the fingers holding Wen Rulan's shoulder, and shouted loudly and firmly: "It's not over yet!"

"It's not over yet!" He said it again, and suddenly he pulled Wen Rulan closer to him. He hugged Wen Rulan in his arms and let her lean against his solid chest. He kept repeating, telling Wen Rulan, Also say to yourself: "It's not over yet!"

After a while, he let go of his hand again, he stood up from the ground, and he pulled Wen Rulan together.

Suddenly there was a card in his palm. He turned the card face forward and said to Wen Rulan, "Let's go east! Go to the end of the sky! Find the new sun!"

"Let's go east!"

Wen Rulan stared at him blankly, his gaze shifted from Meng Xing's firm and persistent face to the opponent's hand, and he saw a golden card.

The snowflakes were still falling, but all the ice and snow melted under the heat when they came around this card.

Meng Xing hadn't activated this card yet, but even though his power was still confined to this SSR card, the opponent's heat couldn't stop spilling out.

It was a three-legged, crow-like bird.

Three-legged Golden Crow.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-2702:02:05~2020-07-2802:37:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Vo1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Zhongzhong 57 bottles; shut up 1 bottle for me;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!