Doomsday reloading

When Feng Keyhan woke up again, he was on the bed with a wet towel on his head.

[System: The ability is activated, congratulations, you can still see the sun today]

...Every morning when I open my eyes, I can always see the system that pulls hatred...

By the way, is it really okay for the system to kill you like this?

It may be the slow reaction caused by the high fever, until Feng Keyhan struggled to get up and found a little guy who shouldn't be here.

Feng Zhan Liao lay next to him and slept soundly. It seemed that he had been tossing a bit too much the night before. Feng Keyan got up with such a big noise, but this kid was not woken up.

Really... Feng Yaohan got out of bed a little speechlessly, after thinking about it, he gently moved him to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and then went into the kitchen.

Thank you for the three-day holiday during the Qingming Festival, otherwise the private elementary school with strict rules would definitely come to kill you.

"Brother!" Feng Yaohan, who was cooking porridge in the kitchen, trembled in shock from the sudden sound, and almost spilled all the salt in the pot into the pot.

"Running around while suffering from such a serious illness! It took a lot of effort to bring down the fever!"

After being fed enough nutrition by Feng Keyhan, the child in it did not grow slowly, and now it has grown to Feng Keyhan's shoulders.

In addition, Feng Keyhan is really good at feeding, and the strength of cutting Liao is not too small.

So Feng Keyhan had to turn off the fire, and was pushed all the way back to the bedroom.

"I am fine."

Feng Keyhan, who was forced to lie down again, was a little speechless. With his digitized body, it is possible that he will never have these diseases in this life.

But after all, he couldn't explain this kind of words.

Then his words were exchanged for Feng Zhan Liao's cold snort.

"Come back with me today!" Feng Zhan Liao said forcefully.

Feng Keyhan was stunned for a moment, thinking carefully about his recent itinerary, but the brief silence obviously made Feng Zhan Liao think about it.

"Brother, do you know how dangerous it was yesterday?" Feng Zhan Liao's voice was full of deep fear.

If it wasn't for him suddenly wanting to come back and stay for another night yesterday... who knows what will happen if the key letter is sealed?

Even in peaceful times, if a person hangs out on the floor overnight with a high fever, how could he be tossed half his life the next day!

Besides, it is not difficult for people to be killed by various inflammations caused by high fever!

But thanks to Feng Zhan Liao's almost perverted desire for monopoly and immature mind, he didn't send the key letter to the hospital, otherwise that would be the real big deal...

"Sorry, I'll pack up later..."

Feng Keyhan paused, "Thank you, A Liao, for making you worry."

"How could I let my brother leave me..." Feng Zhan Liao Huan passed Feng Yaohan's neck, and gently rubbed his face against him like a kitten.

Feng Yaohan looked at the top of Fen Zhan Liao's fluffy head, and rubbed it smoothly.

Under the mandatory "requirement" of Feng Zhan Liao, Feng Keyhan almost simply packed up his salute and followed him to leave the house that "has lived in for a long time".

Surprisingly, his salute was not very cumbersome, a few simple shirts didn't even fill the bottom of the small travel bag.

——Of course, this is not surprising at all, at least in Feng Keyhan's opinion.

After all, the important "strategic materials" are all in the storage boxes provided by his system, aren't they?

"Brother won't go back in the future?"

Getting in the taxi, Feng Zhan Liao seemed to inadvertently glance at the community behind him that had a sense of age, and the seemingly inadvertent mention made it impossible for people to ignore the eyes with a strong sense of pleasure.

"Well, I've already posted the house information on the agent."

Feng Yaohan propped his head up and looked at the backward scenery outside the window, not noticing Feng Zhan Liao's disobedience.

"Brother, do you want to rent out the house first?"

"No, it's sold directly." Feng Yaohan shifted his gaze from the car window to Fen Zhan Liao.

The deep eyes made Fen Zhan Liao's heart tighten, as if all his thoughts had been completely known by Feng Yaohan.

"Because he will bring me far more troubles than benefits, so it's better to make it more valuable."

Feng Zhan Liao could hear the subtle meaning in his words, but he didn't think about the subtleties.

Now he was content with the fact that his brother was finally going to live close to him.

The community where Feng Yaohan lives is not too far from Feng Zhan Liao's house, and it takes about an hour to walk by a small road.

So the taxi that was not in peak hours arrived at the villa complex where Feng Zhan Liao lived.

Although it is said that the house type of a villa is actually not that kind of extremely large residential area, but the overall feeling of this type of villa is a more refined medium-sized house.

——But for a child who lives alone without a family, such an area is so desolate and scary!

Feng Zhan Liao vowed that it was the first time in the first 12 years that he was looking forward to getting home soon!

Pushing open the door happily, Fen Zhan Liao was busy running around for a while, holding slippers for a while, hanging clothes for a while, and he gave him a sense of being in a hurry.

Feng Keyhan stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of the little bun who was making himself dizzy, "Didn't I say that I will live with you in the future? Since it's not a guest, there's no need to be so extravagant."

Feng Zhan Liao looked at Feng Yaohan's calm expression, and his tense body gradually relaxed.

Feng Keyhan poked him on the forehead, then put on his slippers and glanced roughly at the general environment on the first floor.

The space is large, and the decoration feels very good-but it is obviously not popular, and some places that are not often visited on weekdays have already received a layer of thin dust that is not obvious.

Speaking of which... Feng Zhan Liao seemed to be talking to him at the end of the world - about his family or something?

Feng Keyhan raised his head and looked at the ceiling, pinching his chin thoughtfully.

"Brother, do you want to share a room with me?"

A sound of footsteps coming down the stairs came from around the corner, Fen Zhan Liao stopped abruptly at the stairs and looked at his slightly messy hair, but he didn't know what he was messing with.

Feng Keyhan gave him a funny look, but his expression was still calm and calm.

"I live here,"

He compared a guest room on the first floor, "Usual working hours will affect you, so I just live on the first floor."

And he is not in the habit of living on the second floor of such a villa, who knows if you will be directly attacked by zombies when you are going downstairs after a certain night.

If you don't meet certain conditions, listening to the second floor where the movement is not obvious is not a good choice.

There's no explanation—it's just a matter of getting used to it.

And the expression of Feng Zhan Liao upstairs was filled with "Oops! Unexpected!"

"I actually forgot that the house has many rooms!" and other expressions.

But although he regretted this inappropriate ending, Fen Zhan Liao, who had already known Feng Yaohan's character well during these days together, of course knew that he could no longer be a rascal and a rascal.

This will only arouse the other party's resentment.

"Okay brother, I'm in the master bedroom on the second floor. Just come up to me if you need anything."

Feng Zhan Liao looked very cute and smiled, like a good baby who can do whatever his brother says.

Feng Keyhan nodded slightly at him, he still needs to "collect" supplies at night.

If Fen Zhan Liao discovered his inexplicable disappearance one night, it is estimated that it would not be a shock but a rhythm that turned into a supernatural event.

"...So, brother, do you have free time now? I have a question I don't know, and I want to ask brother."

Feng Zhan Liao trotted down the stairs, and tugged at the corner of Feng Keyan's clothes expectantly.

Seeing that it was still early, it was still early before lunch time... Feng Yaohan simply used Feng Zhan Liao's proposal to pass the time.

And Fen Zhan Liao can be regarded as a veritable genius. Regardless of his young age, his ability to draw inferences from one instance is really outstanding.

Feng Yaohan followed Feng Zhan Liao to the second floor, and Feng Zhan Liao's room was very tidy—the kind of cleanliness that can be called empty.

The whole room is spotless, and the first thing you see is a large bookshelf full of all kinds of books.

There are so many kinds of books on the bookshelves that it is hard to understand why a primary school student has such a wide range of hobbies.

The quilt on the big bed was folded meticulously, the only thing that was a little messy was the table that was also piled with many books.

Feng Keyhan's eyes turned around the entire empty overhead room, unlike the various stars and game posters that boys who are about to reach puberty like.

The walls are empty.

The only thing that may have nothing to do with learning is that it was randomly placed in the corner, a boxing sandbag that looked old for a long time and a note attached to the sandbag.

The key letter went over and peeled off the note,

"elder brother!"

Fen Zhan Liao Yi was taken aback and ran over quickly, but Feng Yaohan's gaze had already scanned the entire content of the paper at a glance.

It was a part-time job schedule, and from the dense revisions, it could be seen how hard he worked.

Feng Zhan Liao shrank guiltily. Although Feng Yaohan was still expressionless, he could clearly see that he was in a bad mood.

In the end, Feng Yaohan still didn't say anything, he just sighed and rubbed Feng Zhanliao's head vigorously.

He can't wantonly get angry at Fen Zhan Liao or those operators who take in child labor arbitrarily, because Fen Zhan Liao needs to survive;

Although his "family" left him a house that could shelter him from the wind and rain, so what?

Feng Zhan Liao still needs to earn the living expenses of the past, so that he can live without being starved to death, right?

"Do you want to go in the future?"

Feng Yaohan knelt down and put his hands on Fen Zhan Liao's shoulders. He needed to seek Fen Zhan Liao's opinion on these matters.

Although there is not much use in working so hard-there is not much time left before the end of the world, when all currencies will become waste paper.

Feng Zhan Liao lowered his head and seemed very disturbed, "...I don't want to use the money they left behind."

Seal key letter: "..."

juvenile!So they left you living expenses? !Please don't make trouble!

Feng Zhan Liao paused for a while and then reported a number, Feng Keyhan silently calculated in his heart and then understood;

Although Feng Zhan Liao's scumbag parents left him a sum of money, but after all the calculations, the money was already used up to pay tuition fees to high school.

Although this large amount of money is considered a huge sum of money for ordinary people, for Fen Zhan Liao, who has always been in a good school, this money is not enough to support his university tuition.

Plus daily expenses?hehe.

Well, after all, not everyone knows about the end of the world like him, and the "preparation for a rainy day" that I want to come to now is really not wrong.

"I'll take care of you."

Feng Yaohan rubbed Fen Zhanliao's hair, although it seemed that his words were extremely carefree, full of a sense of mistyness.

But Feng Zhan Liao was able to get rid of these appearances and directly see the sincere nature of his inner mouth.

"Okay," Feng Zhan Liao smiled brilliantly, "I'll just listen to my brother."

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