Baiyueguang professional account

An Mo guessed that the boy who looked young should be the original scribe.

The original writer Shijiao Shou was a college student who had not yet graduated, named Gu Ruoyu, who joined Shijiao Gong's team shortly after An Mo reunited with Si Ang.At that time, the Shijiao attack team had made no secret of their ambition to escape from the control of the safe zone of C city, so they often went out alone, did not obey orders, and would not hand in the extra supplies they brought back.

Gu Ruoyu was rescued on the way to collect supplies. At that time, he recognized Si Ang and was unwilling to stay in the safe zone. Coupled with his good personality, he quickly became one with the rest of the team.

Obviously, the current plot line is a bit out of order.

Before he reunited with Si Ang's team, he met inexplicably in City B, and at this time Gu Ruoyu had already joined the team.The most important thing is that Gu Ruoyu is careful about Si Ang, not to mention Si Ang, even An Mo, who has observed this phenomenon for the first time, can detect it.

This is very different from the original book, because at first Shi Jiaoshou joined Siang's team just to survive. Under such circumstances, who would still play the trick of falling in love at first sight?I just fell in love with Si Ang's decisive and tenacious character, coupled with his smart brain, as the saying goes, following a smart person, even if the early stage is a little bit harder, the later stage will live a prosperous life.

In the process of getting along later, Gu Ruoyu found that his feelings for Si Ang became more and more uncontrollable, so he began to secretly fall in love with Si Ang. After the zombies all over the world stabilized, and the climax of the plot of supernatural powers and mutant zombies, the two stood side by side. On the peak of victory, let's go hand in hand and look down on all living beings.

But Gu Ruoyu is expressing his liking and concern for Si Ang openly and secretly, judging from the sentence Si Ang explained to An Mo, he also understands it.

It's just that he pretended to be confused, and he was even more merciless when he refused.

This plot is too far apart, is there going to be a big change?

That night, sister Yue was going to give birth.

It was already full-term, but there was no intention of giving birth.Perhaps she was shocked by the news of An Mo's injury today. After returning home, Sister Yue stayed for a while and felt that she was about to give birth.

There are not too few doctors here, because some employees survived, so compared with ordinary people delivering babies or giving birth on the side of the road, the chance of accidents during delivery is greatly reduced.

Non-professionals were not allowed to enter the soundproof room. An Mo stood outside with a solemn expression.There are bound to be risks in production. Fortunately, a lot of medicine supplies have arrived today, and there are enough maternity and baby supplies for now.

What a coincidence, if I didn't go out today, the baby might not even be able to drink milk powder after birth.

An Mo was tired all day, and after staying awake for a while, he leaned against Xin Lang and closed his eyes for a nap.It seemed that someone came over halfway, stayed in front of them for a while, and then left again.

Gradually, his consciousness began to slacken, and he leaned on Xin Lang's shoulder, and fell asleep in a hall full of people coming and going.

Walking among the clouds, An Mo looked at the translucent data drifting by with a nonchalant expression, feeling nothing in his heart.

Under the feet is a void of blue and white. Every time you take a step, there will be a circle of ripples, as if a feather has fallen on the water.

Surrounded by blue and white, the beautiful picture of the sky and white clouds, in An Mo's view, the faintly flashing data destroyed this natural beauty.

But he is not unfamiliar with this place. To put it simply, this is a "buffer zone" left for him by the headquarters of the Fast Travel Bureau. He used to chat with the system here, although most of the time the system praised him and exaggerated. There is no edge, An Mo is impatient, but there is no way to block it here.

"How did I come back?"

【What did the old man say. 】

"?"

The innocent tone of the system made An Mo's eyebrows raised uncontrollably, "Have I completed the task?"

[Sushi, what are you talking about. 】

An Mo narrowed his eyes, feeling something was wrong.

If it was the past, the system would just keep talking when he came back here after finishing the mission.Now that he has stayed here for so long, he still speaks first before it replies.

And compared to usual, the current system...

More like a set of data without emotion.

An Mo simply ignored it, walking alone in the endless empty space.

There is a piece of data beside him, or to be precise, it should be two pieces.It's as if a large string of data is drawn across two transparent walls, staggering up and down and sliding repeatedly.

There is also no view at the end, the sky and catkin-like clouds are the only colors An Mo can see.

Soon, he was attracted by the data on the wall.

Restraining himself to stop, he turned sideways and stared at the data rolling on the strong wall, a string of letters mixed with numbers, or turned upside down, in short, he couldn't understand it, and there was no regularity.

It's boring to continue walking, and it's even more boring to stare at these incomprehensible letters and numbers. An Mo blinked and decided to have a good talk with the system.

"What is the background of our next world?"

As before, An Mo asked about the background of the mission world in advance, but this time he got a different answer than before.

[It's a very, very scary world, with zombies! 】

An Mo's face was full of question marks: "What did you say?" Didn't he just finish this task?

[Zombies, doomsday.And this time you will be weak. 】

"...Leg disease?"

【how do you know! 】

An Mo fell silent

This is obviously different from the situation in his impression.

Now... is he back in the past?

He remembered that he had already entered the apocalypse and lived a difficult life in the apocalypse for a period of time, how did he turn around and become before entering the mission world?

Just when An Mo was about to say something, the scenery in front of him suddenly swirled, as if being sucked into the vortex of a black hole.

The world was spinning, and An Mo couldn't stand still several times, and as the outline of the vortex became bigger and bigger, he also realized that this force was about to swallow him up.

The platform under his feet broke suddenly, An Mo's eyes widened, and before he could make a sound, the impact of the fall made his eyes go dark, and all his voices were blocked in his throat, unable to make a sound.

【Sushi! 】

The sound of the system came, one by one, getting smaller and smaller.

Instead, there was a restrained and suppressed call.

"street."

"Wake up..."

"She gave birth."

An Mo opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the man in front of him in shock.

Xin Lang squatted beside the bed, looking calmly at the young man who was sleeping just a second ago. Seeing the panic in his eyes, Xin Lang frowned, sat on the edge of the bed instead, and put An Mo's slightly slender The body is hugged in my arms.

The man's palm landed on An Mo's back, touching and soothing in a clumsy manner.

An Mo rested in Xin Lang's arms for a while, and said, "I had a dream."

"Nightmare?"

"It's not a nightmare." An Mo denied.

The feeling of falling from a height is too real, even if it is fear, this dream is not a nightmare in general.

Silence enveloped the two of them, and after an unknown amount of time, An Mo suddenly pushed Xin Lang away, his eyes widened, and asked, "What did you just say?"

Xin Lang was silent for a few seconds, "She gave birth."

Only then did An Mo realize that he was waiting outside the soundproof room before going to bed, but now he came back to their room and was still lying on the bed!

"How long have I been asleep?" He hurriedly got out of bed, and simply tidied up his appearance.

As soon as he touched the ground, there was a tingling pain from the soles of his feet. An Mo hissed and reached out to tap his calf lightly.

"Several hours." Xin Lang squatted down, put his legs on his knees, and then replaced his hands, gently rubbing the muscles of his calves, "There is no rush."

"Why are you not in a hurry, sister Yue should very much hope that we are there." He said, looking at the wheelchair beside him, "Hurry up, I will go there in a wheelchair."

As soon as I came to the hall, I saw Dr. He coming from the direction of the soundproof room with a happy face.

Seeing this, An Mo felt relieved even though he hadn't inquired about Sister Yue and the child.

From a distance, He Xu also saw them, walked over in two or three steps and said, "Mother and child are safe, a very healthy little boy."

An Mo smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl, as long as it's healthy."

"Yeah, it's very healthy, and it's heavy enough, it doesn't look like it's not nutritious at all. Maybe it's because his mother is too strong."

Hearing this, An Mo agreed affirmatively.

Entering the temporary delivery room that had already been packed, An Mo softened her brows and eyes, and even slowed down a little when she saw Miss Yue holding the baby in her arms, although her face was pale.

When Miss Yue saw him, her smile deepened, "He...is a little boy."

His voice was hoarse, but he talked to An Mo about the child with a smile, which showed that his mental state was still good.

"I heard what Dr. He said."

Sister Yue lowered her head, her eyes were full of children, "I thought it was a girl. There are many sayings in our hometown that you can tell a man from a man by whether his belly is sharp or not. When I was pregnant with him, I observed it consciously or unconsciously. After a while, no matter how you look at it, it should be a girl..."

"Boys and girls are the same." An Mo said softly, "It's just that you have to work hard."

Being a mother is always the hardest, not to mention the current environment.

"I haven't given a name yet." Sister Yue suddenly said to An Mo, her gaze also passed over Xin Lang, "Would you like one?"

"That's great, you should do it." An Mo shook his head and said, "His name can carry the best memories between you and his father."

Miss Yue lowered her head, and when she raised her head again, her eyes were red and tears were streaming down her cheeks.

"Let me think about it." She said, "Then you guys should give me a nickname first, I don't have any ideas."

An Mo moved closer and looked at the child's small nose and small eyes. The smile on his face was so gentle that water dripped out.

"Call it Zhuang Zhuang." An Mo smiled a little embarrassedly: "I believe in what the old man said. The more down-to-earth the name you choose, the easier it is to support him. I hope he will be stronger, healthy and free from worries in the future. .”

"Very good." Miss Yue nodded the child's nose and said, "You have a nickname, Zhuangzhuang."

After chatting with Sister Yue for a while, An Mo didn't want to disturb her rest, so she went out with Xin Lang.

It was early in the morning, and there was a long queue at the breakfast place. An Mo saw Si Ang and the others in the crowd.

They were leaving today, and An Mo felt the need to say hello.

Taking breakfast by the way, An Mo and Xin Lang naturally lined up at the back of their line.

In front of him was the brawny man who spoke out loud yesterday.

As soon as the strong man saw him, he bared his teeth and smiled, and asked casually, "Congratulations."

An Mo: "...what?"

"Didn't your wife give birth last night?"

An Mo:? ? ?

Xin Lang: ...

The author has something to say: Xin Lang: ... I will not give birth.

An Mo: Just stop talking at this time, okay?

Men and women are equal, and the gender of the child can be set at will!It probably fits the nickname Zhuang Zhuang (狗头)