16 years

Liu Ruosong had a dream.

He was walking in an extremely long corridor, and the left and right sides were separated by tempered glass aseptic areas. People in white coats and protective clothing were busy behind the glass curtain wall, and the entire biochemical building was silent.

In some compartments, mutated zombies were kept. Most of them wore soft rubber mouthpieces, were tied to the medical table, and locked with thick iron chains.The wires for extracting data fell from them to the ground and merged into a bunch, and data pop-up windows popped up on the supervisor's desk next to them.

Liu Ruosong was wearing a white coat, and the name tag hanging around his neck was facing down and covered a little below his chest, which fluctuated with his walking movements.

He looked very tired, his eyes were empty and helpless, and his whole body exuded a hopeless and decadent aura,

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, and Liu Ruosong felt a little dazed—he seemed to be able to distinguish that he was in a dream, but from time to time, he would have some kind of mysterious sense of substitution, always feeling that this was what should happen in reality.

He walked through most of the corridor, and finally stopped at the door of a room blocked by cloth curtains.Through the gaps in the curtains, one could vaguely see someone busy in the room. Liu Ruosong wanted to knock on the door, but he hesitated for a while with his raised hand, and finally put it down.

The people inside the door didn't realize he was outside, Liu Ruosong took a step back, and was about to go back the same way, when he saw a man with a strange face appeared at the end of the corridor.

Liu Ruosong soon realized that he was looking for him.

He poked his head in the corridor for a while, and when his eyes fell on Liu Ruosong, he became more nervous.

"Liugong."

Liu Ruosong heard him calling himself that.

Liu Ruosong was confused, but the "self" in the corridor had already made a silent gesture to the man, signaling him to go out and talk.

"Here is the logistics schedule for this month." The man handed a folder to Liu Ruosong: "Look at it, and sign it if there is no problem."

Liu Ruosong nodded, and turned directly to the last page. When he was about to sign for routine, his eyes suddenly fell into the total number of the last line.

"Why so many?" Liu Ruosong asked.

"Colonel Fu's part is allocated to you as usual." The man said.

Liu Ruosong nodded, signed his name casually, and then asked, "Why are there so many this time? Did he discover some meritorious items?"

He asked casually, but he didn't expect to stop the man from asking. The man's eyes wandered for a moment, but he didn't dare to look directly at Liu Ruosong.

Liu Ruosong frowned sharply, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There are additional items here." The man gritted his teeth, and said falteringly, "It's Colonel Fu's caress—"

Before the man could finish speaking, the dream suddenly shattered, like a glass wall that was smashed by an external force, falling apart in an instant.

Liu Ruosong suddenly woke up from his sleep, his chest heaved violently, his eyes were frighteningly empty.

Fu Yan was feigning sleep on the bedside table next to him, when he saw this, he pressed the hand he was shaking with, and asked what was wrong.

"I'm having a nightmare." Liu Ruosong regained his composure, sat up covering his head, and said vaguely, "I was scared to death."

Fu Yan stroked his sweaty forehead and asked, "What did you dream about?"

"Forgot." Liu Ruosong frowned, and said doubtfully, "I just thought it was not a good thing... It's strange, I still had a vague memory when I just woke up, but I've completely forgotten it now."

Liu Ruosong said and pressed his temples, he has always been like this recently, having random strange dreams for no reason, but he just forgets them after they are done, and he can't remember them at all.

"It's okay." Fu Yan said, "I'm here."

As he spoke, he bent slightly, gave Liu Ruosong a comforting and gentle kiss, and then pressed his forehead against his.

"Go take a shower, and then drink a bowl of hot soup, it will probably be much better." Fu Yan said.

It was only then that Liu Ruosong discovered that Fu Yan had changed into a light T-shirt at some point. He had taken a shower, and his body was covered with fresh moisture. , tightly attached to his shoulders.

"... Is there water?" Liu Ruosong asked.

Fu Yan hummed, pulled him up from the recliner, and said, "Unfortunately, there is no electricity, so I can only use cold water. Fortunately, it is summer, so I won't catch a cold."

No matter what, something is better than nothing, Liu Ruosong snorted, took the T-shirt Fu Yansai gave him, and went to the bathroom with fluttering steps.

He hastily took a battle shower, and when he came out, Fu Yan had already gone downstairs first, and was standing on the balcony of the living room looking out the window.

It was getting late now, and the city that had lost most of its power support was startlingly dark. Fu Yan stood in front of the window with one hand in his pocket, with a gloomy expression.

Looking at his back, Liu Ruosong suddenly had the illusion that he would melt into the darkness at any time.

He subconsciously walked a few steps, deliberately making a little movement.As expected, Fu Yan was startled by him, and turned to look at him.

"There is something to eat in the kitchen." Fu Yan said, "It is warmed with an alcohol stove."

"Don't worry." Liu Ruosong walked up to him, touched the back of his cold hand unobtrusively, and looked out with him a few times: "What are you thinking?"

"Thinking about the future, there are many people like Yang Fan in the whole country. It is impossible for them to hide in the supermarket forever. For them, the food they can get is not enough for them to live a lifetime with peace of mind." Fu Yan said: " If this matter is not resolved within five years, the world will be even more chaotic—even if the people outside can get out of the house and face the zombies, they will still face the problem of insufficient supplies."

"I remember that there are reserve depots in various military regions." Liu Ruosong said, "Tighten it up, maybe it can last for another year or two?"

"It's difficult." Fu Yan said in a low voice: "Distribution is a problem first, as the later, we can use fewer large precision instruments. Secondly, the distribution point is also a problem. If there are not enough people to maintain order, the whole city will be destroyed." If more people collect supplies at a few points, it is easy to cause riots.”

Most of what Liu Ruosong could think of was what they had tried in their previous life, but the facts proved that unless the virus was solved, it would be more difficult to find a balanced living state under the invasion of the virus in a short period of time than to solve the problem wholeheartedly.

"There must be a way before the car reaches the mountain." Liu Ruosong half-jokingly said, "Maybe when people are in a desperate situation, a miracle will suddenly appear to save all mankind - such as a falling meteor, or the birth of a savior accompanied by colorful clouds .”

Liu Ruosong had no intention of speaking, but the listener had intentions. Fu Yan glanced at him sideways, and suddenly asked: "If you go back to the past one day, what do you think it will be for?"

The same question, in the current situation, has changed from "looking for something to talk about" to a weak expectation for a hopeless future, so Liu Ruosong thought about it, and answered seriously.

"If one day I can go back to the past, it must be to save the people I want to save." Liu Ruosong said.

Fu Yan's eyes moved, and without saying anything, he reached out and touched his face.

Liu Ruosong looked at him gently, coughed lightly for a while, moved forward a small half step, pressed Fu Yan's shoulder, and pulled Fu Yan forward.

Fu Yanshun lowered his head obediently following his strength, and was about to ask what's the matter, when Liu Ruosong came up to him and pressed his lips lightly.

Liu Ruosong's kissing skills were obviously much better than Colonel Fu's. Fu Yan connivingly gave up the dominance and wrapped his arms around his waist.

They hadn't finished kissing when they heard a bang from across the living room.

Liu Ruosong subconsciously let go of Fu Yan, turned her head to look over, and saw He Tang slowly walking out of the shadows holding a small iron plate with dental towels on it, and gave them a dry laugh.

Liu Ruosong: "..."

Molesting their captain in front of the active team members, is there any help in this matter, wait online, urgent.

But it was obvious that He Tang had done more business than the two of them, and she found her position under Fu Yan's expression almost immediately, leaned against the wall and stood still, tightened the dental kit box that had just fallen on the ground and hid it Behind his back, he covered his eyes.

"I didn't see anything." He Tang said, "Ah—it's so dark, where are my anti-glare goggles."

Liu Ruosong: "..."

Fu Yan: "..."

Obviously, Major He Tang's poor acting skills did not win the trust of the remaining two audiences, Fu Yan said calmly, "He Tang."

He Tang was like a cat whose tail had been trampled on. He jumped three feet high and said in a blah voice, "Team Captain, please don't call me by my name, I'll disappear immediately—"

As she spoke, her footsteps were fast, she slipped close to the wall, and scurried into the second bedroom next to her like a fish swimming.

"...Is that He Feng's room?" Liu Ruosong asked belatedly: "They live together?"

Fu Yan hummed.

"Would it be inconvenient?" Liu Ruosong said, "She's a little girl... Otherwise, find out if there are any extra bedding, and go to the children's room to make a floor bed."

Fu Yan glanced at the closed door, and remembered something, and his expression became very subtle.

"It's okay, just don't worry about them." Fu Yan said, "There are too many toys in the children's room to clean up. It's better not to move too many things belonging to the owner."

In the second bedroom, He Feng hadn't rested yet. He was dressed very neatly. He was leaning on the head of the bed and wiping his gun with a little moonlight. Seeing He Tang rushing in in a hurry, he even raised his eyebrows.

"Is there a ghost chasing you?" He Feng asked.

"No, I accidentally ran into the captain and his family member Yuexia having a romantic relationship." He Tang said with lingering fear: "I almost got silenced because I knew too much."

He Feng laughed without hesitation.

He Tang rolled his eyes at him, pulled his slippers over, laid carelessly on the other half of the bed, and swept away half of the quilt.

"Tsk, what a grown-up." He Feng said, "You still sleep with your brother, are you ashamed?"

"Oh." He Tang was not frightened by him at all, turned over and sat up calmly, rolled up the quilt into a ball, and was about to get off the ground: "Then I'm going to sleep with the little rabbit, anyway, during the training camp, I also slept with them in a pit."

He Feng grabbed the corner of her quilt and said, "Sleep, sleep, don't worry about it. I won't save you if I run into a young couple talking about love after going out later."

Satisfied, He Tang obtained the steps, took advantage of the situation and threw his head back on the pillow, covering his head with the quilt.

"Young man." He Tang said in a low voice, "Don't speak harshly next time, and be careful that you won't get off the stage."

He Feng pulled the quilt off her head, snorted lightly, and said in distaste: "Just treat me."