After the good boy went crazy

The system was also shocked!

It stared at the cartoon without blinking. If it was in its own body now, its eyes might pop out.

This tablet is still new.

It was Han Yan who went to the top floor of the shopping mall to find it specially for the phantom festival.

Although it may be useless in a few days.

Because according to the development of this situation, there may be a nationwide disconnection of the Internet by then.But now there is still the Internet, so he found something for Huanji to pass the time.

Afraid that he would be bored and bored.

The fleet restarts.

Genji lay on his side in the small bed and watched the cartoon intently.

From time to time, I still hold the bottle and take a sip.

The system also watched with relish with Huan Ji, and while watching it, he talked about the plot with Huan Ji in a decent way.

Han Yan opened the glass of the car a little to let the air in.

Although the car was refitted by him and has a ventilation system, it is inevitable that he will be bored in the car all the time.

Mainly because the windows are also fitted with black screens.

Otherwise he won't open it.

After all, it would be very dangerous if a zombie sprang out of nowhere.

But now it's less of a worry.

At this moment, Han Yan's sleeve was suddenly ripped off by Xiao Xiao.

Han Yan turned to look at Huan Ji, and said, "What's wrong?"

Huan Ji pointed at the screen: "It's gone."

Han Yan took a look and found that the network was stuck, so he fiddled with it with one hand, exited and re-entered, and then Xiao Yangyang appeared on the screen again.

Seeing this, Huan Ji lay down on the small bed and continued to watch.

But after an hour and a half, Hanyan suddenly stretched out his hand and took the tablet out of the phantom sacrifice bed.

Huan Ji grabbed Han Yan's murderous hand with his two small hands.

"I've been watching it for almost two hours, take a break, it's not good for your eyes." Han Yan said to Huan Ji.

Huan Ji pursed his lips.

He still wants to keep watching.Not only him, but the system was also very angry. It said: [I haven't finished watching it yet!No charge!Host, grab the tablet back quickly! 】

But protesting is useless.

In the end, the tablet was ruthlessly taken away.

Huan Ji couldn't really play tricks like a child, so he could only hold the small bed listlessly and look outside.

Watched and fell asleep again.

Han Yan rubbed Huan Ji's head with one hand, and then pressed the button to close the window.

This time is definitely the longest road they have traveled.

And had to keep going.

Originally, they planned to find a village with few people and rest in the car for one night first, but they didn't expect that village to fall too, so they had to continue driving.

The tablet is dead.

Han Yan didn't charge Huan Ji's tablet.

Huan Ji didn't understand these things, at this moment he was poking the tablet with his little hand, trying to 'wake up' the tablet.But the screen of the tablet is still black, making Huan Ji's eyes even more disappointed.

In the end, he had no choice but to continue drinking his own milk powder.

But the powdered milk is also cold.

Huan Ji flicked the bottle to look at it, and after hesitating for a while, he grabbed the cot and tugged at Han Yan's sleeve.

Han Yan glanced at it and said, "Is it cold?"

Phantom Festival nodded.

Han Yan took it over and held the bottle with one hand for a while, and it didn't take long for the bottle to become hot again.

Genji caught the bottle that had become warm and continued to drink.

"Han Yan!" Tan Feng's voice suddenly came from the walkie-talkie.

"Say."

"We just saw a lot of cars reversing from the front and heading towards the county town on the right. It should be blocked in front. Should we also turn around and go to the county town first? Now the car gas is almost out, and we must add some gas."

"Well, let's do it like this."

So the direction of the convoy turned around and headed towards the county seat.

Fortunately, I was lucky, and I found a gas station in the middle!

It's just that the avenue is in front of this gas station, and the avenue is full of abandoned cars.So everyone can be said to be killing zombies while fueling the car.

Get in the car and run as soon as it's full.

So the convoy ran for several hours, and the drivers lost their energy.

Even Han Yan was a little tired.

Huan Ji looked at Han Yan who was pursing his thin lips, he could actually see that Han Yan was a little tired.Huanji subconsciously wanted to reach out his hand to wipe his sweat, but he hesitated for a while and took it back.

Don't mess with yourself.

Even if he reached over, he wouldn't be able to help, but he might think he was tossing.

What should I do if I accidentally bumped into it?

Thinking of this illusion, he lowered his eyes and poked the biscuit box silently.

Finally, they found a quieter path, and everyone stopped the car and turned off the lights, preparing to sleep in the car for the night.Because everyone is very tired.

But once the headlights were turned off, the surrounding area looked a little gloomy.

It was eerily quiet.

But no one can illuminate, for fear of attracting nearby zombies.

Huan Ji was still in his den, and somehow he became inexplicably dark.Huanji forcibly suppressed the uncontrollable panic when facing the darkness, and forced himself to sleep.

But the little body still couldn't help trembling slightly.

Even after so many lives, the phantom festival still cannot be changed.

At this moment, Huan Ji was lifted up suddenly, and before Huan Ji could react, he fell into a familiar and warm embrace.

Han Yan hugged Huan Ji and patted his back with his hands.

After Huan Ji felt the familiar aura, he instinctively reached out and hugged Han Yan.

"Can't sleep?" Han Yan lowered his head and asked.

Huan Ji pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I slept so much during the day, can't I fall asleep now?" Han Yan said in a low voice, holding Huan Ji in his arms.

Huan Ji closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.

Han Yan laughed lowly.

The subwoofer and the magnetic voice that is hoarse due to fatigue have a special charm, especially in this quiet and dark car, it sounds very moving.

Hanyan adjusted her posture.

He hugged the phantom sacrifice, and then spoke again.But it's not chatting, but telling stories to Huanji.

It's about some Grimm's fairy tales.

There are other stories too, like mermaids.

The system snorted softly when it heard this story, thinking that Huan Ji had already seen it!But because the male protagonist has ups and downs when telling the story, each pause in tone is just right.

Listening to his stories will be unconsciously attracted.

So even after watching it, the system couldn't help but listen to it along with Huan Ji.

only--

What's wrong with the plot of this story?

"In the end, the little mermaid brought back his beloved prince, and threw him into the sea with him, and we will be together forever." Han Yan narrated quietly.

The sound is very gentle and comfortable to listen to.

system:【? ? 】

Although he was a little dazed, but because Han Yan's tone didn't carry any other emotions, as if he was really just telling a story, the system only thought that the hero was telling another version.

After all, there are many versions of this story.

Huan Ji listened fascinated.

In the end, Huanji fell asleep unknowingly after listening to it.

Hanyan's voice was long and long, harmless, and gave people a sense of security.It's like lying on the grass in summer and listening to the sound of the organ.

Not only the phantom festival, but also the system couldn't help but fell asleep.

After seeing Huan Ji falling asleep, Han Yan slowly closed her eyes and leaned back on the chair.But the hand still patted Huan Ji from time to time, until Han Yan himself fell asleep.

Woke up the next day and the convoy continued on its way.

It's just that there are many places blocked now, and all of them are discarded waste cars.As a result, some of them have to turn around halfway through the road, so it is a waste of time.

After tossing for two or three days, everyone found a place.

This is a small city on the [-]th line.

But here is a small temporary shelter.Although the place is small and the city walls are relatively simple, they all have backaches after sleeping in the car for a few days, and they just want to take a quick rest.

Tan Feng took someone to negotiate first.

Said that they would like to live here temporarily for two or three days.

The caretaker of the temporary shelter agreed, but asked them for some food for the night's accommodation.

The team agreed.

After entering, they discovered that there were survivors from other places living here.

There are no houses here, all live in tents.

"New here! Do you want tents and sleeping bags? If you want, you can exchange them with food!" When Han Yan and the others entered, the manager of this small shelter asked.

A tent is a must, no one wants to sleep in the car anymore.

So they all changed.

Han Yan changed a tent and a sleeping bag.

He parked the car on the edge, and there was a big tree beside him.Although it seemed dangerous to be very close to the fence, Hanyan didn't like being so close to the crowd.

Han Yan carried Huan Ji out of the car.

The phantom festival finally came out.

He breathed the rare fresh air, and then sat on the small bench that Hanyan gave him.

Han Yan went to pitch a tent.

The tent is next to the car and can be left at any time.

After setting up the tent, Han Yan went into the car to get things out for dinner.

He originally wanted to continue cooking instant noodles, after all, instant noodles are the simplest.But after seeing Huan Ji's slightly haggard and wilted little face, he took other things.

"Little brother, can I exchange some food with you?" A haggard man in his 40s said to Hanyan.

He didn't get too close, he spoke from a distance.

For fear of causing Han Yan's misunderstanding.

Han Yan glanced at him and said, "What do you have?"

The middle-aged man took out five or six corns with some embarrassment, and then reluctantly said: "I only have these corns and some vegetables, little brother, you can give it to you, it doesn't need much, as long as it is edible cooked food! "

The middle-aged man is a nearby villager.

The other food they brought with them had been eaten long ago, and only these dishes were left.For example, corn and cabbage can be stored for a long time.

But these cannot be eaten raw.

These days they barely ate some raw cabbage.

Adults are easy to say, but how can the elderly and children stand it.

So when he saw Han Yan with a child, he hesitated for a while to try his luck.Because in his opinion, those with children may be easier to talk to.

He really can't help it.

Han Yan looked at the corn in his hand and said, "Is there anything else besides corn?"

"Do you think cabbage is okay?" The man asked carefully.

Hanyan's eyes moved.

He glanced at the phantom festival sitting on the bench and trying to light up the tablet, and said, "Yes."

The other party was ecstatic.

He didn't expect the young man to actually agree.

After all, corn and vegetables are troublesome to deal with, and the food that can be eaten immediately is the most precious.Things like ham, canned food, biscuits, etc.

Han Yan gave him three bags of instant noodles and a bag of ham.

Then I changed two cabbages and five corns.

Tan Feng felt that Han Yan must be crazy, so he walked over and reminded, "Han Yan, I know you are kind, but kindness is not acceptable in the last days. What is the use of these cabbage and raw corn?"

"Cook and eat." Han Yan said flatly.

"Cooking? Are you not tired?" Tan Feng's eyes widened.

After all, they have been driving for so long.

Han Yan didn't answer, and continued to busy with her own affairs.

Seeing this, Tan Feng didn't try to persuade him anymore, he just shook his head and went back to his tent after fulfilling his obligations as a friend.

But he was relieved for a long time.

Because kind people are best controlled, so he doesn't have to worry about Han Yan taking his power.

But in fact, he didn't know that Han Yan was not kind.

He really wanted to make some food for Huanji, because eating only snacks without staple food for a long time would make his stomach very uncomfortable.

Especially the phantom festival is still young.

Han Yan washed a cabbage and left half of it, and then took out the two large bags of supplies he found two days ago from the back seat.

At that time, everyone thought that Hanyan brought food.

But it's only half right.

Han Yan took out the chopping board and a small bag of noodles.

Then he took out disposable gloves and a hand-pulled vegetable grinder, tore open the cabbage and began to grind it.

Huan Ji looked at Han Yan curiously.

He didn't know what Hanyan was doing, he only knew that he was making food, and Hanyan often made him food like this a long time ago.

Thinking of this phantom sacrifice, he couldn't help but walk away.

And after Huan Ji came back to his senses, Han Yan had already done most of the work.

He was making dumplings for Huanji.

Han Yan finished making the dumplings and put them aside lightly. Just looking at his expression and eyes, it is absolutely impossible to tell that he is cooking.

[Oh my god, you are an angel, right? 】The system exclaimed enviously.

The phantom sacrifice paused.

He sat on the small bench and watched Han Yan quietly. Although his appearance had changed, his cooking movements and expression seemed to bring Huan Ji back to the past.

Han Yan only made ten dumplings.

In front of him was a bonfire, and on the bonfire was boiling water in a small pot.

Han Yan put the dumplings in and stirred them with a spoon.

When he was done, he took two of them out and put them in Huan Ji's small bowl, then mashed them with a small spoon, and let Huan Ji come over after they had cooled down a bit.

Phantom Festival came over.

Han Yan sat on a small stool and raised her hands to feed Huan Ji.

The dumplings are delicious, soft and warm in the stomach.

But what makes Huan Ji more touching is other places.

He remembered how Hanyan used to make meals for him back then, but he was coldly rejected by him.The scenes of the past combined with the present scene made Huan Ji feel an indescribable pain in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Han Yan sensed the strangeness of Huan Ji.

Huan Ji didn't speak.

He just went over suddenly and hugged Han Yan tightly.

Han Yan held Huan Ji's back with one hand, lowered his head and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Huan Ji clenched his hands tightly.

Han Yan couldn't ask, so she didn't ask again.He patted Huan Ji on the back comfortingly for a while, then wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand and put him on his lap, saying: "Eat first."

Huan Ji let out an 'hmm'.

Han Yan fed both dumplings to Huan Ji.

He touched Huan Ji's stomach, felt that he had almost eaten, so he didn't feed any more.

Hanyan is going to put the rest into the insulated lunch box.

Tomorrow I plan to feed it to Phantom Festival again.

He himself was going to rest after eating whatever he wanted.

But at this moment, a small hand held Han Yan.Immediately after, under Han Yan's suspicious eyes, Huan Ji took out a dumpling with a small spoon, and he handed it to Han Yan's lips, saying: "You eat."

Hanyan was startled slightly.

He watched the phantom festival for a long time, and finally there was a slight change in those perennially frozen eyes.And this change gradually expanded, causing waves of ripples.

Finally, Hanyan showed a faint smile.

Huan Ji had never seen Han Yan laughing like this.

Looks better than ever.

It seemed as if a ray of light broke the darkness and melted the winter ice and snow.Let Huan Ji involuntarily be attracted by him, and fall into those smiling bright eyes full of starlight.