poor road [end times]

At the beginning of June, thunder and lightning struck the city with dark clouds.

It was only past two o'clock in the afternoon, but the sky was so dark that it seemed that dusk was approaching.

Not quite the same as dusk.

At this time, the sky is oppressive and cloudy black and yellow, because the yellow sand from nowhere swept the city, the sun tried its best to break through the thick clouds and the dust flying all over the sky, but even a ray of light could not penetrate .The only thing that can break through the sky is the giant lightning that suddenly descends on the earth, from the sky to the top of the towering building, it is magnificent and shocking.

Not long after, there was pouring rain pouring down, hitting the windows and the grass and trees outside the house, and the crackling sound was like a quarrel, noisy and noisy.

Thinking of arguing...

Yang Yiqin, who was writing a work report, stopped what he was doing.

Suddenly it rained so heavily, and the weather forecast in the morning was not predictable. I don't know if Feng Lin, that reckless guy, remembered to bring an umbrella when he rushed out in a huff.

[-]% didn't bring it.

Fortunately, Feng Lin went out early, so he didn't catch up with the sudden change in the weather.The other party should be working in his own studio now, and there may be a spare umbrella in the studio.

Yang Yiqin stood up and turned on the lights in the house.

He stood by the window, looked at the pouring rain outside the window, frowned at the gray and gloomy sky outside, and lost his mind for a while.It's not that Beijing has never experienced such weather, but the country has been paying attention to environmental governance in recent years, and sandstorms of this level have rarely occurred.

Coupled with the fact that the weather forecast clearly stated that today would be sunny, he always felt a little indescribably dull.

After thinking for a while, Yang Yiqin tore open his neckline irritably, took out his cell phone and sent Feng Lin a message, asking about the other party's current situation.But after a long time, the message was still not sent successfully, only the small circle in front kept turning, which made people gradually upset.

Out of internet?

He disconnected the wireless network, and then found that the traffic network showed no signal, and he couldn't even send a WeChat message.This situation only occurs when taking a certain section of the subway.

It should be the poor signal caused by extreme weather, and it will return to normal when the weather improves.

Yang Yiqin didn't find a solution. The wind and rain outside the villa made the visibility extremely low, so it was really not suitable to go out.So he had to sit back and continue to concentrate on writing the report to avoid the boss's urging.

Generally, the weather like today will not last long.

Yang Yiqin thought differently.

But another hour passed, and the weather still didn't improve. The whole city was still shrouded in sand, and the torrential rain was getting bigger and bigger.The sky was as dark as night, but not as transparent as night. From time to time, there were streaks of lightning splitting the dark sky, which was full of oppression.

...like the end of the world.

Yang Yiqin glanced at his phone again, but there was still no signal.

Influenced by Father Yang and Grandpa, he has always been a person with a sense of crisis. At first, he was just a little puzzled about today's abnormal weather phenomenon, but now the depression in his heart is getting heavier and heavier, and he always feels that there is nothing to do.In fact, there was a small-scale sandstorm a week ago, but soon the news came out, and it did not have any impact on the citizens of Beishi. Later, the Meteorological Bureau observed that almost half of the cities in Huaguo had sandstorms.

Then, as it is now, there was no advance warning before the dust swept through.

Because there was no internet, Yang Yiqin had no way of knowing which cities were covered by the torrential rain, and whether the area was as wide as it was a week ago.But what is certain is that rainfall like this is very likely to cause mudslides and flash floods, and people will be affected by it.

Even the neighborhood he was in, if it wasn't for the high terrain, might have been flooded by now.

Although Beishi's municipal drainage system is well constructed, the displacement is calculated based on local rainfall conditions and discharge standards. This kind of extreme rainfall weather, which has been rare in decades, will not be taken into account.If the rain falls according to this trend, the roads will flood sooner or later, and the old residential areas and subway stations in the city may already be flooded.

If you guessed correctly, in the past hour or so, countless people must have turned on their mobile phones to record videos and take pictures, and then shared this rare and shocking weather on social platforms.It's a pity that he can't connect to the Internet, and there is no radio in this house, so there is no way to get other specific information.

Heavy rainfall may also cause water and power cuts. In order to avoid the situation of being unable to wash and communicate with the outside world, Yang Yiqin found out the only power bank at home, charged it together with electronic devices, and then found out the basin and The bucket was cleaned, enough drinking water was taken, and part of it was boiled and kept in the pot.

After doing all this, he still couldn't contact Feng Lin.

The rain was a little lighter, but it was also more violent than usual, and there was no one on the streets of the community.Even though the wind and rain outside the house was loud and not calm, the dim sky still gave people a feeling of deathly silence.

Yang Yiqin's high-end villa is not where he and Feng Lin usually live, but a graduation gift that Feng Lin's father gave him in advance.Although the relationship between Feng Lin and his father is not very good, but in his own words, the left and right old men want him to take care of them when they are old, and the real estate certificate should be accepted generously, not to mention that there is no old man in a villa in the outer suburbs It costs a lot to keep a mistress.

The villa is located in the suburbs of Beishi, a little far from the subway station and bus station. Because it is a new house, there are no daily necessities in the room, and there is nothing in the refrigerator except a few bottles of drinking water.

Feng Lin is about to graduate from university, and the studio is also on the right track. The two came here last night to celebrate, so the only food in the room is the fruit and biscuits that he and Feng Lin bought before they came last night.

Speaking of which, he and Feng Lin would "quarrel" because of the studio.

Schools now encourage college students to start their own businesses. Feng Li has been thinking about ways to start a business since his freshman year. In his sophomore year, he recruited people to join him and founded the current smart technology studio.

Yang Yiqin probably knows a little about the situation in Feng Lin's family. He has some contacts. Although he can't say it's an exaggerated family background, he knows a lot of important figures in business and politics in Beishi.Although Feng Lin's relationship with his family is average, but his connections are still there, and it's easier to raise investment and the like.

When I was a senior, the studio made good progress, and the research results were published in the newspapers. The news was praised by the mainstream media. During the publicity interview, Feng Lin, a young and promising boss, happened to be photographed.

Then suddenly the studio exploded.

The reason for the explosion was not only because of the successful start-ups of a few college students, but also because of Feng Lin's handsome appearance and background.

Today's Internet environment is so strange.

After that, many media and Internet celebrities wanted to take advantage of the popularity this time, and tried their best to find the location of Feng Lin's school and studio, but they were all stopped.

Until last week, Feng Lin's studio accepted an invitation to a party. Considering the possibility of attracting industry resources and investment, he went to the party in a decent suit.His enthusiasm has not subsided, coupled with everyone's speculation about his background, many people in the party are eager to talk to him.When the banquet was about to end, a very fuzzy starlet took a distance and asked someone to snap a photo that looked very intimate, and it successfully made it to the hot searches this morning.

Opening his eyes in the morning, Feng Lin hugged and kissed Yang Yiqin sticky, took out his phone in a daze, and saw his name appeared in the notification.

He clicked in immediately, and after finding the borrowed photo, he thought carefully about whether he had seen the little star last night.After thinking about it, I don't have a clue. I guess the other party didn't dare to let him find out when he was talking about the heat. After all, he is tall, and he always frowns and doesn't smile when he is interviewed, as if he is about to violently beat someone at any time. , very oppressive, looks very difficult to mess with.

From this point of view, it was not a waste of time to do so many things to grow taller.

Immediately, Feng Lin thought of something and handed the phone to Yang Yiqin.

Yang Yiqin didn't know why, so he took the phone and clicked on the hot search, and saw the content of the gossip at a glance.

At that time, they hadn't gotten up yet, and the two big men were lying on the small double bed, which seemed a bit crowded.Feng Lin likes to wrap his arms around Yang Yiqin's waist like a koala. Even if he is 1.9 meters tall, he still has to shrink himself up and bury him in the other's neck.

At that moment, he stood up and looked at Yang Yiqin expectantly with twinkling eyes.

Yang Yiqin: "..."

Feng Lin: "..."

Yang Yiqin: "Is there any question?"

Feng Lin: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Yang Yiqin looked at him for a moment, and said calmly, "I believe in you."

Feng Lin: "...and then?"

Yang Yiqin pushed away the tall and burly Feng Lin, leaned over to pick up his pants, and put them on slowly: "Then get up and wash up, I have to write a report later."

Feng Lin frowned, grabbed Yang Yiqin who was still holding his upper body, pressed him on the soft bed, turned over and pressed him down, bit his lower lip bitterly, then pinched his waist tightly and delicately. muscles, and asked in a muffled voice, "Aren't you jealous?"

Because it was a little itchy, Yang Yiqin couldn't help but dodge for a while, and then punched the other party's shoulder angrily: "I said I believe you. Get out of the way, sink to death."

Who knew that Feng Lin was even more angry: "You only care about whether you are sinking or not, and you don't care about my feelings at all. Do you not love me anymore, and you don't feel new about me?"

"What kind of nerves did you get in the morning? Did you take the wrong medicine again?" Yang Yiqin stretched out his hand and pulled his face, "Brother, I really have to write a report. Remove your body, okay?"

Hearing this, Feng Lin leaned over and pressed Yang Yiqin down, and kissed him deeply.

Yang Yiqin pushed twice, but didn't push him away, thinking that this guy must be secretly exercising behind his back again.Therefore, he simply wrapped his arms around the other's neck, and obediently opened his mouth to accept the kiss.

After the kiss, Feng Lin stood up.

He rubbed the corner of Yang Yiqin's lips, and asked again without giving up: "... Are you really not jealous?"

Yang Yiqin: "..."

Why is it not over yet.

We've been together for two or three years, how can we put so much effort into eating such unreasonable vinegar.

Yang Yiqin looked at him without speaking.

Then--

Then Feng Lin went out to work in a fit of anger.

Didn't eat breakfast.

It is estimated that the other party is still sulking now, and they are so naive even after graduating from college.

"pat-"

A crisp sound interrupted Yang Yiqin's memory.

He followed the sound and found that a wet sparrow fell to death very abruptly on the glass on the first floor of his house.