Every world I die young

Mo Yinglan turned her head, her tone was worried: "Wu Jie, what's wrong with you."

Wu Jie turned his head in reaction, "Yan Da...cough cough cough, Yan, Yan Cheng, you're here too."

Wu Jie bent down, and coughed violently and deliberately in his throat. Mo Yinglan knew that what he wanted to call was "Lord Yan", and he did so in a sudden reaction.

But he couldn't show it, so Mo Yinglan tilted her head and blinked in doubt, "Huh? What's the big deal? Old Jie, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Yinglan's tone was a little frivolous, with the unique vigor of a young man, inexplicably calming Wu Jie's flustered heart.

Wu Jie took a deep breath, turned his head solemnly and said to Wang Jianxiao, in an anxious tone: "Brother Xiao, listen to me first, at noon on Monday next week, blood will rain from the sky, and the sun will disappear for a while. And then there will be the end of the world, when more than [-]% of the people in the world will die, and most of the dead people are not because they have not survived the mutation, but because they were bitten by zombies or infected with viruses..."

"Pfft-"

Wu Jie's hurried voice stopped abruptly, and Jiang Banyun on the upper bunk couldn't help laughing out loud, "Old Jie, how many times have you read this novel about the end of the world? Are you stunned? How is it possible? The end of the world? Hahaha... How come I didn't find you so humorous, Lao Jie?"

Wu Jie's brow was covered with sweat, and he was about to speak when Mo Yinglan said, "Okay, Lao Jie, you look terrified. Are you having a nightmare? Why don't you take it easy first?" Bar."

"Oh, good." Wu Jie subconsciously planned to do what Mo Yinglan said, but he was surprised to find that he was actually trying to relax himself. The tension in his heartstrings that had been tense since he came back was suddenly loosened by this episode. When Wu Jie reacted, he realized that his heart had miraculously calmed down.

Turning his head and looking, Mo Yinglan's smiling eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and Wu Jie suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had found a backing and a pillar, and the spirit he was holding on to suddenly weakened.

Mo Yinglan said softly: "You are tired, take a rest."

It's not a question or a rhetorical question, but an affirmative sentence with a firm tone.

Wu Jie blinked helplessly, am I tired?Maybe it is, since he was reborn and came back, he has been trembling and trembling for so long, as if he was facing an abyss, but this morning he still faintly found blood stains in the air.

Wu Jie was desperate immediately, he ran from the hotel back to the dormitory in a daze, forgot about the taxi for a while, and just crossed half of Q City with his two legs.

It wasn't until his legs seemed to be filled with lead and he was about to rush to the vicinity of the campus that Wu Jie suddenly realized that he could still call a taxi now.

It's just that he doesn't even have sufficient resources here, and everything around him is like a beautiful fantasy, and he has to face all the exposed realities. At most, he has more experience and memory than others , and also very unpleasant.

He was full of wishful thinking, and the moment he saw the mist of blood in the air, his fantasy was shattered.

Wu Jie's eyes were dazed, and his head was also shaking. Wang Jianxiao looked at it, and with a smile, he hugged half of his body and helped him to his bed. As soon as Wu Jie touched the bed, his eyes closed immediately. Wang Jianxiao thought he was pretending to be asleep, but when he tried to call Wu Jie, Wu Jie didn't respond, it seemed that he was really asleep.

Mo Yinglan said: "Old Jie seems to be too tired to talk nonsense. Stop calling him and let him have a good rest. I don't know what he did to make himself so miserable."

"okay."