How to survive in the wasteland of human cubs

Yan Bubu squatted under the table, surrounded by darkness.He still cried for help at first, but after a long time, he became less afraid, and even felt bored, scratching the table leg next to his feet.

When there was a sudden movement outside and the light shone into the cramped space, he narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, and saw a thin figure against the light.

"Yan Bubu, come out." The clear and hoarse voice sounded, and the figure stretched out his hand to him.

After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Yan Bubu's eyes shone brightly, and he whispered, "Master."

He was carried out, hugged Feng Chen's neck tightly, and buried his face on his shoulder.

Just as Feng Chen retreated with the person in his arms, there was another aftershock, and the wooden table where Yan Bubu had just hidden was crushed by stones.

Feng Chen freed his hand to pinch Yan Bubu's shoulder: "Does it hurt?"

Yan Bubu sniffed and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

The curly hair on his head swayed with this movement, softly brushing against Feng Chen's neck.

Feng Chen pinched his arms and thighs respectively, and pressed his lower abdomen and chest a few times.

"Does it hurt here?"

"No pain."

Feng Chen put him down, and Yan Bubu held him by the corner of his clothes, looking around blankly.

The villa was in ruins, everything was beyond recognition, Yan Bubu asked in panic, "Master, where are we now?"

Feng Chen said hoarsely: "We are still at home, but there was an earthquake and the house has collapsed."

Yan Bubu was startled at first, then became nervous: "What about my mother?"

Feng Chen pursed his lips and said nothing, just raised the back of his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Yan Bubu tugged at the corner of his clothes and begged: "Master, I want my mother."

There was no response, Yan Bubu gradually raised his voice, grabbed Feng Chen's clothes, and shook him from side to side.

"I want my mother, young master, I want my mother, where is my mother?"

Feng Chen finally said: "I didn't see your mother, maybe she went to other places."

Yan Bubu asked stubbornly: "Mom started going to the main building, why did she go to other places?"

Feng Chen's complexion was a little bad.

He walked back from the airport. After walking for several hours, he didn't even bother to drink a sip of water. His throat was so dry that the upper and lower walls stuck together.My head was also dizzy, my hands and feet were weak, and I thought I was starting to have a low fever again.

He found the ruins of the main building first, saw the bodies of Amei and the others, and also found the cipher box hidden by his father in the collapsed secret room.

Then I found Yan Bubu in the maid's room.

In just a few hours, his whole world has been turned upside down, and the fear in his heart is no less than that of Yan Bubu.It's just that he is restrained by nature, so he forcibly suppressed those emotions.

Yan Bubu's questioning made him unable to resist, and he didn't know how to answer, so he could only say upsetly: "I haven't seen your mother."

Yan Bubu turned to the main building, staring fixedly at the pile of ruins, as if he understood something, his eyes were filled with tears.

"Yan Bubu—"

Yan Bubu broke free from Feng Chen's grasp, quickly climbed up the ruins, and pushed the longest pillar.

He kicked hard, wrinkled his face covered with gray marks, and his small neck was also bulging with blue veins.

Feng Chen stood there watching, until the aftershock struck again, then he rushed to the ruins, picked him up without any explanation, hugged him in his arms and ran down the pile of stones.

"I want to save my mother! Let me go, I want to save my mother!"

Yan Bubu struggled in his arms, howled loudly, flapped his legs and slid to the ground, like a slippery fish.

His strength was unprecedentedly strong at this moment, Feng Chen couldn't control him, seeing that the cement board next to him was sinking, he pinched him under his arm and rushed down in embarrassment.

After reaching a safe level ground, Feng Chen let go of his hand and threw Yan Bubu on the ground.After Yan Bubu rolled half a circle on the ground, he got up and ran towards the ruins, but was grabbed by the back collar by Feng Chen.

Yan Bubu couldn't break free, turned around to break Feng Chen's fingers: "Let me go, let me go."

"Yan Bubu, calm down." Feng Chen grabbed his collar and pulled it back, making him look up at him.

"You can't save your mother, and I can't save her. No one in the world can save her. There is no other way. Do you understand?"

Yan Bubu didn't understand.

"No, I want to save, I want to save my mother."

Feng Chen pressed his head to his chest, gasped and said hoarsely: "Yan Bubu, stop making trouble, I just saw your mother, she is already dead."

As if the still button had been pressed, Yan Bubu stopped all his movements instantly.

Feng Chen tentatively let go, and he staggered two steps back, gasping in pain with his mouth wide open as if he couldn't breathe.

The two just stood facing each other, and no one cared about the muffled sound of rolling deep underground from time to time.

Feng Chen licked his dry lips, his gaze swept into the distance, his expression suddenly changed, he dragged Yan Bubu's arm and walked out of the courtyard.

Yan Bubu followed staggeringly, and was pushed into the fake cave in the small garden outside the courtyard by Feng Chen, and he followed into it.

"Master—"

"Do not talk."

Feng Chen shouted sharply and interrupted him.

Footsteps sounded, and at least a dozen people passed by the rockery.Feng Chen looked out from the gap, and could only see the cold gun handles on their waists.

"Look quickly, dig three feet into the ground and find the box. The security guard said his son just came back, so we have to find him too."

"Yes."

As soon as the strange man finished speaking, there was the sound of the machine starting up in the villa, as well as the sound of cement bricks being overturned.

The rockery cave was very narrow, and the two of them clung to each other without speaking. Following waves of aftershocks, the rockery, which was already full of cracks, rustled down and dropped sand and stones.

"Captain, several corpses were found, what should we do?"

Feng Chen noticed that Yan Bubu's body in his arms suddenly became stiff, and quickly put his hand on his shoulder, signaling him to keep quiet.

A strange man's voice sounded: "Corpse... the dead are the most important, so bury them on the spot."

"Yes."

"and many more!"

After a moment of silence, the captain continued: "No, two boys are missing."

When Feng Chen heard this, taking advantage of no one's attention, he dragged Yan Bubu out of the rockery, hid in those crooked tree trunks, and walked forward.

The sun was about to set, and the two of them were not big, hidden in the shadow of mottled trees, and soon left the villa.

Yan Bubu kept turning his head, Feng Chen said in a low voice, "Don't look, hurry up, they will come here soon."

The air is filled with a strong smell of dust and mud, and the setting sun penetrates the thick gray soil, illuminating the devastated land bleakly.The entire villa area was dead silent, the driveway was crooked, there were vertical and horizontal cracks on the road, and some trees fell horizontally.

Yan Bubu held Feng Chen tightly and followed step by step. Feng Chen would occasionally remind him to pay attention to his feet, and when he encountered a wide crack, he would hold him under his arm and carry him over.

Instead of going through the gate of the villa, they climbed over the collapsed iron fence and entered a forest.After stumbling inside for a while, I went down the mountain along the path.

At the foot of the mountain, Feng Chen knew it was safe, so he stopped: "Sit down and rest for a while."

The two randomly picked a big rock and sat down, Feng Chen took out a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap and handed it to Yan Bubu.

Yan Bubu didn't answer, his shoulders began to shrug and he let out intermittent sobs.

Feng Chen withdrew his hand and lowered his head to drink water.

Yan Bubu slid down the stone, curled up and lay on his side, his face pressed against the cold ground.

"Yan Bubu." Feng Chen called him.

Yan Bubu's long eyelashes trembled, he closed his eyes, and whimpered in his throat, like the mournful cry of a wounded little animal.

Feng Chen looked at him silently for a moment, then suddenly got up and walked down the mountain.

Yan Bubu finally opened his eyes when he heard the movement, and looked at Feng Chen's striding back with tears in his eyes.

The young man's tall and straight back was still a bit thin, and he quickly disappeared at the bend of the road.

Yan Bubu stared at him without blinking, making sure that he would not appear again, and then lay down again.

But within a few seconds, the tears flowed from the eyes more violently, dripped down the dirty bridge of the nose and forehead, and spread down.

The crying became louder and began to become heart-piercing, mixed with the ambiguous mother.

He just opened his mouth wide, picking a small piece of brick in his hand, tears and saliva dripped into the rough brick under his face.

After crying for a while, he suddenly raised his head to look at the corner of the road, and then fell down in disappointment.

After a long time, the crying gradually subsided, and the surroundings also became quiet.

It was a different kind of quiet than usual, with no chirping of insects or birds, nor the faint honking of TVs and car horns.The death-like silence, like time and space are frozen together, can't feel the slightest flow.

Yan Bubu sat up, looked around with red and swollen eyes.

The sun had already set, and the last ray of light was about to disappear, and there was no light in the distance.I don't know where there was a dog barking, with a long sound, mournful and mournful, like a wolf howling.

The sadness in Yan Bubu's heart had been driven away by panic, and he turned his head vigilantly to look left and right.

"Master, Master." With a hoarse voice, he yelled in the direction of the road twice.

No response was received, Yan Bubu sat there in a daze.

He regretted it, regretted not following the young master.At this time, he felt that he was the only one left in the world, full of panic and despair.

Now the only thing he can rely on is the young master, and as long as he can remember, he knows that when he grows up, he will serve the young master and follow him for the rest of his life.

Mother is gone, if the young master doesn't want him, what should he do?Who will he serve in the future?

Yan Bubu got up quickly and ran forward quickly.

He was full of panic, thinking of chasing the young master and letting him take him away, wherever he wanted.

Just don't leave him behind.

He didn't pay attention to his feet, fell with a thud, and didn't cry out in pain. He rolled over on the ground, got up quickly and continued to run.

As soon as he reached the corner where Feng Chen disappeared, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Under the only remaining ray of sky, someone was sitting on a rock, with long legs half-stretched and half-bent, hands resting on his knees, eyes slightly closed.

The profile of his face was sunk in the shadows, he seemed to be thinking, or just fell asleep, his eyelashes drooped, trembling indistinctly.

Yan Bubu's eyes were hot, and he felt not only the joy of regaining what was lost, but also an inexplicable grievance and sorrow in his heart.

"Master." He raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes, calling cautiously.

Feng Chen didn't reply, but Yan Bubu saw him turn his head towards him.

Yan Bubu moved over step by step, knelt down in front of him, gently grabbed the corner of his clothes, and then slowly tightened it.

Tight as if afraid that he would run away suddenly.

Yan Bubu's eyes shone brightly in the dark night, like a puppy that had been abandoned and finally found its owner. It was extremely cautious, but it couldn't hide its enthusiasm and called out: "Master."