Apocalyptic Rebirth

It is said that when a person dies, his life will be replayed in his mind like a revolving lantern, and it turns out that is true.

Yun Qiao stared blankly at the impenetrable dark sky covered by the canopy of trees, her hands were unconsciously gathering soft dead leaves, as if she was still on the soft bed at home, waiting for her brother to wake her up.

Countless clips during his lifetime were played back in his mind, and the last one was frozen when his father broke through Ni Song's assault on him, his shocked eyes, and his collapsed figure after a cerebral hemorrhage.

"Qiao Qiao, why is your head so hot? Didn't I tell you to turn on the air conditioner to cover yourself with a quilt. Come, take some medicine first."

This is... my brother's voice, so I'm really dead, what about dad?

"Jojo, come on, open your mouth, yes, swallow it."

Something got into my throat, is it Mengpo soup?No, I can't drink it.

"Cough cough...cough," Yun Qiao opened her eyes, I still have to take a look at Dad, I'm sorry Dad, I don't deserve to be your child.

"Take your medicine obediently. I'm on a business trip today, but no one is waiting for you. I'll go tell my uncle that you're sick, or you'll be beaten with a cane."

Brother looked so strange, Yun Qiao grabbed Feng Yi's pants and tried his best. The experience of walking in the end of the world for more than ten years gave him strong self-control and keen insight.

The lotus chandelier on the ceiling, the green bamboo relief on the wall, the spacious balcony, and two dead pots of flowers and plants. This is my bedroom, the bedroom I have seen countless times in my midnight dreams.

His eyes turned to the person he was holding, in a navy blue suit, upwards, the lips that were neither thin nor thick opened and closed quickly, a straight nose, and deep eyes that showed concern and anxiety, and further upwards, there were sword eyebrows that seemed to be carefully groomed .It is a little strange that there is no scar from the lip to the right ear, and the eyebrow on the left is also there, and there is no burnt baldness.

"That's all right, I'll let Aunt Li come up to take care of you, don't have any objections, who told you not to take care of yourself, well, I'm on a business trip, be good, I'll turn off the air conditioner, don't kick the quilt, it's hot Endure it too."

Yun Qiao didn't miss Feng Yi's words when observing her surroundings. Seeing that Feng Yi was about to leave, she tugged on his pants even harder and said in a hoarse voice, "You take care of me, don't leave Aunt Li, I feel bad."

When Yun Qiao had a fever, her tender white face became puffy, her wide-open eyes were misty, and some drops of water stained her curled eyelashes. She was no longer as serious as usual, and she looked extremely pitiful.

Feng Yi didn't want to leave the sick Yun Qiao at all. Aunt Li's carelessness couldn't take good care of him, and she didn't want to leave after hearing Yun Qiao say that he was uncomfortable. But if he postponed the trip because of taking care of Yun Qiao, uncle should teach Qiao Qiao a lesson Spoiled and spoiled, he is no longer like a man.

While Feng Yi was struggling, Yun Qiao groped by the pillow with the other hand, found it, pressed the power button, and the phone screen lit up.

Yun Qiao forcibly stabilized her trembling wrist and looked at it calmly. On September 2014, 9, the end is September 17, 2014—the first day of the new calendar year. I died in the 9th year of the new calendar year. Then, I am back.

Yun Qiao almost wept with joy, the hand that was holding Feng Yi's pants had a vein popping out, but no more abnormalities were revealed.

Feng Yiyuan was still hesitant, seeing Yun Qiao's dependence on him, he let go of the last bit of hesitation, and said repeatedly: "I'm not leaving, I'll stay with you, come, let go, I'll make you a bowl of ginger syrup."

Yun Qiao didn't let go, and looked at him with wet eyes, "You don't go."

Feng Yi's heart melted when he saw him. Only when he was sick, Qiao Qiao would rely on him like he did when he was a child, "Well, I won't go."

Only then did Yun Qiao let go of her hand, watched Feng Yi walk to the door, turned around, and went downstairs.

When there was only her in the bedroom, Yun Qiao's eyes were filled with a ferocious chill. She closed her eyes, buried her head in the quilt, and masochistically recalled what happened after the end of the world bit by bit.

On the evening of September 2014, 9, there was a global earthquake. The foundation of the small villa at home was solid, but it survived. In the following fifteen days, the sun did not appear again, the earth fell into darkness, dangerous animals and plants invaded, and the weather changed every moment. It was cold for a moment.

When the end came, my brother was still on a business trip, and Aunt Li went back to her home when the earthquake happened. After staying at home with my father for two days, the water, electricity and gas were cut off one after another.The weather is getting colder and colder, and the quilt at home is no longer enough to keep warm.

My father and I narrowly avoided many dangerous plants and increasingly fierce and violent insects and animals in the dark, touched the Jinding warehouse and logistics center in the supermarket at home, lit paper alcohol to keep warm, and survived the remaining thirteen days. sky.

On the 16th day, the sun appeared and the cycle of sun rising resumed.

No. On the 17th, Major General Ni Song of the Chaoyang City Military District led an army armed with live ammunition to appear and forcibly "purchased" all the supplies. Because of their "significant contribution", their father and son were able to stay in the temporary command center in the center of Chaoyang City - Chaoyang Hotel He didn't know that at that time, he had already become the major general's slave.

On the 18th day, the municipal party committee announced the activation of an emergency defense mechanism during wartime to centralize the control of all supplies.

No. On the 90th day, the beast horde struck, and Chaoyang City was destroyed. The army organized the citizens to move northward, and it took a hundred days to reach the capital. The surviving population was not one out of ten.