Little Mushroom

"I didn't." An Zhe whispered.

He handed the workbook to Lu Feng, who raised his eyebrows slightly and accepted it.

"There are still clothes." He took off his coat, handed it to Lu Feng, and said, "Thank you."

Lu Feng put his clothes on his elbows and looked down at An Zhe.

"Don't wait for me." He said, "Just put it at the city gate."

An Zhe didn't answer.He and Lu Feng looked at each other for a few seconds, and said cautiously, "Are you... all right?"

Lu Feng turned his eyes away: "It's okay."

His tone was light, as if nothing had happened just now.

An Zhe: "...Oh."

He continued, "Where are you going?"

Lu Feng looked at him, those cold green eyes with scrutiny always reminded An Zhe of something cold, coupled with the mighty cool wind in the city at night, he flinched slightly after leaving his warm coat.

Lu Feng reached out and threw the coat back into An Zhe's arms.

"I don't know." He said, "Send you back first."

An Zhe picked up the clothes and put them on again.After wearing it, Lu Feng raised his legs and walked forward, and he followed.

On both sides are the roads separated by the crowd of parades. Their expressions are serious, the corners of their mouths are tense and drooping, the slogans and leaflets in their hands have not been put down, and the paper is blown by the night wind, rattling.

Everyone watched them in silence, a tense posture, the green, purple and orange aurora lighting on their faces, blending with the skin into a strange metallic hue.

From those eyes, An Zhe saw clear hatred and vigilance - if it weren't for Lu Feng's gun and the privilege of killing people at any time, they seemed to be able to do anything.

The same gaze fell on An Zhe, and it could even be said that most of them were looking at him. An Zhe couldn't help leaning towards Lu Feng - he knew why Lu Feng sent him back.

Fortunately, although the size of the crowd was not small, it was not too big compared to the whole city. Within 5 minutes, they passed through the demonstration area and set foot on the road in the residential area.

The dense buildings in the residential area cast dark shadows on the ground under the aurora, and the gray-white concrete road was divided into black and gray patches by the light and shadows. The shadows of him and Lu Feng also cast long shadows on the ground, unlike those who had no Regular plaques are stacked in layers.

An Zhe didn't know what to say to Lu Feng, and Lu Feng didn't take the initiative to speak.

Although it was night, the place was not peaceful.A large military truck rumbled past them and stopped at a fork in the road. The doors of the vehicle were opened, and the residents who entered the city gate to take refuge were let out. A group of soldiers and a man in a white shirt with a record book The staff of the city affairs office led them into the building for resettlement.

A man asked a soldier, "How long do you have to take refuge?"

The soldier said, "It depends."

Another resident asked: "I heard that only District 6 is fine, can you guarantee that District 6 will always be safe?"

The soldier said: "There is no definite news, wait for the research report from the lighthouse."

"Then..." Someone wanted to ask something, but was immediately interrupted by the soldier: "All follow me, hurry up."

There was the sound of chaotic footsteps, and they entered the building.

An Zhe looked up at the sign on the upper right of the building. This is Building 55.

Lu Feng didn't stop, and neither did he. After walking another 30 meters, he came to Building No. 56.

number 56--

Something in An Zhe's heart was touched, and he looked up at the label, and then at the dark unit door in the center of the building.

This area is very close to the isolation gate. The military has already begun to resettle personnel in Building 55, and it will be the turn of Building 56 soon.

Lu Feng's voice sounded: "Want to go?"

An Zhe shook his head.

Lu Yan's tone was flat and straightforward: "Go if you want."

An Zhe: "."

He suspected that the Inquisitors and Inquisitors had been trained in mind reading.

He said, "Let's go."

Lu Feng turned around and walked towards building No. 56. An Zhe walked side by side with him, taking out an ID card from his pocket as he walked.A series of numbers are printed on the card: 3260563209, representing Room 56, Floor 3, Unit 2, Building 09.

This is not An Zhe's room, and this ID card is not his—it belongs to Fan Si, the one who brought him to the northern base.

That day, after Vance's body was carried away, the soldier gave the ID card to An Zhe as a relic, and he has been carrying it with him ever since.

An Zhe swiped the door with this ID card - it has not expired, indicating that the base has not taken back the right to use this room.He walked in and turned on the light. It was a simple room with quilts piled on the bed randomly, as if the owner had just gotten up and left.There are some daily necessities on the table, water glasses, cigarette cases and lighters - this is Vance's home.

It has been a month since Vance's death, and An Zhe sometimes thinks of him, but only when he thinks of him.However, today, after witnessing the death and fear of so many people, when passing by Building 56, he suddenly understood why Vance said that the reason why people still take luck after being injured is because they want to go home.

There is no difference between human beings' desire to return to a place and their fear of death and desire to live, because they will have something to linger on.

Thinking of this, An Zhe gently pressed the ID card under the cigarette case - he remembered that Vance liked to smoke.

After finishing all this, he turned and left here, and Lu Feng leaned against the door frame and waited for him.

His gaze fell on An Zhe like a falling snowflake, which seemed to be different from the past.

An Zhe asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I subjectively believe that you are human." Lu Feng turned and walked out, saying.

An Zhe followed silently, not wanting to say anything - the judge had been, continued, and suspected that he was not human all the time.

Back on the road, Lu Feng's communicator rang, and the doctor's voice came from inside.

"The detectors have been put into the trial process of the city gate, and the residents' emotions have been appeased. Tomorrow, the lighthouse will send five more instruments, but the speed is still a bit slow. Colonel, you may still have to come back."

"I know." Lu Feng's voice was cold: "I will go back during the day."

"Thank you, you have a good rest tonight." The doctor paused, and then said: "Director Howard is dead, what should we do next? You are the only colonel with executive authority left in the outer city. The colonel of the city affairs office He is a civil servant, and the deployment of emergency supplies alone is enough to make him lose his hair."

"The trial court will temporarily take over the city defense station, and all the troops will be temporarily put into rescue work." Lu Feng said: "After the trial day is over, I hope that the lighthouse can assist us in formulating a plan to restart the dispersal instrument in various places."

The doctor said: "Of course."

Lu Yan hung up the communication and began to dial another communication to arrange affairs with the trial court. An Zhe quietly pricked up his ears to listen. The judge's words were as simple and clear as ever, and his tone was as cold and sharp as ever.Many things happened tonight, but Lu Feng still seemed to be the same Lu Feng.

An Zhe turned his head and looked at his side face, listening to what the doctor said, this man still had to go back to the city gate tomorrow, and he himself acquiesced that he would go back.The young judge said that the colonel was up against some unimaginably huge monsters—perhaps, Lu Feng was used to it.

His only abnormal behavior tonight was to turn around and leave there.

After the call was over, building No. 117 also arrived. Lu Feng seemed to know the way better than him, and the two of them arrived at gate 14 smoothly.After turning on the light, everything inside the door was as usual, except that there was one thing missing from the wall.

——But even if An gave ten courage, he didn't dare to ask where the puppet was now after it was captured.

An Zhe asked Lu Feng at the door: "Do you want to come in and sit?"

"No need." Lu Feng said, "You can rest."

An Zhe hesitated for a while, then asked, "Then... where are you going?"

Lu Feng frowned slightly, as if thinking.

After a short thought, he said, "I don't know."

The screen of the communicator showed that it was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. An Zhe counted the time and came to a conclusion that the colonel might not have had a rest for almost forty hours.

He knew that today's incident was urgent, and many things were temporarily arranged by Lu Feng and Howard. They tried their best to arrange the residents to enter District 6, but the rest—such as soldiers, staff of the court and the city defense station, may not be available for a while. Office and residence, or simply arrange to rest overnight in a residential area near the city gate.

But he felt that the current Lu Feng might not want to go back to the city gate.

An Zhe was very confused.

He clenched his fingers unconsciously and pursed his lips.

Lu Feng: "What's wrong?"

His voice was a little low, the lights in the corridor were very dim, perhaps because of the light, his silhouette was not as sharp as usual.

An Zhe made up his mind.

Even if it's just for the spores, he needs to establish a good relationship with the colonel.

"If...if you have no place to go." An Zhe looked up at Lu Feng, "You can also live with me."