Sweet Home's start time is set back one month

At 8 o'clock in the evening, residents gathered in the lobby on the first floor, preparing to go out for various reasons.

Some wanted to go out to relax in the sauna, some wanted to go out to work, and some wanted to go out to eat and play, while Che Zhen, the director of the nursery in the apartment, was going to pick up her daughter Park Minzhu home.

Although the family was bankrupt and it was a heavy burden to raise a daughter alone, Che Zhen chose to send her daughter to Gangnam to attend high school.

In Korea, the competition for the college entrance examination was fierce. In addition to the normal classes from Monday to Friday, Park Minzhu also had to go to cram school on Saturdays.

For example, now, she has a cram school in Gangnam Cram School Street. According to the plan, she can only go home to rest after class in the afternoon.

After recovering from her fear, Che Zhen began to have a fluke in her heart. Looking at her daughter's real-time location on her mobile phone, she began to stop everyone from blocking the door of the apartment.

"My daughter hasn't come back yet, who allowed you to block the door?" She pulled several residents who were blocking the road at the door and shouted loudly.

Che Zhen, who has always been a noble lady with a noble reputation, threw a tantrum in front of the residents of the apartment for the first time: "If something happens to our Minzhu, can you take responsibility?"

After Li Enhe left, no one supervised the residents and they became a mess. Only a few people were still carrying heavy objects and preparing to block the door.

After Che Zhen's tossing, although the people who helped block the door also felt that they should block the door, their work stopped completely.

Several people looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

After all, everyone living in an apartment is equal, and no one has the right to order others around, let alone block the escape routes of other residents’ families.

Che Zhen watched as the other two young men brought another long cabinet. She ran over and pushed a young man who was facing away from her: "I told you to wait, didn't you hear me?"

"Auntie! What are you doing?"

The young man was very angry and shouted at Che Zhen in a rage. While speaking, he also glanced at the other residents who were gathered around: "We are also for survival. You blocked the door. Do you want all the monsters to rush in?"

Che Zhen saw that the others' ideas began to waver again, so she shouted: "She is only 17 years old. Do you want her to die outside?"

The handsome young man saw that everyone else supported him, raised his finger and nodded at the crowd on both sides, touched his forehead unhappily, and stepped aside.

As the young man retreated, the entire project of reinforcing the gate of the lobby on the first floor came to a complete halt.

A few minutes later, Li Enhe, who returned from the eighth floor, saw that the protection in front of the gate had not been completed yet. He took two quick steps and shouted to the man with glasses standing next to the long cabinet: "Come on, lift it up."

"I asked you to stop," Che Zhen looked at Li Enhe, remembered his previous behavior, and took out her mobile phone to show Li Enhe.

The map on the mobile phone showed a coordinate point in Gangnam District. Che Zhen pointed to the coordinate point and said: "She is here, I will bring her here as soon as possible, please, open the gate, okay?"

It takes at least three or four hours to rush from Gangnam District to Gwangjin District, and it is difficult to ensure that the traffic between the two places has not been cut off at this time, and no one can guarantee that the monster outside the building has left.

Opening the door hastily is very risky, as evidenced by the victims before.

Moreover, it was dark at this time, and the lights were mistakenly turned off, so the observation vision was extremely poor.

Before the situation was accurately ascertained, blocking the door was undoubtedly the most correct response measure.

Li Enhe thought of the people upstairs, he slowly shook his head and refused sternly: "Okay."

He shouted at the three men and women next to the door: "Please block the door, you also want to become like the previous resident."

The people helped make the decision, and the reinforcement work at the door continued.

"Who are you, do you know who I am?" Che Zhen was completely crazy, she pressed her feet against the long cabinet tightly, and pushed Li Enhe.

During the shove, Li Enhe's clothes were torn off. He straightened his clothes, adjusted his glasses, and replied expressionlessly: "I can't put this place in danger, this lady, please calm down."

When the two were in a stalemate, the young man who was pushed away suddenly raised his mobile phone and shouted: "The phone is ringing (the signal is coming)."

Then everyone's mobile phone rang, and the same text message was displayed on everyone's mobile phone screen.

[Emergency disaster message

(National disaster alert) People with symptoms such as nosebleeds, fainting, and aggressiveness, please take isolation measures immediately! ]

It was not until the disaster broke out to the same extent across the country that the government officially issued an alert to all citizens.

Looking at the text message on the phone, the lobby on the first floor fell into inexplicable despair, because this text message indicated that similar infectious disease variants would exist in large numbers among the crowd.

Compared with the disorder on the first floor, the rooms on the 14th floor were much better.

With Kim Dae-jung as the core, the dozen or so refugees were more or less acquaintances, and the trust between them was more reliable.

On the 15th floor, Zheng Zaixian and Yin Zhixiu walked side by side when they went upstairs together. In the silence, the two of them gradually approached Room 1510.

Yin Zhixiu entered the password and opened the door. Zheng Zaixian entered the room first, and Yin Zhixiu locked the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned around, Zheng Zaixian stretched out his right hand to stop her and said, "Zhixiu, wait a moment."

Yin Jixiu knew it and looked at Zheng Zaixian, who looked into the room and said slowly: "It seems like someone has come in here."

In room 1510, clothes and musical instruments were randomly dumped on the floor, and a small amount of food waste lay on the table. It looked like there had been a "riot."

"You always say very rude things."

Yin Jixiu pushed Zheng Zaixian's hand straight away, glanced sideways at Zheng Zaixian and said.

She walked to the clothes rack, knelt down and started to pack the clothes. The sense of crisis diluted the shame of being broken, and she said helplessly: "You are the first guest to step into my house."

Zheng Zaixian had a blank expression on his face, and said after realizing, "Oh, originally..."

"I'm not usually this messy..."

Yin Zhixiu explained feebly. She packed two pieces of clothing and put them in her backpack. She gave up her struggle and stopped tidying up the room.

Instead, he turned around and walked to the bedside, folded up the quilt, and took out a spare set of quilts from the closet.

On the side, Zheng Zaixian scratched his head in embarrassment, faced the door, and fell silent.

To him, this girl was quite... uptight, reminding him of the days when she used to hang out on the streets.

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