0218 The possibility of escape(1/2)
"I like her!"
Hu Die made an evaluation.
She thought she was free and easy, but compared to Fang He, she was nothing.
"I like Fang He too!"
Lin Yue made an evaluation.
A woman who is not etiquetted.
Yes, why should women be subject to these restrictions when they are alive, and why should they listen to men's right and wrong?
However, Lin Yue knew that he had nothing to do.
She has been educated by etiquette, this is her world that cannot be changed, and she cannot break through her own code of conduct.
Rincai also likes Fang He's life.
I think it's extremely exciting.
She just casually lived a simple life according to her own ideas. No emotions can make her unhappy because she has no emotions.
Pan Feng sighed and still sweared that if he could survive, he would never fight with Fang He again.
As for the Song army?
Humph, just a scumbag. If he has no money, he is not even a bird!
Next, let’s change someone else to tell the story.
So compared with the stories of Fang He and Yang Mu, most of their lives are mediocre and dogmatic.
In a happy childhood, loving parents, going to school, working, busy with life, working hard to manage their own circles, and dressing up in front of others as they should be.
Maybe she is a lady, maybe an honest person, maybe a passionate, maybe a sunny person.
When people in the circle label themselves these labels.
They can only live like this.
If they change, they will most likely be kicked out of the circle.
In the crowd, people are lonely as individuals. No one knows their own hearts, no one knows other people’s id and self.
This is the value of civilization's existence and the tragedy of civilization's existence.
Time passes little by little, maybe a few hours, maybe a little longer.
Gradually, everyone became sleepy and actually a little hungry.
Yang Mu tried hard to do it, reached out to his backpack from the small space, took out the food, and delivered it to his hands, and everyone ate some.
"I want to pee!"
Rice cake raises a very high-tech problem.
Gu Dasen was stunned at that time. How could he urinate in such a place?
"Omori's wife, please pee."
"But wherever I pee, I can't move!"
"It's good to pee like this. No one laughs at you. How could people not pee when eating grains and grains?"
Yang Mu said it very plainly.
Ringao stopped talking and cried. She felt that she had reached a desperate situation in her life.
"I'll pee first!"
The tough girls don't care about this at all.
After a moment, everyone smelled a smell and frowned, but no one laughed at Fang He, and could only sigh at her toughness again.
Rice cake stopped crying, and with Fang He's encouragement, she became the second one to eat crabs.
People used to say that they carried guns together and floated together.
Now these people seem to be closer. They have urinated together.
The night passed, and everyone basically slept for a night, and then woke up.
In fact, it was already ten o'clock the next morning, but the passage was still pitch black.
Lin Yue finally couldn't help asking Yang Mu.
"We'll die, are we?"
Yang Mu seemed to hesitate for a while before saying:
"I'm not dead yet, I have a chance!"
"Really?"
In fact, Lin Yue felt that Yang Mu was comforting her, but this man was different after all, so she was considering whether she wanted to believe it.
"Really, keep holding on, and the same thing is true. If you don't die, you will have a chance!"
Yang Mu hasn't given up yet, Lin Yue can be sure.
So she became comfortable, leaned against Yang Mu, closed her eyes,
Because of fatigue, I slowly fell asleep again.
Yang Mu was so angry that he said to Gu Dasen: "You move, your wife is right in front of you, I saw her ditch!"
"Yang Mu! You're enough!"
Ringao screamed in anger, and this made everyone energetic.
Everyone was originally uneasy and anxious, but after listening to Yang Mu's words and Rice Cake's shouts, they all felt relieved.
In fact, everyone can't believe that they can be so comfortable in such a dead land.
In fact, everyone knows the reason, because Yang Mu hasn’t given up yet!
There is a building at the entrance of Zhennan Street subway station.
There is a trapped boy in the building, his name is Wei Sheng.
Wei Sheng was sleeping at home when the doomsday broke out.
This is a super otakus, a computer programmer, and he works at two points and one line.
At that time, everyone said that the doomsday was about to break out and the company was on holiday, so he returned to the rental house and stayed in his house.
He doesn't believe that such a thing will break out on the end of the world, it's too nonsense.
However, all this really came. He was trapped, now he had no food and was hungry for two days. He didn't know if he could survive.
When he woke up early this morning, Wei Sheng went to drink tap water.
What should he do if he is too hungry?
Now he must leave the building, at least leave the room, otherwise he will die.
Wei Sheng doesn't want to die, and no one wants to die.
But he didn't dare to go out. A few days ago, he saw a group of monsters with big ears rushing into the building.
They seemed to have killed many people, and the survivors upstairs were killed by them.
He is a lucky person because he is alone at home and does not need to speak, so he is not discovered.
However, Wei Sheng didn't know this. He just felt lucky and doubted whether this kind of luck would still be there when he walked out of the room.
"Dangdang!"
Suddenly, a sound came from the window.
Someone knocked on the window? No, this is the seventh floor!
Wei Sheng was very scared. Who would knock on the window at such moments? What should I do?
Next, someone knocked on the window, one after another.
Wei Sheng was even more afraid. He was at a loss and didn't know what to do?
After being afraid for a long time, doubts took the initiative.
What exactly knocks on the window outside?
Wei Sheng wanted to know.
So he rushed forward suddenly, pulled the curtain a little, and then sat down on the ground in fear.
Mom!
A yellow ball with eyes?
Is that an alien?
Because I fell to the ground, the curtains were put down.
To be continued...