Then Cen went upstairs. When he passed by Qiao Lingxiang, he turned his head and looked at her, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say hello to her.

Qiao Lingxiang immediately lowered her head.

Seeing this, Cen Yi could only close his mouth, lift his foot and walk past her, open the door of the safety passage, and go straight back to his home.

When he got back, Qiao Lingxiang picked up her luggage and walked downstairs with a grunt.

She walked very slowly and had to take a break after walking a few steps, but she was better because she was still more persevering and stopped walking, and climbed to the first floor before her heart thumped.

Qiao Lingxiang was thinking in her mind that she probably could only live in the basement of the community in this situation.

In fact, people living in this community basically had no bad economic level before the end of the world, and they also paid attention to some moods, so the construction of the community was very good.

Many small western-style buildings have their own private basements, and some people's basements have been converted into small warehouses. In addition to parking, some old furniture will also be placed.

There was a bed and a set of leather sofas in the private basement of Qiao Lingxiang's house. These things were very expensive when they were bought and were not broken. However, two years ago, before the end of the world came, the Qiao family's financial conditions were good, so Hou Manrong replaced all the half-old and unnew furniture that had been used by the family for several years.

If this bed and sofa were to be sold in the past, it would be sold for five or six thousand yuan at a second-hand price.

Therefore, it seems a pity to throw it away directly, so the furniture that I originally planned to sell was piled into the basement warehouse, and a pile of it was piled up until after the end of the world.

Qiao Lingxiang thought about the place to go, carried her luggage, and panted, went down from the first floor to the first floor, found her basement warehouse, entered the password to open the warehouse rolling gate, and put all her luggage in the basement.

The environment in the warehouse is quite spacious. Two cars from Qiao's family were parked, but they were all useless after a long time. A thick layer of gray fell on the body of the car.

It’s not that I don’t want to use it, but now the energy is very tight, so the Qiao family is reluctant to even light up electricity, let alone the fuel that the car needs to burn.

The oil in the gas station also needs to be exchanged for energy coupons.

There are a few emergency lights in the warehouse that are always on all year round, so it is not the kind of black that is so dark that you can't see your fingers.

Qiao Lingxiang sat alone in this basement warehouse with faint light for a long time. Her stomach was so hungry that she was gushing, but she didn't eat a bite at all. She could only rub her stomach, and she heard that there was no sound in the quiet basement except her stomach screaming.

After the end of the world, many people's lives were not as good as before. Not only did the Qiao family stay in the car, but many people did not have extra energy coupons and could afford to drive a private car.

When people travel, they are more likely to walk, ride bicycles, or squeeze into buses.

This underground garage was abandoned by humans.

Just like Qiao Lingxiang, she now feels like a fat mouse living in the darkness, and she doesn't like her anywhere she goes.

Her heart suddenly felt so uncomfortable that she stayed in the quiet basement warehouse, hungry, curled up on the sofa, feeling like she was living like hell, the most insignificant fat little ghost.

Perhaps no one will know about it for a long time after dying in such a silent place.

The next morning, Qiao Lingxiang, who was asleep at some point, was woken up by the alarm clock on her mobile phone. She hurriedly got up from the sofa, took her schoolbag, shook her fat body, went out from the basement, and went to the bus stop to catch the bus to school.

She woke up a little early. Since noon yesterday, Qiao Lingxiang didn't eat a grain of rice, and she didn't eat breakfast in the morning, so her stomach hurts all the time. When she arrived at the bus stop with a pale face, she found that there was a long queue here.

Nowadays, people don’t drive their own cars, and many people switch to buses, so every bus is very congested. In order to catch the bus, many people will deliberately get up very early.

But everyone thinks so.

So from a very early stage, the bus station began to be congested. Although in order to maintain stability, the city administrators increased the number of buses as much as possible, but every bus was still crowded.

The buses are like this, let alone the subway station, there is no need to go there. If there are too many people, you can only see a crowded group of people.

Qiao Lingxiang covered her stomach, followed the abortion with weak hands and feet, and everyone tried to maintain order and lined up to get on the bus.

I only waited for several buses to pass. When it was about to be on the bus, someone squeezed by the door shouted at her.

"Don't get in the car anymore. You are so big that you can't squeeze you out at all. There are three more people behind you!"

Qiao Lingxiang raised her head blankly, looked at the three thin people behind her, ran forward from behind, and quickly jumped into the car, just at the door.

Indeed, if she gets into the car, she can only get into her alone, and if she gets into someone else, she can get into three...

She covered her stomach, her lips trembled with anger. She lowered her head and took out the cell phone from her school uniform pocket and looked at the time on the phone. Because it took too much time to wait for the bus, if she continued to procrastinate, she would be late for class.

I saw people at the bus stops winking at her and smiling, their eyes full of funnyness, as if they were amazed. In such a world of disagreement, there is such a fat person?

That was a miracle too.

Qiao Lingxiang has experienced such eyes since she was a child, but she seems to never be accustomed to such ridicule. She can always feel a hint of embarrassment and inferiority in the mocking eyes around her.

Negative emotions became a string, and the string became tighter and tighter...

Qiao Lingxiang lowered her eyes and slowly calmed down her anger. At this time, she simply walked towards the school without waiting for the bus.

From her community to Xiangcheng Middle School, it takes about ten minutes to drive. If you walk, it is already very good to be able to walk to the school for an hour with Qiao Lingxiang's pace of walking, which is like a step of walking to three times.

In addition, she had not eaten since noon yesterday, and her stomach hurts again this morning, so before Qiao Lingxiang can walk past a bus stop, she was so tired that she sat on the bench on the sidewalk.

Even though she gave up on herself, she would be late. Anyway, her grades were not good. The reason why she still insisted on going to school is mainly because Xiangcheng Middle School still serves students' three meals a day.

Although the amount of the three meals this day is mixed with a lot of water.

I saw a group of boys wearing Xiangcheng junior and high school uniforms walking over on the road, jokingly. They were all driven home to school by school since yesterday. They couldn't squeeze on the bus this morning, so they started walking towards Xiangcheng Middle School in groups.

Each of them was full of energy and brisk steps. In the early morning of Hunan City, they were full of vitality.
Chapter completed!