Seventeen young men were not covered, and they emptied most of the two rows of shelves like wind and clouds, just like locusts passing through farmland. In a few minutes, various packaging bags and empty drinks were already messy.

The male students who were gradually filling their stomachs lay down on the ground, slowly experiencing the truth about being reborn after the disaster.

"Fuck, I finally survived..."

"I knew I would have come out early, I have suffered in the dormitory these days..."

"Luckily, my buddy ran fast, and the 317s were behind, but they didn't rush out."

"This college is so fatal..."

Song Fei and the others sat in their daily necessities area, not far from the food area, nor close to it. With countless shelves separated, they were two heavens and earths. You could probably hear the sound on the other end, but it was not true every sentence.

Qiao Siqi picked up a can of apple Fanta on the ground, slapped the ring open, tilted his neck and took a big sip. After drinking, he saw that the five friends did not move, and he burped and persuaded him: "Hurry up and drink it, you may not have any more drinks in a few days."

Everyone fell silent.

What Qiao Siqi said is the truth.

Opening windows to save people is the instinct of goodness in human nature, but human nature cannot become food and water. In this state of complete fixed total food, the more people, the fewer people per capita.

"I really don't want to move the position," Zhou Yilu said the truth, "We can rush over from the dormitory, even if we have a fortune telling, we may not be so lucky to rush again."

"Not." Luo Geng also opened a can of drink, and the sweet carbonaceous acid bloomed on the tip of his tongue, making people feel refreshed. "Please include those broad beans, spicy strips, melon seeds and peanuts, and save some food, so how can you last for a week or two? If you don't have any help, there is no way to talk about the transfer."

"Okay," Song Fei slapped his thigh, setting the tone for the current situation, "The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge!"

Qiao Siqi still couldn't feel completely relieved, but after hearing what his friends said, he felt that it seemed to make sense. After thinking for a long time, he figured out what was useful, so he shook his head, threw all the messy worries behind him, and cheered up again: "What's going on now? Let's continue happy Christmas Eve?"

Song Feijiong: "You don't have to be so timid!"

A few people said a lot, but didn't notice someone coming over until the man greeted happily: "You are quite lively."

The visitor was the one who said a few words to Qi Yan at that time. Everyone was standing at that time, but it was okay. Now, sitting on the ground and looking up, I felt a sense of oppression.

Fortunately, the man was very familiar, so he quickly sat on the floor and showed his white teeth friendly: "Yu Zisheng."

All of them are from the same school, and this is the case, no one cares too much. They all greeted each other, and the friends immediately released their kindness-

"Qi Yan."

“Of course Monday.”

"Song Fei."

"Luo Geng."

"Jo Siqi."

"Lin Dilee."

Yu Zisheng was a little stunned when he heard this, and finally scratched his head: "I really can't remember it."

My friends were embarrassed and then reacted. It seemed that this was indeed the case and I was unconsciously happy.

The restraint and embarrassment in the air gradually disappeared. Qiao Siqi handed the other party a can of Fanta. The other party took it naturally, and asked while pulling the ring, "When did you come?"

"Four days ago." Song Fei felt a little depressed when he thought about it. "Before we ran out, we shouted on the balcony for a long time, but there was no response. In the end, we had to force ourselves to break out and almost didn't come in."

Yu Zisheng frowned: "You shouted on the balcony? Why didn't we hear it?"

Song Fei: "Which building is yours?"

Yu Zisheng: "No. 5."

Song Fei: "That's it. We are in Buildings 2 and 3. If you can hear it, the zombies will probably have rushed in."

"Those idiots, if you don't come out with you, you will die if you guard the dormitory." Yu Zisheng obviously felt Song Fei's depression, and naturally stood in his camp and spoke for him.

But Song Fei felt it sounded awkward.

He secretly went to see a few friends, and everyone's expressions were quite complicated. No one spoke for a while, and the scene was a bit awkward.

"How is the dormitory now?" Qi Yan was wise in a hurry and found a question that everyone cares about and can continue the conversation.

Yu Zisheng didn't notice anything wrong. When he heard Qi Yan ask, he immediately put down the drink, as if he was about to pour out: "It's all crazy. I don't eat anything. Who can stand the hunger? At first, I went in from the balcony, but later I robbed it openly. All of them are not human. Whoever has a hard fist can survive. There are always people who jump off the building at night. I'll go, it's quite spectacular. You left early, and you will leave for two days later. It's hard to say whether you can come out alive."

Yu Zisheng said it very straightforwardly and concisely. He didn't deliberately exaggerate anything, but just a few words were enough for six people to make up for that hell. Although he was not in it, he seemed to be in the scene. He couldn't say whether he was afraid or sad. Countless emotions rolled in his heart, and he was so choked that he couldn't speak in his throat.

"What are all the expressions?" Yu Zisheng was amused. "How happy are you, you can eat and drink here, so go and have fun."

"That's temporary," Luo Geng sighed, "Who knows when the rescue will come? I'm not sure about sitting in Chishankong's heart."

"We are not a natural danger here. It's a flat horse, so the rescue will definitely be fast." Yu Zisheng sighed, "What I fear most is that my own people are ruining their own people. When I was slapping the door, I was really worried that you would not save me."

"Unless you are bitten," Song Fei calmed down his voice, saying word by word, "Otherwise we will always be human."

Yu Zisheng was stunned for a moment, and finally pushed Song Fei's shoulder: "Don't fucking chicken soup, haha."

After chatting for about ten minutes, Yu Zisheng went back. Not long after, a group of people came to Hula and swept the remaining bed sheets, pillows and air conditioners on the shelves. It seemed that they were going to be on the floor.

Unfortunately, the quilts were covered by the bedding of Song Fei and the others. The shelves were thin and not practical. Some of them seemed unwilling to accept it when they left, and they looked at Song Fei and the others reluctantly.

The six people felt like a mirror in their hearts, but they all lowered their eyes and pretended not to see it. It is moral to open the window to save people. If you give them a quilt and get frozen by yourself, you will pass. Besides, the supermarket that turns on this air-conditioned air conditioner is not cold, and it may be a little cold on the ground, but the young man is full of energy and can't die if he cools down.

Perhaps the process of escaping from the dormitory was too thrilling, and I couldn't calm down for a moment and couldn't fall asleep. Until the second half of the night, I could still hear some talking and fighting.

Song Fei and the others were actually not asleep either.

This is a particularly delicate state, just like a new sharer suddenly comes from the scope of their territory. Rationally, they certainly know that supermarkets are shared by everyone, and the idea of ​​treating them as their territory is not right, but emotionally, when facing new classmates who are more powerful than their own, everyone will feel a sense of crisis.

The result of not being able to sleep is that she always wants to go to the bathroom. Song Fei has already gotten up three times this night.

After the last time, Song Fei left a psychological shadow. When he went in again, he always tiptoed, looking around and listening to all directions.

There is someone in the toilet.

Song Fei was two meters away from the door and smelled the smell of smoke. When he walked to the door, the conversation between several people inside was clearly heard-

"Did you see that girl? I guaranteed it with my head, it's the flower of Xinchuanyuan. I saw it really when I held the sign in the sports meeting."

"That big breasts are so unseen by the blind man. Tsk, they are cheap."

"Is it enough to play five games?"

"Fuck, don't fucking tell me, I'm all hard."

"Hahahaha, there's no way, let's solve it yourself."

"Hey, do you think if you find an opportunity to be strong, will you succeed?"

"There is no chance. Those five people are not satisfied yet. Can they give them to you?"

"Niu'er is so good. Don't worry about anything. You have a full leg work..."

Song Fei retreated silently. He was not very anxious to pee. He could hold it in for an hour, so let's hold it in. He would go again when the people disperse, otherwise he would feel disgusting.

Sexual fantasy is biological instinct. Sometimes when the lights are turned off, I will talk about which girl in the yard is good-looking, and who will check in with whom I secretly checked in the 18th August and 18th August and 1980s. I have been joking, frivolous, unreasonable, and even occasionally vulgar. This has happened. Anyway, I will talk about it unscrupulously when I close the door.

But yy in mind and really facing girls are different things.

When saving Lin Dilee, including his dead gay, he was amazed. Lin Dilee's beauty is the kind of beauty that makes people suffocate, and it looks really good. But after saving it, no one except Luo Geng really touched her classmates. Even Luo Geng was open and attentive, as if I just like you and wanted to pursue you.

Perhaps because he already regarded Lin Dilee as a partner and comrade-in-arms in his heart, Song Fei thought, so he had to walk away quickly so that he wouldn't be able to rush in and beat someone up.

Song Fei fell asleep when it was almost dawn, but he was drowsy the next day. Fortunately, they were all peaceful on the day. Although the six people felt the subtle atmosphere when they went to the food area to find food, in the end, everyone maintained their superficial friendship, and most of the time they were separated, and the well water did not interfere with the river.

Before seven o'clock, Song Fei was already sleepy and lay down directly. This time he woke up until dawn.

Then, he woke up in the loud sound of a crash like a cannon fire.

The five companions had already gotten up first and were all sitting around. Song Fei looked around with a confused look on his face, not yet figuring out the situation.

Zhou Yilu touched his head and sighed and coaxed: "Touching the hair, you can't be scared."

Song Fei's eyes were still straightforward: "What's wrong?"

Qi Yan said lightly: "They are hitting the warehouse door."

Song Fei was even more confused: "We have the key to the warehouse."

Lin Dilee smiled sarcastically: "They didn't come to see us. No, they didn't communicate at all. I guess they didn't have the key, so they broke into the door."

Song Fei: “…”

The plan for the day is in the morning, and the head is not ready this morning, so it is not surprising that Song Fei went to the food area to find Babao porridge and hit the wall.

Like yesterday, more than a dozen students almost filled the staple food area, some standing on the shelves, sitting on the shelves, and lying on the aisle, with different postures, but when Song Fei walked over, more than a dozen eyes looked over, instantly building a wall of iron that no strangers could enter.

Song Fei was like yesterday, and he was not used to the problem and should walk in. But when he arrived, he found that the shelves were empty. He was the reincarnation of the god Luo, and he had no choice.

I thought I had eaten clean on the shelves and there was always some inventory, but when I walked to the door of the warehouse, I saw Yu Zisheng inside through the half-open door that could not be dropped.

In addition to Yu Zisheng, there were two classmates inside, three of them sitting on the ground, showing a sense of ownership.

"Song... Fei, right? Look, I have a good memory." Yu Zisheng sat on the ground without moving, and was still enthusiastic when he greeted him.

"It's pretty good." Song Fei smiled at him perfunctorily, trying to get around the three of them and walk inside, but he didn't know that as soon as he walked to Yu Zisheng, he was tripped by his suddenly stretched out leg.

"Fuck, what are you doing?" Song Fei was a little angry. In this situation, he couldn't greet people with a smile.

Yu Zisheng looked apologized: "I'm really embarrassed, but there's nothing to eat inside. You can go find it outside."

Song Fei felt that his IQ was greatly insulted. Because it was too huge, he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh: "So many boxes, did you tell me there was nothing to eat?"
To be continued...