In the apocalypse with supernatural powers, it’s useless even if I can control the wind and turn my

Ma Momo continued, "You don't have to eat dinner. She can have something to eat whenever she wakes up. I'll leave some warm food for her in the space later. You go to eat first, I'll stay here with her."

Ma Momo winked at Hu Hao, and Hu Hao took Aunt Zhang out for dinner first.

Ma Momo turned Zhang Wusi over, and Zhang Wusi breathed evenly.

After wiping off her lipstick, although her complexion was not as rosy, it was still better than before, and the dark circles under her eyes had disappeared a lot.

Seeing her gently rising and falling chest, Ma Momo felt that there was nothing wrong with her. After all, Zhang Wusi was unstoppable when sleeping.

Once upon a time, during the summer vacation, Ma Momo went to Zhang Wusi's house to look for her, called her and knocked on the door, but there was no response.

Ma Momo waited at the door of her house for more than half an hour, thinking that she should not be at home, so he went back.

As a result, as soon as the front foot entered his house, the back foot Zhang Wusi called her and asked where she was. He was sleeping in the room and was so sleepy that he didn't hear anything.

From then on, Ma Momo no longer made sudden attacks. Every time, he would make an appointment online before coming to see her, so as not to be locked out for more than half an hour.

Ma Momo covered the sleeping Zhang Wusi with a quilt and went out to eat.

Not long after Ma Momo sat down to eat, Grandma Ma finished eating, put the bowl on the table, and said to everyone, "I am really old, and I will suffer a loss when I cook. You don't have to clean it up after you finish, just put the bowl on the table." Just go up, I'll rest for a while and then clean up."

Hu Hao answered, "Grandma Ma, you have a good rest and I'll just take care of it."

Grandma Ma felt weak and waved her hand towards him, "Okay, okay, I'm going to rest first."

After Grandma Ma said that, she walked into the tent. Grandpa Ma took a few bites and then went in to accompany Grandma Ma.

Aunt Zhang was still worried about Zhang Wusi, who couldn't eat much.

Not long after, Aunt Zhang yawned loudly and said, "I'm tired anyway. I'm going to see Wu Si in the tent."

Grandpa Zhang sighed, put down the bowl, stood up and left.

Only Ma Mo Mo and Hu Hao were left on the table. They ate quietly without speaking.

As soon as Hu Hao put down the bowl, Ma Momo also put down the bowl in his hand and started to clear the table.

Hu Hao said to her, "No, just put the bowl away and you go in and see Wu Si and your grandma."

Ma Momo didn't show any pretense and turned around and entered Zhang Wusi's tent, leaving Hu Hao to clean up alone.

......

"dong dong"

A hand rapped on the table.

Zhang Wusi slowly raised his head.

Ou Yuehua looked at her with worry, "Did you work late again last night?"

Zhang Wusi blinked in confusion, and the noisy background sound penetrated into her brain.

Looking around, she was in the office of the design department. Her colleagues were discussing drawings and handing over work as usual.

Ou Yuehua waved his hand in front of her, "Are you okay? Are you asleep?"

Zhang Wusi didn't answer. He stood up carefully, touched his face, head, and table, staring closely at Ou Yuehua and his colleagues.

Ou Yuehua was horrified by her look, "Why are you looking at me so horribly? It's a bit scary."

Manager Bai happened to be watching everyone's work in the design department. When he saw Zhang Wusi standing up, his eyes straightened, he came over and asked her, "Wusi, what's wrong? Did you encounter something difficult to solve?"

The manager thought she had encountered some design problem.

People around her also looked at her.

Zhang Wusi also looked at Manager Bai's face carefully and answered, "No, I just sat for a long time and wanted to get up and move around."

After hearing this, Manager Bai left.

Zhang Wusi sat down again and looked at the software opened on the computer screen, which was still the design he had not finished.

Ou Yuehua muttered beside him, "Although every single hour is very stressful, the pictures can never be finished. Don't stay up late all the time. It's not good for your health."

I don’t know if Zhang Wusi heard it, she was playing with her mobile phone with her head down.

Zhang Wusi picked up the phone on the table and found the chat box between her and Ma Momo.

Their last message still stopped at Zhang Wusi's own sentence.

"Are we going to have a picnic on holiday?"

Zhang Wusi pursed his lips and stared at the screen.

After thinking for a long time, he silently uttered two words to Ma.

"Are you there?"

The other person replied instantly, "Not here."

"Picnic? Okay, when are you going? I want to bring something."

Zhang Wusi looked under the nickname and saw that the other person was typing, and his mind was a little confused.

"I'm not working overtime today, can we meet in the evening?"

Zhang Wusi sent a message.

"Hey, I finally stopped working overtime after being so busy. Okay, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"casual."

"Then I'll go to Meicai to see what packages are available."

"..."

Zhang Wusi looked at the time. It was Friday, March 2030, 3.

She walked to the window and looked outside, seeing the gray-blue sky, the buildings, the sound of car horns, and the people walking on the street.

Everything here made her feel dazed.

Ouyang Yue stretched out her head next to her, "What are you doing? Breathing?"

Zhang Wusi asked her, "Who am I?"

Ouyang Yue rolled her eyes at her speechlessly, "Pig."

"How many days have I been drawing this picture?" Zhang Wusi asked again.

"Which picture are you talking about? You seem to have three pictures in your hand. You worked overtime last night and handed it in. It's a villa. You worked overtime for four days to draw it, and you kept revising it in the middle. You were complaining to me yesterday."

"Does the milk tea my boyfriend ordered for us yesterday taste good? Do you still want to drink it?" Zhang Wusi said.

Ouyang Yue didn't want to talk to her anymore and said before leaving, "Don't you know if you have a boyfriend? Are you stupid because of working overtime?"

Then the phone rang. It was a call from a customer, and Zhang Wusi answered the question seriously.

Everything is so real, what's going on?

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Wusi went to the bathroom and entered the cubicle.

He closed the door and punched the wall.

"Hiss" it hurts, it's a real wall! Zhang Wusi looked at his red fist.

She looked up at the round incandescent lamp in the toilet, stunned.

Not long after, fart sounds and stench came from the cubicle next to me.

Damn, if it’s fake, the toilet smell is too detailed.

Zhang Wusi ran out of the cubicle, washed his hands, and ran to the hall to breathe fresh air.

The receptionist looked at Zhang Wusi standing alone in the lobby and took a deep breath, "Wusi, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"!" Zhang Wusi suddenly covered his chest, "I seem to have stayed up late and worked too many overtimes recently, and I'm a little out of breath."

Zhang Wusi inhaled and exhaled exaggeratedly.

The receptionist quickly helped Zhang Wusi sit down in the reception area, "You sit down for a while, why don't you go back today? I have a rest tomorrow anyway, so I will go back early to rest today and adjust for the weekend."

Zhang Wusi nodded, "Okay, I'll sit down for a while and then go ask the manager for leave."

As he spoke, Zhang Wusi slumped on the sofa as if he was holding his chest and panting.

The front desk said, "Oh, you're like this, and you'll get off work not long ago. You go first, and I'll help you when you ask me about it later."

Zhang Wusi patted his chest and took a deep breath while nodding, "Okay, I'd better leave first. I'm a little dizzy and can't bear it anymore."