Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

The standing city walls were stained with blood. Humans were burying bodies and rescuing the wounded, while the zombies had already scattered.

There seemed to be no changes in the yard of the Shenliu team, except for a dead branch planted outside the pavilion next to the yard.

Ye Chaoqiu had already woken up. She just sat there staring at the dead branches, watching them slowly sprout green leaves and grow taller. She wiped her tears and stroked the willow branches wrapped around her hands.

In the past ten years since the end of the world, the human world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The western plateau has become the main activity area for the survivors. It is far away from the ocean and radiation. Although there are invasions by mutant animals, it is also a rare paradise.

The Hall of Superpowers became bustling again, and many teams began to go out to look for modern equipment and supplies that could still be used. As long as people were still there, what they once had would definitely be available again in the future.

This is a new world, with uncontrolled zombies, mutated animals that occupy their own territory, mutated plants that are ignorant but powerful, mutated sea creatures that hide in the sea waiting to land again, and the human race that has gone through hardships but is full of hope.

This wonderful world has just begun.

***

In the yard of the Shenliu Squad, a girl in sportswear was lying on the top of a willow tree that was not very tall and thick. If you look closely, you will find that the girl's facial features are delicate but somewhat transparent, and you can even see the branches under her through her face.

The willow tree looked very thin, but the person lying on it did not bend the branches swaying in the wind at all, but swayed with the branches.

"Sister, come down quickly, Mom and Dad are going to the market, we can sneak out to play!"

Under the tree was a boy wearing colorful clothes. His childish voice and cheerful smile did not impress Zhou Leng, who was resting with his eyes closed.

A man with a broken arm was sitting on a stone bench under the tree. He looked at the little boy jokingly and said:

"I'm listening, Fang Jiaqi. When your parents come back, I'll tell them that you wanted to sneak out with your sister to see if your father will spank you."

The little boy put his hands on his hips and looked angrily at Qian Liang, who had a broken arm, and said in a threatening tone:

"You just know how to complain. Then I'll go tell Aunt Qian Rou that you didn't meet with the beautiful sister yesterday and stayed at home drinking all day."

Zhou Leng disliked her brother's noise, she said softly: "Zheng, you go out and get some fresh air without telling Jiaqi, I think he is just bored."

Wang Zheng was meditating in the corner of the yard. Hearing this, he threw Fang Jiaqi on his back, tied him up tightly, and flew away. The weight behind him made him feel as if An An was still there, but it was a pity that An An was no longer needed now.

Qian Liang took out a bottle of wine from his pocket, took a sip and made a satisfied sound. He moved under the tree again, leaned against it, felt the roughness of the bark and said:

"I remember you were so tender and delicate back then, but now I'm really not used to your old bark."

The girl's teasing voice sounded: "Back then, I thought I would grow up so that you can't hug this tree by yourself. Now it seems that I thought too much."

As soon as the words fell, they both laughed at the same time.

***

About half an hour later, Fang Jiaqi, who had just returned from a flight, started chattering in the yard again. Just as he was talking endlessly, Fang Zhen and his wife pushed the door open carrying a basket of vegetables. They first looked at their daughter lying on the tree, and then at their son playing on the ground, and almost at the same time, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad, Mom, you're back, what did you buy?"

The little boy ran over and hugged Fang Zhen's legs and asked.

Zhou Leng still closed her eyes quietly to rest. She thought it was good this way. She couldn't be with them normally, but now she had a lively and cute brother. As long as he didn't ask a million questions under the tree all day, he would still be very lovable.

Ye Chaoqiu walked under the tree and threw up a doll that she had bought at the market today. The doll was entangled in willow branches and hung on the tree.

If you look closely, you can see delicate mirrors, cute puppets, and a family portrait painted by Fang Jiaqi on a wooden board on the tree. It looks strangely cute.

"Mom, my tree is almost full. Go play. I won't be bored."

Ye Chaoqiu knew that her daughter used to love eating it, but now she couldn't enjoy delicious food. Every time she thought of this, she felt heartbroken.

Qian Liang seemed to have just woken up. He opened his eyes and said, "Sister Ye, let's have a hot pot meal under this willow tree today so that An An can smell the aroma. At worst, we can smoke all its leaves to smell like hot pot."

Ye Chaoqiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he didn't object.

The people from the Shenliu team were still fond of joining in the fun. Gradually, people sat around the tree and filled up the wooden tables. All kinds of delicious food were served, but they had not yet escaped from the fear of the zombie siege, so they did not dare to drink.

Although Zhou Leng was lying with her back to the crowd, she could sense everything below. She saw that the seats under the tree were a bit messy, and everyone's faces were not as fair as before, and even many vicissitudes of life were inadvertently revealed.

This vicissitude is Qian Liang’s left arm that he lost forever, Wang Zheng’s elder brother who will never come back, Qian Rou with a scar on her forehead, Li Xu who is already lame, and himself who can no longer eat delicious food.

Qian Rou looked at Ye Chaoqiu beside her and said:

"Sister Ye, time flies. Who would have thought that Lao Wei and I would get married and our children would be so grown up? Who would have thought that Jia An would become the former Willow God? It seems that we can only grow old slowly under An An's watch. She will live for three or four hundred years like the Willow God."

Ye Chaoqiu knew that the other party was comforting her, so she replied: "This is the only good thing, but now Jia'an is like this and doesn't eat grains. I feel sad every day when I see him like this."

"Sister Ye, think about the happy things. Fortunately, we are still alive. We are all alive."

"Yeah, it's good to be alive."

They raised their drinks and clinked their glasses before taking a sip. It was clearly a sweet juice, but after it went in their mouths, they felt bitterness sliding into their internal organs.

The meal took a long time and everyone talked a lot. In the end, when they were full and satisfied, they didn't rush to clean up, but lay on the ground until the sun was about to set, casting its warm light on the yard before falling into darkness.

The willow leaves and flowers and plants were all covered with golden edges, but everyone was still too lazy to move.

Small raindrops fell on Qian Liang's face, and he shouted:

"It's raining. Hurry up and pack up your things and go back home to your mothers."

The lazy team members finally woke up under the pounding of raindrops and returned to their rooms with their belongings.

The courtyard returned to silence. At this time, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open. Wang En, who had just returned from a mission, said in confusion: "Why is it raining? It seems that it is only raining in our courtyard. What's going on?"

Five minutes later, condemning looks and angry people began to chatter at the little willow tree.

The person in the tree turned a deaf ear to him and even mischievously crossed his legs in a different direction.

Wang Zheng watched everything with amusement, and tears fell from his eyes while he was laughing. His elder brother was gone, and An An's spirit was still alive. Many familiar people in the base died in the battle.

The sky is still as blue, the white clouds are still traveling around, and the city walls are brand new as if nothing had ever happened.

The flowers in the yard were blooming beautifully, and the children's laughter was pure and beautiful, but Wang Zheng felt that his heart was full of wounds. At this moment, only the seemingly free and easy voice and shadow on the willow tree could bring him peace of mind.

It's good like this, she is rooted in the soil and he soars in the sky.