The defense of the mourning community

The rainy day that I thought would pass soon turned into snowy day, Yi Chengli's first reaction was to see how the zombies outside reacted, whether they were cold or hungry, whether it was lonely when it snowed.

Looking out the window with Ling Qing's binoculars, Yi Chengli was shocked to find that this time the zombies did not let the wind blow and snow hit me, but walked slowly against the strong wind of the snowy day, looking for a warm and leeward eaves. Then collect it all.

It turns out that the most beautiful thing is not the snowy day, but the eaves where you escape the snow together.

"They are looking for a warm place to hide, and their sensitivity to temperature seems to have increased." Yi Chengli put down his binoculars and frowned and asked Ling Qing: "Has it ever snowed in your dreams? Zombies will become cold after experiencing heavy snow. What?"

"It will freeze and turn into a zombie." Ling Qing's voice came from behind.

Yi Chengli listened and nodded: "That's pretty awesome."

He was stunned for two seconds to realize that something was wrong, and when he turned around, he saw Ling Qing giggling while peeling the grapefruit, cleared his throat and said, "Don't laugh, I'm asking seriously."

"I didn't smile." Ling Qing managed his expression in time, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he said coldly with lowered eyes: "Then I will answer you very seriously now, the snow in my dream came more than the first scene in 2002 Snow is even later."

"Until the day I die."

As soon as these words were uttered, Yi Chengli's heart immediately sounded the alarm, and his heart instantly rose to his throat. He had never dared to think about how Ling Qing died before, because it might have something to do with him.

He swallowed, suppressed the panic in his heart, pretended to be calm and said: "Oh, it's okay, you pretend I didn't ask."

Ling Qing looked at Yi Chengli and raised his eyebrows, and after he sat down, he handed over the grapefruit in his hand: "However, the temperature was always low before I died, and the zombies were also looking for places to hide. Stand still if you have nowhere to hide."

He repeated what Yi Chengli said to himself at that time: "But once something with a high temperature appears, they will suddenly move, and then rush towards it crazily, so..."

Seeing Ling Qing's sudden pause, Yi Chengli asked subconsciously, "So what's the matter?"

"So don't go out." Ling Qing looked at him and was silent for two seconds, then suddenly turned cold and said seriously: "There are a lot of stocks at home, if you don't want to die, don't go out."

Don't want to die?Of course I don't want to die.

Yi Chengli looked at him with a serious face, he was stunned for two seconds to realize something, and subconsciously wanted to ask himself if he died in the snow, but Qian Meili sneezed suddenly.

Ling Qing looked at her: "Is it cold? Shall I take out the charcoal basin?"

"Not yet, I'll go add some clothes." Qian Meili got up and went to her room to change into thick clothes.

Hearing the door slam, and there were only the two of them left in the living room, Yi Chengli immediately lowered his voice and looked at Ling Qing and asked, "Did I die in the snow like you?"

Ling Qing glanced at him, and did not directly answer this question, but said: "The low temperature has lasted for a long time, and everyone is running out of food and water. There is a man who ventured out for a while in order to find food for his children. After a trip, the zombies were attracted, and many people died."

Many people died, so I must be one of them.

Yi Chengli was not sad when he suddenly got the news of his death, and even a little happy, because it was a zombie who killed him, so at least it can prove that Ling Qing was not killed by him, and his sentence was shortened by several years.

Yi Chengli felt less guilty, glanced at Qian Meili's closed door, suddenly leaned towards Ling Qing, and asked in a low voice, "What about him?"

"Who?" Ling Qing subconsciously looked at him.

The eyes of the two met in the air, Yi Chengli looked into Ling Qing's eyes, smiled and said, "Of course it's the one I forced."

He didn't believe that Ling Qing would never realize that he had already discovered who that person was. The two of them were now separated by a layer of light-transmitting window paper.

Ling Qing stared into his eyes, followed Yi Chengli's example and smiled and asked back: "Do you care about him?"

"Of course I care." After Yi Chengli learned about this last night, he has been trying to analyze himself objectively, and finally came to the conclusion: "According to my personality, a person who can force me to stay by my side , I must like him very, very much."

Ling Qing didn't expect him to say that, her eyes widened slightly, but then she regained her composure.He was silent for two seconds, and suddenly snorted: "So he still feels honored."

"Of course I don't mean that." Yi Chengli observed Ling Qing's expression, and said softly: "I just said that my feelings for him must be true. Then it's normal for me to care about his situation as "I" thing."

Ling Qing looked at Yi Chengli without speaking for a long time, trying to figure out whether what he said was true or false.Yi Chengli let him stare at him without dodging or urging him, and quietly waited for his answer.

After a while, Ling Qing suddenly turned his head away from him, lowered his eyes and said, "He too, you both died on the same day, and..."

"What?" Yi Chengli asked, and moved a little closer to Ling Qing, the distance between the two narrowed again.

"And you were still protecting him before you died." Ling Qing said it in one breath.

Yi Chengli paused for a moment, looked at Ling Qing's side face, then laughed, and said with a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good."

"If you ignored him, you wouldn't have died." Ling Qing said coldly.

Yi Chengli smiled and shook his head: "How can it be ignored? I'm not that kind of person."

"Who is it?" Qian Meili, who had changed into thick clothes, opened the door and came out wearing a big red thick-knit sweater.

Yi Chengli immediately looked at her and changed the subject, "It's nothing, your new sweater is pretty good."

"I also think it's good. Owner Wang brought it back from Baida Plaza." Qian Meili turned around in front of them, but then began to rub her hands and complained: "Although adding clothes will warm you, but you just put them on It was really cold.”

"You'll feel warm when you move, why don't you do some dancing." Ling Qing suggested.

"That won't work. If you move too much, you'll get hungry. If you sweat, you'll get thirsty. Now that supplies are limited, it's better to move less." Qian Meili walked in circles in the living room, "It would be great if I could hibernate like a blind bear. Eat less and drink less. Less, you can still lose weight when you wake up."

The more she thought about it, the more melancholy she became. She jumped twice and went to the window to look at the snow outside and said, "With today's weather, these zombies should not go crazy again tonight."

"It's definitely not possible. After all, the solar power is used up, and there is no place to recharge it, so there will be no trouble." Yi Chengli said, "You can rest assured and sleep well."

Qian Meili laughed when she heard what he said. Looking at the zombies walking outside, an idea suddenly popped up in her mind.

"You said that zombies don't rest and don't eat. If they are allowed to move continuously to generate kinetic energy, is this a kind of pollution-free perpetual motion machine?"

There was silence in the living room for a second, Ling Qing thought about it, looked at Qian Meili and said, "Nobel owes you an apology for not awarding you the award sooner."

"Then they might be the best employees in the world. They will never go on strike, and they won't have the emotion to ask for a raise." Yi Chengli, who has mastered the means of production, thought about it carefully, and even felt a little envious.

"Right, it feels good for new energy, and technology stocks will soar." Qian Meili said.

"Stop." Ling Qing hurriedly asked her to stop her rambling nonsense and recognize the reality, "Let's not talk about anything else, there are no talented inventors in our community, and that kind of power generation device can't be done. come out."

Qian Meili looked at him: "Brother, have you forgotten about Old Liu?"

"If old Liu Tou has this ability, he will still be a maintenance master in our community? You can let him go, and I will thank you." Ling Qing advised her to face the facts, "Besides, we are such a big community to generate electricity. You How many alive and kicking zombies do we have to catch?"

Qian Meili counted and said, "At least one row is needed."

Looking into Ling Qing's eyes, she also realized the problem, nodded and said, "It's really a bit too much."

"You're so ruthless, sister." Ling Qing looked at her, "The zombies used to be the same people as us, there's no need to torment them like this, and you're betting your life by catching the zombies, if the zombies don't come back, you join them again, isn't that right? Not worth it."

"Indeed, it's too dangerous." Although Yi Chengli disapproved of Qian Meili's idea, he still affirmed her good thinking and boasted that she did have a super brain.

"It's almost done." Ling Qing couldn't take it anymore after hearing a few sentences, thinking that if he was a zombie, the first thing he would do when he saw two people would be to run instead of bite.

He got up and said, "It's going to be dark soon, I'll go to Grandma Zhao's house to see if there's anything missing."

"By the way, Yan Shuai told me that the little boy is now living in Grandma Zhao's house." Yi Chengli looked at him and said, "It seems Grandma Zhao asked for it."

Ling Qing responded, went back to her room, changed her clothes, wrapped herself tightly, and went out with some snacks.

Yi Chengli originally wanted to go with him, but was assigned an honorable job of boiling water by Ling Qing, who asked him to go downstairs to bring up the rainwater bucket to boil and disinfect, and store it separately from the water that he had started collecting earlier. .

"Then I'll ask the owners to come down and bring the water up." Yi Chengli came to work again, so he could only watch Ling Qing go to Grandma Zhao's house alone in the snow.

The snow outside was really heavy, and when Dr. Meng opened the door for Ling Qing, Ling Qing had already become a snowman.

He shook off the snow outside before entering the room. He smiled at Grandma Zhao and the child who were sitting side by side on the sofa, and said, "It's snowing outside, is grandma cold? Let me see if you have any shortages." what."

Grandma Zhao smiled at him while sitting on the sofa covered with a thick quilt, her expression looked a little tired: "I'm not cold, and all the neighbors came to deliver clothes to Song Guangming just now."

Ling Qing was taken aback when he heard the name, and then the little boy said, "I am Song Guangming."

"Good name." Ling Qing smiled at him, looked at Dr. Meng and asked, "Where's Dr. Meng? Are you okay?"

Dr. Meng nodded: "Everything is fine, you sit down first and I'll pour you a glass of water."

Ling Qing sat down beside the sofa, took out the snacks in his pocket and put them in front of Song Guangming, "Here's for you, but you may need to save some to eat."

"Thank you." Song Guangming took one and handed it to Grandma Zhao, who waved her hand and said, "Grandma can't eat, go and give it to Dr. Meng."

Song Guangming responded, and Ling Qing looked at Grandma Zhao and smiled: "I heard that Grandma let him live in on her own initiative?"

"That's right. His parents are gone, and so are my family members. The orphan and widow just make a companion." Grandma Zhao smiled. She turned her head to look at Xue outside and murmured, "So Heavy snow, there should be no one alive outside."

Ling Qing comforted: "That's not a good idea either."

Grandma Zhao leaned on the sofa and said softly: "You don't need to comfort me, I know it in my heart. Older people are like this. They like to talk about things over and over again. Don't think I'm annoying."

"No." Ling Qing said.

Dr. Meng and Song Guangming were talking in the kitchen. Grandma Zhao listened quietly for a while, then lowered her voice and looked at Ling Qing and said, "Dr. Meng asked me before if I could agree to write my situation into his paper. I agreed, and Song Guangming also agreed."

Before Ling Qing realized what it meant, she felt Grandma Zhao grab his hand and pat it: "Xiao Ling, if I die, you can burn me. Scatter the ashes and say Maybe the wind can blow me to my children and reunite my family."

Ling Qing was stunned by the same words as explaining what happened behind him. He looked at Grandma Zhao's tired eyes and felt that he should say something now, but the words of comfort were always inappropriate.

How can the tragedy that has happened be comforted to make up for it?Time cannot go back, and the pain in people's hearts cannot be shared.

Ling Qing was silent for two seconds, then nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

The author says:

Qian Meili: Give me a row of zombie brothers and sisters, and I may solve the energy crisis!