Pale Silence

Chen Mo was so choked by the smell of smoke that his eyes were tearful, and he squatted in the corner sneezing while covering his nose.

With red eyes, he said in a very low voice, "No... I didn't lose my temper..."

How can he lose his temper?

Song Jian had always liked Yan Ruoming, but he brought him back because Yan Ruoming was gone, and Song Jian needed a substitute as his spiritual sustenance.

He was just... just scared.

I was afraid that he would walk around in front of Song Jian every day, if Song Jian saw that he was bored, would he drive him away.

So he hid in the corner obediently, trying not to cause trouble to Song Jian and Yan Ruoming, and looked at the sky all night by himself, thinking about what he should do.

Song Jian looked at him condescendingly, was silent for a while, and said, "Come back with me."

Chen Mo lowered his head, unconsciously drew circles with his fingers on the ground, and whispered, "Yes."

Obviously it was only a short time, but he seemed to be used to obeying Song Jian's orders.

Song Jian felt that the child was wasting time by chattering, so he bent over and hugged Chen Mo, and walked down the stairs expressionlessly.

Step by step, the leather boots step on the icy steps, the sun is fading at the end of the world.

Chen Mo quietly listened to the heartbeat in the man's chest, and gently stroked the pattern of the metal button with his fingers.

The man's embrace was firm and warm, which made him sink into it, like a nihilistic and alluring possibility, which made him desperately fantasize about a future.

Song Jian brought Chen Mo back into the room, and used the walkie-talkie to tell the kitchen to cook two dishes with a blank expression.

Chen Mo sat on the chair and looked around.

Song Jian asked: "What are you looking at?"

Chen Mo lowered his head, grabbed the edge of the table nervously, and asked cautiously, "Yan Ruoming doesn't live here..."

Song Jian: "..."

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Chen Mo stood up and wanted to run: "I'll help in the kitchen."

Song Jian said: "You just avoided seeing me because of this matter?"

Chen Mo was startled, lowered his head and did not speak.

He is always not very talkative.

Song Jian said, "Chen Mo, what do you think I have to do with Yan Ruoming?"

Chen Mo shook his head with red eyes, suppressed his sobs and said, "I'm going to the kitchen and I'll be back in a while."

He didn't want to hear Song Jian talk about Yan Ruoming.

Being used as a substitute was bad enough, he didn't want to hear Song Jian say a word about Yan Ruoming to him again.

Chen Mo is actually not a gentle and peaceful person. He is full of unspeakable jealousy towards that distant Yan Ruoming, and he suffers from it.

He couldn't find a solution, so he could only run away and run away.

Chen Mo opened the door and was about to go out, but Song Jian brutally carried him back and kicked the door shut.

Song Jian's heart was also in a mess. He hugged Chen Mo's slender body tightly and said in a low voice, "Chen Mo, you heard me clearly. I have no such relationship with Yan Ruoming. His father saved me. Let me protect him. But Yan Ruoming almost died trying to save me. I am sorry for their father and son, but Yan Ruoming and I have never had the kind of thing you think! He is my benefactor, just a benefactor ,do you understand!"

Chen Mo raised his head in a daze, rubbing his forehead against Song Jian's stubble from get off work, and the tears in his eyes shone brightly under the dim light.

Song Jian said...Song Jian said...he and Yan Ruoming had no such relationship, they were just... just benefactors...

Song Jian spoke in such a hurry that he was a little incoherent.So eagerly explaining his relationship with Yan Ruoming to him, does it...does it mean that Song Jian cares about him?

Afraid that he would misunderstand, be afraid that he would be sad, or be afraid that he would leave?

Chen Mo wanted to cry again.

He turned around in Song Jian's arms, tried his best to hug the man's broad and strong shoulders with his thin arms, and whispered, "Song Jian..."

Song Jian touched Chen Mo's head, smiled wryly and said, "I'm also my first love..."

Chen Mo cried and said, "Song Jian...I like you...uh...I like you very much...I like you very much..."

He clumsily yelled the words of confession, but cried like a child who lost a toy.

like you……

I like you very much...

I like it more than guns, and I like it more than living.

Chen Mo tightly grasped the clothes on Song Jian's body, and rubbed against the man desperately like a small animal with too much territorial consciousness, tears and snot all over his face.

He was so scared, so wronged, the relationship between them was too unfair from the beginning.

Song Jian was immersed in the memory of Yan Ruoming, but he desperately wanted to grasp the future of the two of them.

Seeing Yan Ruoming's return and Song Jian's anxiety over Yan Ruoming's collapse, he almost gave up.

He can't argue with Ruo Ming, he can't fight with death, and he can't fight with life.

He was about to leave, but Song Jian still found him, hugged him tightly, and explained to him the relationship between himself and Yan Ruoming.

Song Jian... cares about him...

Chen Mo hugged Song Jian's waist tightly, and the flame in his heart that was about to go out was suddenly doused with gasoline and piled up firewood.

His ignorant love, which was born in the end of the world, bloomed at this moment, warmly surrounding his lonely and panicked heart.

There is no such passionate love, no such perfect time, the man he loves also loves him.

The city wall that Chen Mo carefully built in the last days collapsed in Song Jian's arms, trembling, revealing the innocent and innocent appearance of the past.

Song Jian lowered his head and kissed Chen Mo's forehead.

Chen Mo blushed, raised his head and tiptoed, and actively kissed Song Jian's stubbled chin.

For the child's initiative to please, Song Jian was very helpful, he raised his eyebrows: "That's it?"

Chen Mo was not tall enough, so he put his arms around Song Jian's neck with some strength, and his soft lips pressed against Song Jian's lips lightly.

It was a deep, deep kiss, and the shy Chen Mo initiated it on his own initiative, and then their lips and teeth intertwined, like conjoined twins born so naturally.

With tears still in the corners of Chen Mo's eyes, he muttered indistinctly: "Song Jian...I like you..."

Song Jian said: "I know."

Chen Mo hugged the man who was much taller and stronger than him tightly, and murmured with tears in his eyes, "You don't know... how much I like you..."

Early the next morning, when Chen Mo was patrolling with everyone with AK in his arms, everyone knew that the conflict between Song Jian and Chen Mo was over.

Wu Yuesheng is a very lively thief. He saw that Chen Mo was in a good mood today, so he went up to chat with him again: "Chen Mo, is your gun fun?"

Chen Mo glanced at AK in his arms, and nodded honestly.

Wu Yuesheng said: "You have such good eyesight, why don't you play sniper? I heard that sniper rifles are the most fun."

Chen Mo was so confused by his yelling, he watched three wandering zombies approaching from a distance, and simply ignored Wu Yuesheng, and shot three loud bangs, blowing off the heads of the three zombies.

Wu Yuesheng trembled in fright, and covered his small pistol.

Chen Mo lowered his head and wiped the barrel of the gun: "This fight is more fierce."

Wu Yuesheng: "..."

He decided that when he went out in the future, he would follow this wayward cannon firmly, which was safer than being in a tank.

Chen Mo led the team to inspect the surrounding area every morning, and then inspected the base wall with Song Jian at night.

He enjoyed his night watch.

While on patrol, Song Jian would occasionally feed him a piece of candy, and the two of them shared a pack of expired potato chips, or you and I drank carbonated drinks whose production date had passed for a long time.

When no one was around, Song Jian would take advantage of the dim sky and kiss him unexpectedly.

Chen Mo wakes up with a smile every day from those sweet little secrets that are unknown.

Although the world is still in ruins, a Jerusalem artichoke flower is quietly growing in his heart, slowly sprouting, growing up, and slowly blooming bright flowers in his heart.

Yan Ruoming and his assistant were arranged in the hotel in the original resort.

Speaking of which, Yan Ruoming is the real owner of this resort.

Song Jian's brothers were full of vigilance towards this young master, for fear that this young master would find out someday and would act out a drama of fighting for power.

Chen Mo didn't like hearing these rumors.

Even though Song Jian had sworn to heaven and told him that he had no invisible relationship with Yan Ruoming, Chen Mo still didn't want to hear the rumors about "how important Yan Ruoming is in Song Jian's heart".

He also didn't like to see Yan Ruoming.

Fortunately, Yan Ruoming is not a person who likes to go out, and spends all day in his room reading and resting.

On the contrary, his assistant was a very lively person. It didn't take long for him to get along with everyone. He went to the vegetable garden to help plant the land during the day and the kitchen at night.

When Chen Mo went to the laundry room to get Song Jian's clothes, he would always see the assistant chatting and laughing with the aunts in the laundry room.

The first meeting between the two was very unfriendly, so Chen Mo didn't plan to let the two get to know each other better.

He took Song Jian's clothes from the clothesline and prepared to leave silently.

But Yan Ruoming's assistant stopped him: "Chen Mo!"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said politely, "Hello."

The assistant jumped up and down and gestured: "Chen Mo, don't you know me? Me! It's me! Su Zeyu! You are at the same table!"

Chen Mo stared blankly at this tall and thin man, and it took him a long time to remember who it was: "Su...Su Zeyu?"

On the night when the zombies broke out, Chen Mo was studying in the classroom at night, and his deskmate Su Zeyu was late for class. It is said that he went to the sand pile behind the school to watch the sunset on a date with a junior elementary school girl.

But the sunset that day was gray and not pretty at all.

Chen Mo did not expect to see Su Zeyu again.

In three years, Su Zeyu grew too tall.

On the night of the meeting, Su Zeyu's face was yellow and emaciated, and his face was covered with dust and dirt. Chen Mo never thought that the useless doctor he pointed a gun at would be Su Zeyu.

Chen Mo asked in a daze, "You...how did you become a doctor?"

Speaking of the past, the smile on Su Zeyu's face gradually disappeared.

He lowered his head and sighed: "That day, when we were still in school, Liu Qian and I made an appointment to elope. We didn't go to see the sunset at all, but bought train tickets and planned to go to the big city to fight , live our own lives. Later... zombies broke out on the train. Zombies mixed with people on the train. I pulled Liu Qian to jump out of the car and escape. But Liu Qian didn't dare, she must stay on the train. So I jumped off the train, walked alone in the wilderness for three days with a limp, and was taken by the people of the research center, where I did odd jobs while studying medicine, and Ansheng lived a few years."