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"What does green look like? Is it alive? Is it beating?" The little girl's eyes were confused.

The boy on the side curled his lips and let out a "tss", "It's the color of your brother's head."

"Really?" the little girl asked suspiciously, "The color on my brother's head is thick and serious. Is it the same with green?"

"Green is the color when I punched him, and the place where he was beaten was recovering, and it was full of vitality." Lou Yi's voice came from behind, and the little girl turned to see him, immediately dropped the paintbrush, and ran to him, Open your arms, "Brother Ah Yi."

Lou Yi glanced at Lou Su, the boy snorted disdainfully, and turned his head away.

"Is Qingwei painting?" Lou Yi picked up Duan Qingwei and walked to the window, Lou Su got off the chair uncomfortably and called out "Brother."

Duan Qingwei is achromatopsia.

She has a different perception of color.

In the past few years of the end of the world, most children of this age have become adults. Few of them live under Duan Qingyu's wings, carefully observing this black and white world with her own tentacles.

She likes to draw pictures.

But there are too few people in the base who can play with her.

Most of those other children seem to live in a different world from her. They don't know the cute little animals and lively flowers and plants that Duan Qingwei mentioned. They only know which mutant creatures can kill them, and which ones can make them live a little better.

Lou Yi thought of the boy he picked up and brought home who didn't know how many days he would live.

So Lou Yi glanced at Lou Su again.

Lou Su rolled his eyes at him.

Lou Yi just put the paintbrush into Duan Qingwei's hand, pointed to a spot on the canvas, "This is the sun, it's fire, what color does Qingwei think it should be?"

"Is it hope? Is it yearning? Is it that you will feel happy when you think about it?" Duan Qingwei said, "But A Su said it should be red."

Lou Yi suddenly understood what Duan Qingwei meant. In her eyes, red is always seen on people who are about to die.

……

It wasn't until late that the Lou brothers said goodbye to Duan Qingwei and left the room together.

The two kept walking in silence until Lou Yi felt that it was impossible for Duan Qingwei to hear Duan Qingwei in the room, so he said, "I said, you are not allowed to go crazy in the laboratory."

Lou Su gritted his teeth, "Am I going crazy?

Lou translation!Since An Yun's death, is there still a normal day for you to ride a horse? "

"You know what you're doing? Why do you think you won't be infected, you won't die!" Lou Su shouted, "Those cuties raised in your laboratory, just grab you and bite you One bite, and you may cease to be human!"

Lou Yi was very calm, and he retorted clearly, "Isn't it you?

This is the case with An Yun, and it is the same with those in my laboratory, but you have to kill anyone who may be infected.

You clearly know that An Yun was sober at the time..."

Lou Su shouted violently, "Enough!

All I know is he was going to stab your claws through your back! "

Lou Su's eyes were red, "You think I want to control your life?"

Lou Yi didn't speak, and after a while, he said, "They are locked in the isolation room, they are very safe."

The little cute boy was quickly tested for the virus.

The result showed that it was uninfected.

But Lou Yi didn't just throw this poor dumb and blind kid into the base to work.

The little poor boy told him that his name was An Ci.

On the contrary, Lu Qingjiu seemed to be very interested in Lou Yi, always asking him out to hang out with him from time to time.

But in fact, the entertainment activities that Lu Qingjiu can participate in are really limited, because this seemingly aristocratic man never eats or drinks outside, and never even takes off his gloves outside.

He was fully armed, as if Lou Yi saw the beggar-like person for the first time, not himself.

So whenever Lou Yi gets bored, he will invite him to dinner and tea.

The same is true today.

Lou Yi was sitting by the window, eating and drinking on his own, while Lu Qingjiu on the opposite side just looked at it with his chin resting on his face, with a calm demeanor, not wanting to eat but holding back.

"You will have less contact with An Ci in the future." Lou Yi said abruptly.

"What?" Lu Qingjiu said "tsk", "Afraid that I will abduct your little cutie?"

"He was taken away by you." Lou Yi looked out the window.

The dressing styles of An Ci and Lu Qingjiu are almost the same.

Duan Qingwei took his gloved hand, guiding him step by step, talking to him non-stop, and An Ci showed a smile from time to time.

The misfortune of the last days did not make these two unfortunate people lose hope in life.

Duan Qingwei also saw the two of them, stopped, and said something to An Ci.

Lou Yi stood up and walked towards the two of them.

An Ci opened his gray eyes and smiled in his direction.

"Are you feeling better today?" Lou Yi walked up to the two of them, rubbed Duan Qingwei's head with one hand, and said to An Ci.

Anci nodded.

He paused, then withdrew his hand from Duan Qingwei, took out the typewriter that he always carried, and wrote on it, "I'm very..."

He deleted the words and wrote, "Everything is fine..."

In the end, he wrote two words, "Thank you."

Lou Yi smiled softly, "Do you want to eat something?"

An Ci shook his head.

It happened that a handsome young man came over, holding two pieces of roasted sweet potatoes in his hand, Duan Qingwei shouted, "Brother Qi Rui, I want the smaller one."

The young man smiled gently, handed the small roasted sweet potato to Duan Qingwei, and said softly, "Eat slowly."

Duan Qingwei took the roasted sweet potato, took a big bite, and said, "It's so hot!"

The young man looked at Lou Yi and said with a little embarrassment, "Ah Yi is here too, do you want some? I'll go buy another one."

It's actually far from the season for roasted sweet potatoes, but there are so few street foods to be found these days.

Such as candied haws and stinky tofu, few people know how to do it, the steps required are complicated, and the materials are rare, so not many people are willing to make it.

Roasted sweet potatoes are not bad. Wood-type supernatural beings can constantly ripen sweet potatoes, and it doesn’t take too much effort to roast them. The price is relatively affordable. Most people are willing to buy a piece of roasted sweet potato to warm their heart and lungs while it’s hot. , to temporarily look back at the scene before the end of the world.

Lou Yi stretched out his hand to him, Qi Rui paused, and handed him the roasted sweet potato.

Lou Yi took An Ci's hand and pressed the roasted sweet potato into his hand.

The heat penetrated through the gloves and into the palms of the hands.

Hearing Lou Yi's voice, An Ci seemed to be saying to Qi Rui, "Thank you for taking care of them."

Then, he heard that evil ghost Lu Qingjiu say, "Thank you for taking care of the cuties for Ah Yi."