There are not many words, only the wordless tacit understanding in this terrifying world.

The hallway was still dark and empty, except for the girl's door.

In this building, there are four households on the first floor, two rooms, and two rooms in one room, and the girl's house and Cangjie are next to each other, with a one-bedroom and one-hall layout.

Since Sister Min appeared in the bedroom, the girl must have escaped outside, the kitchens of the two families are next to each other, and the layout of the rooms is similar.

The girl came in dexterously, and when the girl entered the door, Cangjie immediately closed the door, for fear of delaying for a minute and a second.

Because the closure was too urgent, the sound was particularly loud, but when the two of them listened, they didn't feel harsh, but breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, just because it represented safety.

......

The dim candlelight brought a touch of light to the room, and I bought it during a power outage, and Cangjie turned on the flashlight for a long time before finding out.

The two sat opposite each other across the coffee table, looking at each other without saying a word.

What to talk about?

There's really not much to talk about.

Greetings and politeness are meaningless, everything comes too suddenly, people are at a loss, they are still in the process of accepting, accepting this world full of dangers and monsters.

It's a novel, it's not a novel.

There is not a single string of text that comes out to introduce the background of the world.

How did the last days come?

I don't know.

How did zombies come about?

I don't know.

What to do now?

Still don't know.

The word survival is simple, but every day of struggling in the cracks is not easy, at least for the current Cangjie, it is too difficult, too difficult.

The silence lasted for too long, as if there were two sculptures sitting in the living room instead of two large living people.

The girl's weeping eyes were flushed, and her delicate little face, which was bright and bright in the past, was stained with a lot of black ash, and from time to time she secretly lifted her eyes, glanced at Cangjie, and then drooped again, renewing the mist for her bright eyes.

The small hand clutched the hem of her clothes, which could show the tension and uneasiness in her heart.

The home dress in the summer is somewhat cool, if it is ordinary, the girl knocks on the door of the strange man in her pajamas, and then the two are in the same room, maybe how many people will look at this matter with colored glasses.

But now, this is just a helpless and normal measure.

Although Cangjie is an otaku, he is not a beast, and in his perspective, a girl is not a woman, she can only be regarded as a half-old child.

"Madoka you...... Have you eaten it?"

Have you eaten is a very interesting sentence, and the literal meaning does not represent its true meaning.

Meeting and asking the last sentence is a greeting or a greeting, and now asking it can also be called a chat invitation.

"No ......," the girl shook her head, and let out a faint mosquito cry from her small mouth that had been straightened into a straight line.

"Oh......"

Cangjie was silent for a while, really speechless.

"That'...... I'll go cook you instant noodles, you can eat something first. ”

I didn't know what to talk about, the silent atmosphere made people more and more embarrassed, and it was difficult to feel comfortable, so Cangjie had a good reason, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and fled in a hurry.

As soon as Cangjie left, the girl obviously relaxed a lot, leaned on the back of the sofa with a straight back, staring at the direction of Cangjie's departure, not knowing what she was thinking.

Escaping the vigilant sight, Cangjie, who entered the kitchen, was also relieved, leaving behind his uncomfortable body.

The girl's name is Madoka, the specific reason is unknown, and I don't know if this is a big name or a small name, Cangjie also listened to Sister Min's call a few times, so he wrote it down, of course, another reason is because of the deep impression that this name has left on him, well, that's really "healing".

In the kitchen, although the electricity is cut off, the gas and running water are still available, and the pipes buried in the ground are not so easily damaged.

Skillfully boil the pot for boiling.

In the daily life of otaku, if you talk about the best partner in terms of food, it must be instant noodles.

They can add intestines, eggs, and meat to instant noodles, and add dozens of times more than ten times the average price of instant noodles for two yuan and five yuan, but they are unwilling to spend this money to buy a healthier food.

What are you going to say?

To be honest, I don't know, in general, it's just a matter of having fun, being happy.

Cangjie's family lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of instant noodles, his instant noodles are bought by the box, seven or eight flavors, common and uncommon, all piled next to the refrigerator, looking like a garbage heap.

The biggest consolation in the last days is probably that you have enough food to stockpile, at least you have to avoid the early adventure, calculate the amount, even if it is counted as two people, I am afraid that you will not have to worry about hunger in the next month.

After a while, two bowls of instant noodles were placed on the coffee table, steaming hot and exuding the strong aroma of seasonings.

Well, Cangjie didn't eat it either, so I cooked a bowl for myself by the way.

The two ate silently, and for a while, only the sound of noodles was left in the living room, and the Chinese people's dinner table culture is worthy of being the best way to shorten the distance.

A bowl of instant noodles was in the stomach, and the stomach was hot, and Xiaoyuan's vigilance against Cangjie also subsided a lot, but she took the lead in opening the conversation.

"Uncle, what's going on outside?"

She sat on the sofa with her knees crossed, her dark eyes still revealing the confusion and confusion of the world.

Children, do you have a lot of question marks, it's a pity, I don't know your questions either.

Cangjie shook his head and looked at the pitch-black sky outside.

"Who knows......"

Chapter 4: Neighbor Li Yang

Yes, now that even he is in a state of enlightenment, how can he explain it to Xiaoyuan.

To this day, he still thinks back as if he was in a dream, and suddenly, he came to this strange world.

There is a lot of grief and death here.

Now they are eating instant noodles quietly, and someone downstairs may die in the mouth of a zombie, with their heads split in half and blood flowing all over their bodies.

Xiaoyuan ate instant noodles, cried while eating, raised his head, and looked at Cangjie with teary eyes: "Uncle, can my mother come back?"

Cangjie didn't know what to say, his heart was sour, and he couldn't tell the child that his mother couldn't come back: "You eat first, and we'll talk about these things later." ”

After that, Cangjie didn't dare to talk to Madoka anymore, for fear that Madoka was asking him some questions that he couldn't answer, so he plucked up his courage and walked to the window and looked at the scene downstairs.

His family lives on the fifth floor, so he doesn't have to worry about zombies sneaking in outside the glass, and the security door of his house is strong enough, and now his home is safe.

However, he can't live in this house forever and eat instant noodles to live, in this world, there must be other living people, he wants to go out to understand the setting of this world, so as to better survive in this world in the future.

Taking a deep breath, he finally made up his mind, pretended to be, and said to Xiao Yuan: "Xiao Yuan, uncle is going out now, you stay at home by yourself, no matter who knocks on the door, don't open it." ”