"Wife, don't leave me, you said you would always be with me, you promised me. ”

In the gray room, a man with a withered face, his hair was yellow and scattered, his lips were dry, he was wearing a T-shirt that had long been indistinguishable of what color and a pair of jeans were full of holes, and a pair of bloodshot eyes looked at the girl lying in his arms.

The girl has willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes and a goose egg face, and her facial features are very exquisite. The fly in the ointment was that the hair was very thin, and the eyes were dull, revealing a dull yellow and a sense of death, like an ivory carving, under Joan's nose, a small cherry mouth without a trace of blood.

"Mom and Dad are gone, my daughter is gone, I have you left, you alone......" The man muttered unconsciously.

The girl's breathing became rapid, her chest rose and fell rapidly, and her godless eyes seemed to be reinvigorated, becoming clear and bright, and bright. She hugged the man tightly, as if she wanted to merge her whole body into the other's body.

"I'm so cold, hold me tight!"

Hearing this, the man hugged the girl tightly, his hands constantly rubbing against her back.

"Is it still cold? I'll get you a coat. ”

"It's so warm, it's so familiar. I'm sorry, husband, I wanted to be with you all the time, but I'm really tired, so tired!" The girl's voice was very weak, "Recently I have been dreaming of our daughter, she is squatting on the ground alone, shrinking and saying to me, Mom, I am so afraid. "I'm dying, it's like death. You must live well, promise me, this is the last time I beg you. ”

The man's eyes had already blurred with tears, and his body trembled slightly. He wanted to be silent, but he looked at the girl's longing gaze, and finally slowly spit out four words, "I promise you." "The voice was hoarse and lifeless.

"Forgive me for my selfishness, although I can't bear you, but I want you to live more. ”

As if the last of his life and strength had been exhausted, the voice stopped abruptly. The girl's face was satisfied, but her eyes were reluctant, and a tear quietly crossed her cheek from the corner of her eye. This scene seems to be frozen, deeply imprinted in the man's heart.

The man silently looked at the girl who was slowly losing her life in his arms, and his eyes flashed with endless pain, struggle, unwillingness and helplessness.

"I'm sorry, little Nizi, forgive me for lying to you for the first time and the last time. His hand unconsciously touched the girl's hair, his eyes unfocused.

"I'm also very tired, very tired, just for you to live, I try to live, this is good, this is good......" The man slowly lay down, leaning sideways and holding the girl's head, his voice getting lower and lower, and finally becoming quiet.

The electronic clock hanging on the wall of the living room clearly displays the bright red numbers '2012·12·22'.

On the windowsill of the room stood a picture frame, pinned to it a family portrait about a foot long and half a foot wide.

A little girl, about 2 or 3 years old, happily straddles the shoulders of a young man, tilts her head and stretches out her little hands, as if to embrace the whole world.

The man's sword eyebrows are starry, with sharp edges and corners, and he looks very energetic. He put his hands on the child's legs and looked sideways at the girl beside him, his eyes full of doting.

The girl's skin is like snow, beautiful and dignified, tilting her head sideways, looking at the father and daughter next to her, the corners of her mouth are slightly upturned, happy and sweet. The blue sky and white clouds behind it make the whole picture more beautiful.

The blood outside the window was still the same, and there was a dead silence in the darkness.

On the bed, the man hugged the girl as if he had fallen asleep.

There is a black mobile phone on the bedside table, playing it in a loop, "The black sky is low, the bright stars are following, the insects are flying, the insects are flying, who are you missing? The stars in the sky are crying, the roses on the ground are withering, the cold wind is blowing and the cold wind is blowing, as long as you are with you! The insects fly and the flowers sleep, a pair and a pair are beautiful, not afraid of the dark but only afraid of heartbreak, no matter whether they are tired or not, and they don't care about the ...... of the southeast, northwest, and north."

On December 21, 2012, the world began to fill the world with a thick red fog that was almost invisible, and the infirm died at the sight of it. Communications failed, traffic was paralyzed, social order collapsed, burning, looting and looting occurred from time to time, and the whole world was in chaos.

In the days that followed, dark clouds covered the sun, lightning and thunder, violent storms, and rocky hail fell from the sky. There have been large-scale earthquakes and subsidence around the world, with sea of fire, volcanic eruptions, flash floods and tsunamis. Countless buildings collapsed and destroyed, corpses were strewn all over the field, countless dead and wounded, and the world was turned into hell.

On December 25 of the same year, "monsters" wrapped in a thick red fog continued to emerge from the ground.

The "monster" devours all living beings, absorbs all energy, and constantly divides. Even if humanity used nuclear weapons, the result did not change the situation, but accelerated its own destruction.

Eventually, endless "monsters" flooded the entire world, and the earth was wiped out.