The ringing of my phone woke me up from my sleep. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I turned off the alarm clock and put on my heavy glasses.

Slowly got up and washed, dressed and left the rental house.

Breathe in the quiet air of the morning, everything is so leisurely.

Wait, I glanced at my watch...

At half past eight, there was not even a single pedestrian on the street.

I shook my watch a bit to make sure it wasn't broken.

I pulled out my phone and looked at the time, it was half past eight in the morning.

I pondered what was going on and why there was no one at this time.

I waited stupidly for twenty minutes at the bus stop.

Nine o'clock was five minutes away, and I was five minutes away from being late.

I just noticed that all the cars on the road were parked on the road, and the driver inside was asleep.

In desperation, I found a shared bicycle on the side of the road and scanned the code to get on the bus.

Twenty minutes of riding, sweating profusely.

I finally got to the hospital, where I was an intern.

I wondered, why is there no one in the hospital that used to be crowded every day?

And not a single shop on the road is open.

I walked into the lobby of the hospital, and the nurse on duty, Xiaoli, was lying on the ground.

I subconsciously ran over.

I shouted twice when I picked up Xiaoli, but Xiaoli didn't respond at all.

I put my hand on my nose and breathed evenly.

Dizzy?

I tried shouting and slapping Lily in the face.

No response at all.

I carried Xiaoli to the emergency room of the ward.

But when I opened the door, I was stunned.

There were all people lying in front of them.

I let go of Xiaomei and started paying attention to everyone.

All of them were breathing, but they were as motionless as vegetative people.

I started to walk around every corner of the hospital.

I was stunned when I was in the operating room.

The surgeon and the instrument nurse were lying on the ground.

The patient lies on the operating table, with the ribcage open.

I immediately barged in and picked up the surgical materials.

It's a heart bypass.

I glanced at the patient on the operating table and could confirm death at a glance.

Why is this happening?

I looked at the heart rate monitor and there was a parallel line on it.

I looked at the logs, and the last time I stopped jumping was seven or eight hours ago.

That is, after twelve o'clock.

The sick are already dead, and the dead cannot die anymore.

I also walked out of the operating room.

It seems that there are people like this all the way, and I probably understand that they all became like this after twelve o'clock last night.

I walked out of the hospital and carefully watched the street on the road.

When I walked into a 24-hour convenience store, I found the clerk lying on the ground.

I went up and touched my breath, and the situation was exactly the same.

I'm wondering if everybody has become like this.

But I can still run and jump.

So will there be anyone like me?

I took out my phone and opened Sina Weibo.

I'm even more sure that everyone has been like this since twelve o'clock last night.

Because the last Weibo of all kinds of news on Sina Weibo was posted at twelve o'clock.

I sent a message.

(Are there any living people in this world?)

I sent it out, and I knew the chances were slim.

I guess my message will get lost in the vast amount of Weibo.

When I stood up, I was a little hungry.

There was a convenience store in front of me, so I had no choice but to get something to eat.

I wanted to try to check out, but I found that I couldn't operate the cash register at all.

This may be my first time being a thief, and I hope I won't be caught in the future.

I'm going to walk out of the convenience store.

I stood inside the store and looked outside, and it would be a crime to get out of the store.

I shook my head with a wry smile and took out a hundred pieces from my pocket and slapped it on the table.

He sighed and walked out.

Of course, this is the first time.

The second and third times thereafter.

Until three days later.

I started to go freely everywhere I could, and when I was hungry, I could just go to the supermarket and convenience store and eat something.

You don't need to spend money on anything.

And I found that not only people, but also animals have become like this.

Of course, because of this, I have no restraint and control.

It's boring, but it's also fun.

Cars that you can't afford, toys you can't afford to play with.

Just go in and take it out, and no one will stop me.

I sat in a Ferrari 458 and looked out the window.

I remembered a joke.

The last man on earth sat alone in a room. At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Three days have passed since I posted on Weibo.

Zero retweets, zero likes, zero comments.

I may be the last person on this earth, but who knocks on the door can't come.

I was reminded of my first love.

I stepped on the gas pedal and went to her house.

I had a crush on her when I was in junior high school, and I even remembered her home.

I went downstairs to her house and went to the hardware store to buy a hammer before going up.

In room 402, I tightened my grip on my hammer and began to slam the door hard.

One, two.

Five, six.

I slammed the door open.

Walked in.

This address was secretly seen in my teacher's junior high school graduation book.

I hope she didn't move.

I walked into the bedroom and I saw her.

Lying on the bed and sleeping peacefully.

I lifted the sheet and found her peeing on a sheet.

I realized the seriousness of the matter.

Everyone in the world, except for me, has become a vegetative person.

And they have their own eating, drinking, and Lazar.

It's been three days, which is equivalent to three days without food or drink.

I felt her breathing, and her pulse was weak.

I immediately ran downstairs and got some milk and bread.

Back in the room, I found the running water pipe in the kitchen.

I knew I couldn't delay, it was too late to go to the hospital.

A simple gas stove to detoxify the water pipes.

He took out the bowl and soaked the milk to soften the bread.

I broke her mouth open and forced it into my esophagus with a hose.

I saw her brow furrowed slightly, and I knew she was uncomfortable.

I tried twice and finally succeeded.

I began to use my mouth to force the mixture of milk and bread into the hose.

I drank a sip and blew it in, and I forcibly fed the food in a dozen mouthfuls.

I pulled out the hose and checked my breathing again.

It seemed to ease up a bit, and I looked at the sheets that were already stinking.

I dragged her to the bathroom and gave her a shower.

Simply wiped dry and found a hair dryer to dry her hair.

I chose clothes in the wardrobe according to the habit of straight male cancer, and I was really beautiful after wearing them.

I put her on the couch.

I started thinking about the seriousness of the matter.

If everyone is like her.

Then there is no treatment, and the limit of not eating or drinking is only four or five days.

And I can't take care of the whole world, just my first love wears me out half to death.

Water hose feeding can only be an emergency this time, if you want to go to the hospital for a long time.

With a special esophagus, it will not affect her.

Thinking of this, an even bigger question came to mind.

Food has an expiration date, and basically the time limit of one year is the upper limit.

What do I do after a year?

I shook my head and tried not to think about it.

Then I can't save the other people, my parents are in another city.

The plane and train may arrive in a day, and even if it is a Ferrari, it will take at least two days to drive.

It's been three days, and there's no chance of going there.

I can only take care of this first love now.

I still remember how she rejected me back then, but now she is as well-behaved as a kitten.

Snuggle up by the couch, snuggle up next to me.