86_86324 "Have you read this book too?" Foreman Li looked at the Count of Monte Cristo in my hand and asked.

"Yes, in high school." I replied, "It's been a long time, but I always remember that sentence." ”

"After I read this book in college, I decided to be like the Count of Monte Cristo, but no one gave me a thousand treasures, so I had to work hard to make money, so I got my current appearance and current character."

"Isn't it good now?" I was looking down and counting how many cars were parked in the open-air parking lot downstairs, and when I looked at it from this angle, the cars parked downstairs looked smaller than mahjong.

"Let you choose, will you choose to live in the past world, or live in the present world?" Foreman Li pointed to the cityscape in front of him and asked me.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but stop counting the cars and think about it. The world of the past? In my subjective mind, that has been a long time coming. In other words, I've adapted to the empty environment I have now, and I don't even have time to remember that past world. If my parents, my former friends, are still with me, I would have preferred to live in the world I am now.

However, the price of survival is precisely to sacrifice these things.

I smiled back at Foreman Li and didn't answer.

"Did you figure out the source of the bullet that appeared yesterday?" I swung my legs and asked him.

"How can you come up with this, do you think I'm Detective Conan?" Foreman Li said with a wry smile.

I didn't expect Foreman Li to answer such naughty words, his inner world is still quite interesting. I stretched out my hands, stretched my waist, and said, "Then you have to pay attention, you haven't figured out whether they are good or bad yet, and besides, the three people you let go may not come back." ”

"I know what I know." Foreman Li looked at the empty city outside the building and said.

"yes, I hope that when I come here again, you can build this place even better." I say. Seeing that the conversation was about the same, I put down my book, retracted my legs, and turned and jumped off the parapet.

"You're always welcome." Foreman Li turned his head and smiled at me, "By the way, this book will be given to you, you can read it again if you are bored on the way." ”

So saying, he picked up the copy of The Count of Monte Cristo and handed it to me.

Yes, although a lot of humanity has disappeared, there is still a lot of civilization heritage left. Relying on these spiritual food, you should be able to kill a lot of time on the road. So I took the book and said to him, "Thank you." ”

"I'm a little hungry, so I'll go down first." I looked up at him.

"Well," said Foreman Lee, turning his head, "I'll sit down a little longer." ”

On the way downstairs alone, I kept thinking back to the conversation I had with Foreman Li. Although I am not very good at reading people's minds, I can feel that when Foreman Li talks to me, his feelings are still relatively sincere. If you want to lie, I don't have anything worth him to deceive, at most he can deceive me.

Therefore, I feel that Uncle Wang's view of Foreman Li is too negative. Although there is an ugly side to human nature, no matter what the situation, feelings will always be bound to people's side. Although I didn't have any relationship with Foreman Li. My opinion is that Foreman Li is not a person who loves power as much as his life, he just wants to build a better community.

Well, since Uncle Wang insists on leaving and can't live in this community, let's use this place as a safe post or a safe haven. With so much to go ahead, who knows if you'll come across a better neighborhood.

After going down an unknown number of steps, I finally walked back to the fifth floor. Pushing open the hidden door, I saw that Wu Linyu and Uncle Wang had already gotten up and were sitting on the sofa smoking. From a distance, I saw that Wu Linyu's original camouflage uniform had been taken off and put on a clean winter coat, I don't know who found it for him.

The fleece jacket on the upper body, combined with the scars under his head, set off Wu Linyu more handsomely. At first glance, it looks like a certain male star, but I can't remember who it looks like.

"Yo, it's all up, good morning." I walked in the door and greeted them.

Wu Linyu and Uncle Wang held the cigarette butt in the same right hand movement, glanced at me, but kept silent and didn't speak, which made me a little embarrassed. But this is also what I expected, one is boring in itself, and the other is that something has happened, and there is a tendency to become boring.

Zhou Zhihong's big bag was leaning against the TV cabinet, and there should be a good breakfast to take inside. I vomited a few times last night, and my stomach was empty, and if I didn't eat anything, my stomach should have reacted. Unzipped the backpack and pulled it in, Uncle Wang's voice suddenly came: "Then what did Foreman Li tell you?" ”

"What?" I grabbed a pack of soda crackers and asked.

"I asked him what he said again."

I sat down on the couch, tore open the biscuit package and said, "I didn't say anything, just chatted with me casually, and gave me a book by the way." ”

With that, I put the Count of Monte Cristo on the coffee table and put the biscuit in my mouth.

When Wu Linyu saw the book, he extinguished the cigarette butt, took the book and flipped through it, and put it back on the coffee table. Uncle Wang said, "I have already told him that we are ready to leave. ”

"I know," I said, chewing on a biscuit, "Wu Linyu's injury, can it be healed tomorrow?" ”

Wu Linyu gently touched the injured part of his thigh, and finally was willing to speak: "It's not a big deal, the knife didn't pierce deeply, as long as you don't go too far, it should be fine." ”

Although he was willing to speak, listening to the tone, it was obvious that he was talking a lot more than before. I was tempted to ask him how long his psychological trauma would last, but on second thought, it was a bit silly to ask, so I said, "Okay, you're fine." ”

A few biscuits went down, and even if my stomach wasn't full, I choked on it and didn't want to eat anymore. I clapped my hands, slapped the cookie residues off my hands, stood up and said, "I'll go down first, Uncle Wang, you can talk to Brother Yu." ”

What I mean by this is that I hope Uncle Wang can give Wu Linyu a mental guidance, I don't know if he can understand it.

"You go down and ask if you have any cigarettes, and bring some up, we're done smoking." When I walked to the door, Uncle Wang spoke to me.

Walking out of the room, I decided to find Duan Ke first. Duan Ke must be with Chen Lishan, I thought about it carefully, Chen Lishan seems to often appear on the third floor. So I went all the way down to the third floor, only to find that the security doors on the third floor were closed. Following my memory, I approached the door where I had last seen Chen Lishan playing with her laptop and knocked on the door.

After a few knocks, there was a sound of movement in the door. After that, the door was pushed open. I pushed back a few steps and saw that the door was open to a girl I had seen downstairs the previous night.

"Duan Ke, are you here?" I asked her a little shyly.

The girl looked like she was sixteen or seventeen years old, with short hair, curly trouser legs, and a trendy outfit. She looks so cool that if it weren't for her small facial features, I wouldn't have been able to tell if she was a man or a woman. This tomboy saw my shy look and thought it was a little funny: "Here, you're her boyfriend, right?" ”

"Yes." Seeing her laugh made me even more embarrassed.

"Come in." The tomboy couldn't help but laugh again, and led me into the house.

"You sit down for a while, a few of them are changing clothes in the room, bored to death, I'll help you scream." She pointed to the couch and said to me.

"Okay, thank you." With that, I sat down on the couch.

There was a laptop on the glass coffee table in front of the sofa, and I curiously walked around the screen to look at it, which was a picture of a film and television work paused. Looking at the characters in it, it should be a Korean drama again, so I lost my curiosity in an instant.

The girls kept talking from the bedroom in the house, but they were too fast and too mixed to hear what was being discussed. I smiled wryly, who said that women should be depressed all the time, and what a positive and optimistic attitude it should be to be able to play and change clothes and maintain an appreciation of beauty in this last days.

After a while, the tomboy pushed the door and walked out, she sat on the sofa and said, "Little brother, it's time for you to be sad, your girlfriend just took off her clothes and was about to change, but she refused to come out." ”

"Oh, that's right, okay." I looked at the bedroom door and said with some disappointment. Okay, anyway, I'll leave tomorrow, Duan Ke should have some fun today.

The tomboy stretched out his hand and smiled at me, "I forgot to mention, my name is Pan Chenlu." ”

"Lou Li." I took her hand and nodded. Although I will leave tomorrow, the basic etiquette must be maintained.

"Since you're having fun, I won't bother, let's go first, goodbye." I got up and said goodbye.

"Well," said the tomboy Pan Chenlu, "there is one more thing, little brother, your girlfriend is very beautiful." ”

With that, she winked playfully at me and winked her right eye.

Looking at her actions, I said to myself, you tomboy shouldn't be a homosexual, right? But if that's the case, you won't have a chance, and we'll be gone tomorrow.

"yes, if you keep your hair longer, you might be prettier than her." I joked and walked to the door.

"Okay," Pan Chenlu's voice came from behind him, "Brother Chong's words, I'll try to keep my hair long." ”

I didn't answer her, I closed the door gently, I thought to myself, little brother is leaving tomorrow, if I have a chance, maybe I can come back and see your long hair fluttering.

As soon as he closed the door, there was an exclamation from another door next to him. I listened carefully, it must have been sent by Zhou Zhihong. So I stepped away and knocked on the door next to me.

The person in the door heard the knock on the door, and immediately another voice came out: "Come, don't worry, come, come." ”

Listening to the source of this voice, it is about the same age as Zhou Zhihong, and it seems that Zhou Zhihong has also mingled with his peers in the community. After more than ten seconds, the door was pushed open. The person who opened the door for me immediately ran back as soon as he pushed the door open, as if there was something he couldn't leave behind, and he was in a hurry to go back and finish it