Seven o'clock in the evening.

Zhang Mo sat in the living room, staring at Ji Ying'er opposite.

Because Ji Ying'er went to the bathroom halfway, he finally slipped out of her bedroom.

But then there are more urgent matters.

Meals.

He and she were hungry.

Zhang Mo stared at her for a long time, and sighed lightly, "What about the food you cooked?" ”

Xiao Ying'er's stomach rumbled uncontrollably, her face flushed, and she was embarrassed to say that she had forgotten.

"I'm guessing you forgot." Zhang Mo glanced at her, looking like he could see through her thoughts.

"Well, you guessed it." She said it directly, since it was exposed, she didn't want to hide anything, anyway, the sky fell tall and tall.

Zhang Mo was really defeated by her, he thought about it, it was not good to go out to eat at night, so he picked up his mobile phone and said to her: "Are you used to eating KFC?" If you don't object, I'll order it. ”

"And Ji Weier's." She didn't forget to make a reminder.

"Got it, why hasn't she come back yet."

Just as he was muttering like this, the door was opened, and the beautiful girl changed her shoes at the door, took off her mask by the way, looked at the two people staring at her in the room, tilted her head and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"No, we're talking about what to eat for the night." Ji Ying'er smiled sweetly, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her starry eyes were shining with a sparkling light, and the beauty of a moment made Zhang Mo stunned.

Ji Yinger never smiled at him, and never had any other expression.

This smile is so precious, even if it is not for him, he can feel a lot of warmth from it.

Zhang Mo began to be a little envious, envious that they deserved to come out of a mother's womb, and the relationship was really good.

And he, even if he has lived with them for three years, he always seems to be an outsider, and he has never integrated in.

She came back and knew that Zhang Mo ordered a meal and said that she wanted chicken steak and taro milk tea.

While waiting, Zhang Mo took out a deck of playing cards out of nowhere, glanced at them silently, and still didn't take them out after all. He took out his mobile phone with some annoyance, opened the glory of the king again, and sent it to the dark.

In about ten minutes, the home delivery was delivered.

Zhang Mo ordered a lot, the whole family bucket, a whole roast chicken, purple sweet potato balls, corn buckets, including milk tea and some snacks, he ordered one of the things that girls love to eat on the profile.

A large pile of fragrant food was on the table, and they only took some of it.

Ji Weier took the chicken steak and a taro milk tea back to the bedroom, and didn't take anything else.

Ji Yinger didn't eat much, and two hamburgers and a glass of milk also went back to the bedroom.

Zhang Mo looked at the table full of tears, and felt a little crying.

He carried the whole family bucket back to his bedroom, and the rest of the food that could not be eaten was sealed and temporarily put in the refrigerator, if they stayed up late, they liked to open the refrigerator, and they would not starve.

…………

Close the curtains, turn off the lights, and press the button on the insect repellent incense.

Zhang Moping lay on the bed, looked at the dark room, closed his eyes and reviewed the joys and sorrows and gains of today's day, and fell asleep unconsciously.

He had a dream, a very strange dream. He knew what he was doing, every movement was crystal clear, he wanted to wake up, patted his cheek countless times, or pinched his nose, but no matter what, he just couldn't wake up, as if there was an unfathomable magic that trapped him here, cursing him to live forever and never wake up day and night.

He saw a battlefield, densely packed with countless people falling to the ground, corpses piled up into mountains, piled up into corpses, blood rained in the sky, blood flowed on the ground like rivers, nowhere could they settle, nowhere was not corpses. A huge gray vulture flew over, tore a corpse apart with its huge beak, opened its hideous mouth and devoured it alive, and the bloody scene was unfolded in front of my eyes, and the smell of blood was disgusting.

Zhang Mo walked aimlessly in the pile of corpses, he didn't know what he was acting for, he just looked coldly at the piece of purgatory on earth in front of him.

At this moment, he is like a god and demon who has extinguished all human emotions, and even if the heaven and earth are gone, he cannot be moved in the slightest.

Looking at the front of him, feeling the dead silence between heaven and earth, he suddenly felt a little happy, a kind of ...... The pleasure of morbid madness.

After walking for dozens of steps, he froze in place, his eyes widening slowly, as if he had seen something that frightened him, and he hurried over, wearing stiff clothes, and every step was extremely heavy, and the sound of metal touching and rubbing was made on the ground.

Under a withered willow tree, looking straight at the past only half of the black wood left, a basket of two corpses stood out.

After seeing it clearly, he felt that his head was blank, all the wind and clouds, and everything in the world was not important.

The sense of tension and crisis went straight to the deepest softness of the heart, and the sharp stinging sensation pierced the heart, as if it was about to pierce the heart, and every inch and every strand of breath was so difficult and heartbreaking.

"Ah!!h Zhang Mo ran over and knelt on the ground, pulled the corpses scattered around him, and carefully held them in his arms, but their bodies were cold and had no breath at all, and his last bit of consciousness collapsed, crying in embarrassment on the gray ground.

Ji Ying'er and Ji Wei'er were wearing strange clothes, but he would never forget the smell on their bodies and the eye-catching hair, it was them! It's them! He was the most important person!

Gone! Nothing! Nothing matters anymore!

Even in his sleep, Zhang Mo's heart was painful to death, his body trembled violently, and he was covered in cold sweat.

In the dream, an extreme force quickly eroded his whole body, and a crazy will burst out in his mind uncontrollably.

Suddenly, a huge golden eye swept open above the blood-soaked sky, like the eye of the heavens, looking down on the earth coldly, and the terrifying and oppressive aura came to the face like a hurricane, causing the vulture to stop eating, fluttering its wings and flying away in fright.

Zhang Mo slowly shed bloody tears, his left eye was exactly the same as the pupil in the sky! Emotionless, cold as ice and snow that will not melt for thousands of years.

Not far away, Li Xiangxue's corpse was also there, losing all its temperature and all its breath, but it only made him uncomfortable for a while, and it was they who really made him feel desperate.

Zhang Mo never thought that they were so important to him, so important that once he lost it, even his breathing was so painful.

Zhang Mo didn't know who killed them, and he didn't know who killed everyone, obviously it was just a dream, why was it so real, so real that he screamed and trembled in pain.

"Why do you feel sad?" The pupils above the heavenly dome made a heavy sound, like a dusk drum and morning bell, shaking the heart.

"Because...... The man I thought was dead. The scarlet boy spoke mechanically, and there was no joy or sorrow in his voice.

Zhang Mo suddenly broke free, his consciousness was completely liberated, and turned into an alternative perspective.

At the moment he could not control his body or his will, he was like an outsider, quietly watching the situation unfold.

The Heavenly Firmament Pupil asked again, and the blood-colored boy spoke coldly. Zhang Mo couldn't hear what they were saying, his voice seemed to be covered by something, but he knew that they were talking and talking about something, but he couldn't hear a word clearly.

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At seven o'clock in the morning, Zhang Mo hadn't gotten up yet.

He was stuck in a nightmare, a long nightmare haunting him. Countless purgatory, countless reincarnations of life and death, every time it tore apart his spiritual will like a thousand knives. In this case, both the body and the spirit have reached a limit that is on the verge of destruction, and the slightest carelessness is to fall into the abyss of destruction.

Ji Ying'er and Ji Wei'er knocked on his door neatly dressed, but they repeatedly got no response, so they simply walked into the boy's room.

Zhang Mo's room furnishings are very few, he is minimalist, and strives to be simple and clean.

There was nothing in his room except a bed, a wardrobe, an air conditioner, a computer desk, and a desktop computer on top, and it was empty compared to the girls' room.

There were only a few things in the sixty-square-meter room, and they all felt a little shabby when they saw it.

"Orange flavored ......" Ji Ying'erqiong's nose moved slightly, and she sniffed the smell of Zhang Mo's room, well, it was exactly the same as the smell on his body.

Ji Weier likes osmanthus, Zhang Mo likes oranges, and she likes peonies.

Ji Ying'er and Ji Wei'er rarely enter Zhang Mo's room, because this is a tacit understanding, Zhang Mo will not enter their room, and they will naturally not enter his room.

The bed has a humanoid silhouette and is lying quietly, motionless. It's seven o'clock, Zhang Mo is still sleeping! Didn't he know that there was something important today?

They walked to the bed and saw that Zhang Mo was really still sleeping with his eyes closed, and they suddenly felt a little strange and even angry.

Although Zhang Mo is lazy, he is very alert, and when someone enters his room, he will wake up immediately even if he is sleeping. And in my impression, he has never been in the habit of sleeping lazy.

At this moment, it is easy to understand that people will subconsciously think that it is deliberate.

Ji Ying'er sat on the bed and was just about to pull Zhang Mo up, but Ji Wei'er raised her hand to stop her.

Faced with Ji Yinger's doubts, Ji Weier said uncertainly: "He seems to be having a nightmare." ”

With such a reminder, Ji Yinger felt that it was too.

Looking carefully, Zhang Mo's face is very bad now, not to mention the pale color, he is still sweating a lot, and the white short sleeves he is wearing are soaked with sweat on his chest.

Ji Wei'er stepped forward, sat quietly on the edge of the bed, and gently held Zhang Mo's left hand, and after a few seconds, she frowned and said, "His fingers are trembling slightly." ”

"Huh? Are you sure? Ji Ying'er exclaimed quietly, blinked, very curious, and walked to the other end of the bed to hold Zhang Mo's right hand.

"Really, you look at his expression, it seems to be in pain." Ji Ying'er blinked her eyes, it was the first time she had seen Zhang Mo like this.

In her impression, Zhang Mo is a strong and hateful man, and at the same time he loves face very much, loves to brag, and inadvertently has a bit of a hooligan temperament, but at the moment he is very weak, pitiful and helpless, which is in stark contrast to him usually.

Zhang Mo closed his eyes, even in his sleep, he still frowned tightly, and his whole body trembled slightly, as if he was facing something terrible.

Ji Weier gently put her hand on his forehead, trying to soothe his troubles and sorrows. The girl's white and tender palm was as clear as jade, soft and boneless, Zhang Mo seemed to have a premonition of something, and his breathing was much smoother than before.

"Ji Weier, you actually touched his face." Ji Ying'er was very surprised, she knew better than anyone else that she hated men more than her, how could she take the initiative to touch a man's body, if it was Zhang Mo, her hands were okay, but it was absolutely impossible for a sensitive part of her face.

"Although you don't want to call him brother, it's a fact that he's our family." Ji Weier didn't explain much, but only emphasized the concept of family.

"Family ......" Ji Ying'er had a moment of dazedness in her expression, and soon turned into enlightenment.

The two girls held his hand, wanting to give him strength and warmth. I don't know if it will work, but it's the only thing they can do.

Although Zhang Mo is very annoying to them, it is not Zhang Mo who hates him after all. It's that they hate men, so they carry on this hatred to him.

Looking at him who was showing his weak side at the moment, the hearts of the two girls fluctuated strangely at the same time. They couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and asked themselves, are they usually too cold to him? Why would he impose his excessive feelings for the race of men on him, and whether it would be too unfair to him?

Yes, family, they're family!

The two girls sincerely hoped that Zhang Mo would wake up at this moment, and the white and tender Rou Jing held his white and slender hand tightly, hoping to convey this heart and strength through the transmission of temperature. Let him feel better, feel better, sweat a little, brow a little calmer, and his body be a little less tense and trembling......

Perhaps it was the prayers of the two maidens that moved the heavens. A few minutes later, Zhang Mo suddenly woke up from his sleep, he stood up, his eyes widened, and a pair of pupils unconsciously looked ahead, gasping for breath.

In the quiet room, the sound of the teenager's heavy breathing was so distinct. After taking some time to calm his mind, he closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, which could be regarded as regaining some of his mental energy. He recovered tiredly, and raised his eyelids slightly.

As far as the eye could see, two beautiful girls were looking at him with concern on their faces, their eyes full of worry and uneasiness, wondering what was going on but worried about his current state, and it was not easy to ask.

Ji Yinger...... Ji Weier...

Ying'er! Vier!

He held them in his arms suddenly, hugged them tightly one by one, felt their existence with his body, and could face each other's heartbeats, which was the truest feeling!

The two concave and delicate girl bodies were very clearly transmitted to Zhang Mo's heart through physical contact.

Alive, alive, still seeing them, hearing them, smelling them, feeling them......

Zhang Mo closed his eyes in satisfaction, and his heart was full of great joy that could not be described in words.

He suddenly found that the world was so beautiful, everything was so beautiful, even if there was great ugliness and misfortune around him, it was nothing, he had just lost the most important thing, experienced the ultimate despair, in the face of that pain, everything was no longer important.

At this moment, he hugged them, as if he had the whole world! Richer than the king!

Treating them as the most precious people and vowing to protect them with all his might, Zhang silently shouted to himself silently.

"Hooligans!"

"What are you doing!"

Two scoldings rang in their ears, and they struggled to their feet.

Zhang Mo was still immersed in joy alone, but then two very loud slaps woke him up completely.

It was dawn and I woke up from my dream.