It's ridiculous, Tang Ling looked at Su Yao in front of him fixedly, and he only had this idea in his heart.

He couldn't describe the despair in his heart, how hard he had tried to take his mother-in-law and sister into a safe zone, only to wake up to find that he was the only one alive, still in the safe zone, in front of a completely strange, bull-strong man.

What to say? What reaction to give? Tang Ling, who was like a dead heart, didn't have any fear! Having lost the pillar of his heart, he is not afraid of death.

"Okay." After staring at Tang Ling with empty eyes for almost a minute, Su Yao felt a deep frustration in his heart and threw Tang Ling onto the bed.

"That's how you treat your savior." Su Yao was a little angry, but more helpless, he nested in the sofa, his long and strong legs were placed on the small table, and there was a muffled sound of 'bang'.

Once again, he took out a cigarette and lit it, and Su Yao felt that he needed to take a dose of fierce medicine.

And Tang Ling didn't react at all, what posture Su Yao threw him on the bed, he kept whatever posture, in fact, Tang Ling couldn't move anymore, and the weakness in his body after waking up was stronger than any before.

Moreover, he stood motionless in front of the window for almost eight hours.

That was the only belief that sustained him, and if there really was hell, he could at least tell his mother-in-law and sister what it was like in Safe Zone 17.

Actually, it's not like paradise.

The muddy roads and dense stone houses are layered on top of each other, some tall and some short, but they are all like ant boxes, which makes people depressing.

The eyes are not too far away, and this kind of crowding that obscures the sky and the sun makes many places even unable to see the light, and it is as dark as evening.

Even if this is only a corner of Safe Zone 17, how happier can they be than the people in the colony?

Perhaps, a sense of security?

Tang Ling's heartache was tinged with despair and numbness, and he didn't feel the knock on the door from outside the house at this time.

Instead, Su Yao glanced at Tang Ling, who was like a dead dog on the bed, and opened the door.

It turned out to be the chef who twisted her waist and walked into the room with a pot of fragrant broth.

She didn't care about Tang Ling, and after putting the soup on the table, she just watched Su Yao twist and refuse to leave, but was sent away by Su Yao's unkind eyes, so she had to leave stupidly.

"Drink it." Su Yao put the broth in front of Tang Ling, feeling that his tone was already very gentle.

In fact, the broth was very good-looking, and it had been boiling for almost a whole day with steaming heat, and the milky white broth was full of oil, and the large pieces of tendon that had been somewhat strong had been cooked so softly that they were about to separate.

The green, precious vegetables are probably the last to be put in, floating on the milky white broth.

With such a luxurious broth, Tang Ling has lived for fifteen years, not to mention that he has seen it, and he can't even imagine it.

But even so, Tang Ling didn't even roll his eyes.

"Hehe, in this day and age, there is not even basic piety in the face of food! It seems that after you recover, I will need to beat you up a few times with this attitude. Su Yao was surprisingly no longer annoyed, clenched his fists, and made a bone sound.

He calmly didn't speak again, just walked to the corner of the room, opened the cabinet, took out a backpack, and then picked up Tang Ling and threw it in front of the backpack.

There was a muffled sound from the hard ground, but Tang Ling was surprisingly lacking even the pain in his body, but Su Yao squatted down unhurriedly and ripped open his backpack.

A bloody skirt was handed to Tang Ling's eyes.

Tang Ling raised his head suddenly, although the skirt was already tattered, he could still recognize the familiar patterns and patches at a glance.

The skirt of the fabric, Shanshan's favorite and most luxurious skirt.

Even if she fled, she deliberately wore her skirt inside.

Almost snatched the skirt, Tang Ling held it tightly in his hand, his face buried in the skirt, and it seemed that he could still smell the familiar aroma of dried clovers.

"Shanshan..." Tang Ling's throat came out with a few dry and ugly words, he wanted to cry but there were no tears, and his eyes hurt terribly.

"It's a shame that I only found this. In this day and age, you may have to get used to a living person, and there is no scum left in the blink of an eye. Su Yao's tone softened, and it could be seen that he wanted to comfort, but what he said could only make people more desperate.

Tang Ling didn't say anything, but there was finally a trace of gratitude in his eyes, he didn't care about his life, but he was grateful that the man in front of him still had the heart to find this tattered little dress.

"This, too, for you. There is no way, there is only a small amount left in the body, so..."As he spoke, Su Yao took out a very small jar from his backpack and put it in front of Tang Ling's eyes.

Tang Ling was not stupid, he understood what Su Yao was talking about, he took the clay jar in one hand, it was unbelievably light.

Tang Ling was too hard, and his knuckles turned white.

That was the only strength he had, and all he could grasp was the tattered little dress in front of him and the jar containing his mother-in-law's ashes.

"Thank you." Tang Ling hung his head and said these two words with difficulty, but his eyes became more and more hollow.

The relics are not comforting, but shattering the last glimmers of hope and illusion.

"Do the words thank you make sense? I thought hatred would sustain you. Su Yao took a deep puff of his cigarette and narrowed his eyes again.

Tang Ling was at a loss, hatred? Are you looking for the corpses? The life he longs for is to live with his sister and mother-in-law.

Does it make sense to find those unconscious corpses? Tang Ling didn't have any motivation.

Su Yao was not in a hurry, he just knelt in front of Tang Ling, spit out a puff of smoke, and then took out something from his arms and handed it to Tang Ling's eyes.

"You wouldn't think everything was a coincidence, would you? Let's take a look at this, everything is wronged, and the debtor is the owner! If you are a man, even if you want to die, should you have an explanation? ”

"Perhaps, these stupid pig-like high-ups in Security Zone 17 are also to blame?" It seemed that the fire was not burning hard enough, so Su Yao deliberately added.

Looking at the things in Su Yao's hands, Tang Ling's eyes widened suddenly, he was so frightened that he wanted to stand up, but the weakness made him kneel on the ground all of a sudden.

"Where, where did you come from?" Tang Ling's breathing became extremely rapid, his original weakness made it difficult to speak, but now that he asked this sentence, he used all his strength, and his face turned red.

"The battle came, it's a pity, I didn't win, I picked up a life! But, in the future, do you have a reason not to win? Su Yao understated.

Tang Ling grabbed the object in Su Yao's hand, and it was a strand of silver-white hair.