Xu Xingche stood in front of the shelf, stretched out his hand, took the things on it, and put it in his left pocket, a little satisfied, but saw something in the box in the corner.

After thinking about it for a while, he took five or six of the things and put them in his pants pocket.

It seems like...... Not enough.

Then he reached out and put it in his pocket.

When Jiang Juan swept away a large number of things and was about to leave, he appeared and stood beside Jiang Juan, his slender fingers hooking Jiang Juan's hand, waiting for her next move.

Ginger Roll was once again bleeding from the boy's moe.

Holding his hand, before she left the shop, she saw the mask hanging on the wall on the other side of the door, the mask style was not very novel, it was very ordinary white, gray, and black, and there were no fancy patterns on it.

Jiang Juan glanced at the scar on the boy's face, and he didn't know if it was because of the zombie virus, his physique was not quite the same as a normal person now.

Wen Yi's leg was injured before, and the condition was not very good, but there was still a bandage to stop the bleeding, Xu Xingche's wound was only detoxified, but there was no major problem in the back, and there was no blood.

Looking at it now, it looks like it's starting to scab over.

Jiang Juan took several masks, picked out a gray color that closely resembled the color of his pupils, and put it on for him to try.

The mask just covered the wound on his cheek, only a small part of the bridge of his nose was exposed, and he stood there with a blank face to cooperate with her movements, and after putting it on, Jiang Juan said, "So that others can't see it." ”

"Because...... Ugly? ”

His voice came through the mask, muffled.

Jiang Juan didn't expect him to be like this, and he still remembered whether he was ugly or not.

She denied: "No, the wound on your face is very much like a scratch, and it will not be good if someone sees it then." ”

The boy was thoughtful, and he didn't know if he understood what she meant.

The ginger roll just gave it a try, then took it off, and then said, "It's boring to wear, so you don't need to wear it when you don't meet anyone." ”

Xu Xingche nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

After getting in the car, Jiang Juan put things in the back, not in one place, put some in the back seat, put some in the trunk, and put some in the backpack.

After finishing it, his eyes inadvertently swept over Xu Xingche's body, but he saw that his pants pockets were bulging.

Jiang Juan asked him, "What did you take?" ”

Xu Xingche turned his head and looked at her intently.

There was no trace of emotion on his pale face, but his lips pursed.

Okay, I'm sure I'm going to have to think about it for a long time to answer, and Jiang Juan doesn't plan to embarrass him.

This time, not only did Jiang Juan not intend to be embarrassed, but even Xu Xingche didn't mean to say it, seeing that Jiang Juan didn't look at him, Xu Xingche's hand touched his pocket, his eyelashes drooped, and he fanned twice, and finally had a different expression on his face.

That's - a weak heart.

It's a pity that the ginger roll didn't see it.

The car passed through a village, drove a little way, and arrived at a small town, the town is surrounded by mountains and rivers, after entering from the entrance, you can see a river about ten meters wide, driving for more than ten minutes, you can also see the river meandering all the way.

At another fork in the road, a van also drove up.

The two cars met, and the van stopped.

The van window was lowered, and a head poked out.

It was an uncle in his thirties and close to forty, with a stubbled beard on his face, he took a closer look, and could barely distinguish that it was a girl in the driver's seat, and his voice was loud: "Big sister." ”