It was an exceptionally sunny day.

The curtains were not closed, and the sunlight outside the window spilled in through the cracks in the curtains, shining on a man's face, saying that the man might still be a little inappropriate, and that the man's chin had some slight stubble, and it looked like a boy of about twenty years old at most.

The place where he was was appeared to be a dormitory, with four beds, two on the left and two on the right, and the remaining three beds were empty except for him.

In the aisle between the beds was a long wooden table with three computers and some buckets of instant noodles and snacks. Although there were a lot of things, everything was neatly placed on the table, and there was not a trace of dirt. Looking at the cleanliness, it may be better than many girls' dormitories.

The man was sweating profusely, and the expression on his face was also uncertain, as if he was having a nightmare, but he still had no intention of waking up.

With a bang, the door was opened from the outside, and a young man ran in in a hurry, with a clear target, that is, the man lying on the bed.

"Leng Yan, wake up, don't sleep, today is Xiao Witch's class, if we don't get there, our subject will definitely hang," Gao Ziyuan shook the shoulder of the man on the bed with an anxious face, and held a few textbooks in his other hand.

Leng Yan felt that someone was shaking his body in a daze, and suddenly goosebumps popped up all over his body, and he jumped up directly from the bed and distanced himself from the man in front of him.

"Leng Yan, what's wrong with you? Are you asleep? There are still five minutes before class, let's go quickly," Gao Ziyuan did not doubt him, glanced at him, stepped forward and ran out wanting to take his arm.

"You're... High self-afar? Leng Yan was really blindsided at this time, he remembered that the environment next to him was not like this at all when he slept, was this still a dream? Otherwise, how could Gao Ziyuan, who had been dead for many years, appear in front of him.

The striped shirts in the room swayed gently in the air with the breeze blowing in from the window, the familiar computers and keyboards, the snow-white walls with their class schedules, and the smell of food coming from nowhere, all of which made him feel extremely nostalgic, like a memory door from a long time ago suddenly opened.

He looked down at his hands, which were a pair of hands that had never experienced a battle, white and tender, slender fingers, no wounds could be seen, and even more delicate than many girls, at first glance, they were a pair of hands that could only be had before the end of the world.

After the end of the world, due to some human reasons, his evolution level is far behind others, and even his evolution speed cannot catch up with those man-eating monsters, he can only hide in Tibet, relying on some things that no one wants at all to survive.

Heaven still favored him, and it was this mouse-like day that he persevered for a long time in the last days.

Later, he gradually climbed up from the bottom, although his abilities were not worth mentioning compared to those powerful evolutionaries. But he still managed to set up a small force, although this force did not exist for a long time before it was burned down by other forces.

The face of the man in front of him had almost forgotten him, but he quickly recognized that this was his college roommate, Gao Ziyuan.

"Leng Yan, what are you still in a daze, let's go!" Gao Ziyuan stood at the door of the dormitory with his textbooks in his arms, frowning and shouting.

He saw that Leng Yan's mental state was a little strange, but he didn't care, thinking that it was the sequelae of just waking up, and he didn't think of anything else at all.

The air still smelled of earth, and it looked like it had just rained.

He hadn't smelled such a smell for many years, and what had accompanied him for so many years was the days of hiding in Tibet and the life of severed limbs, and every day he spent all his energy in order to avoid zombies and find food, and he didn't have the heart to think about anything else at all.

Leng Yan pinched himself, so painful that he almost jumped, and he had to accept the reality in front of him. After eight years of crawling and rolling in the last days, every time he misses nothing more than the days before the end of the world, but he didn't expect all this to become a reality, how can he not be excited.

"If you don't leave, I won't wait for you," Gao Ziyuan had already reached the top of the stairs, turned around and found that Leng Yan hadn't caught up yet, and turned around and returned to the bedroom.

Although having said that, Gao Ziyuan still stood at the door of the dormitory, and had no intention of leaving alone.

Looking at the man in front of him, Leng Yan's breathing became more and more rapid, and he walked up to the man in a few strides and hugged him.

"Leng Yan, what kind of plane are you doing, although we have a good relationship, but I don't have a hobby in this area," all the textbooks in Gao Ziyuan's hand fell to the ground, not to mention how tangled the expression on his face was, for fear of being seen by other people in the dormitory, he quickly closed the door.

The moment Leng Yan hugged Gao Ziyuan, he heard the powerful heartbeat of the other party, and his eyes moistened all of a sudden, his good brother Gao Ziyuan died in order to save him after the outbreak of the end times. Every time I think of him in the future, I feel heartache.

I didn't expect him to be standing in front of him alive now, so how could Leng Yan not be excited.

Gao Ziyuan tried hard a few times, and found that he had no way to push away this good friend who looked thin and weak, but he faintly heard the sound of snorting, and his heart sank suddenly.

"Leng Yan, tell me, is someone bullying you, isn't it Fan Qi's damn bastard?"

Leng Yan finally calmed down his mood, and then let go of Gao Ziyuan, and said in a very relaxed tone: "No one bullies me, don't think too much, who is Fan Qi?" ”

He stumbled for eight years in the last days, and where could he still remember the names of those who did not matter.

Although he was from the heart, it was not the case in Gao Ziyuan's ears, his eyes were full of worry, "Leng Yan, I know that Fan Qi's matter has a great impact on you, but you don't have to care about these things at all, we will be able to graduate this year, as long as we leave the school, Fan Qi's hand will not be so long." I'll promise you'll cover you when the time comes, you don't have to worry. ”

Leng Yan found the name of Fan Qi from the depths of his memory at this time, Fan Qi's father is the teaching director of this school, because he misbehaved his girlfriend before, Leng Yan was unforgivable, and directly blocked him at the school gate and beat him severely. Because his girlfriend Wang Jia told him that it was because Fan Qi forced her that she had no choice but to obey him.