"Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, and when you encounter unsatisfactory conditions, you will want to change; When you find that you can't change it, you look forward to the destruction of the world.

So, what kind of people can live well in such a cruel world?

Brave? Wise man? Or is it pure luck?

Even if you want to live, that is to abandon all emotions and become ruthless? Or should we keep hope and pursue beauty in our hearts? ”

Mo Ran's hand tapping on the keyboard slowly stopped, originally wanting to make an ending to the novel "Doomsday Comes" that he wrote, but when he wrote this, he felt infinitely confused in his mind, and he couldn't write it anymore.

The end of the world is an eternal topic, and I am afraid that few people have not fantasized about it.

Especially when life is not satisfactory, you may sigh in your heart: "Such a fucking world, it would be good to destroy it like this." ”

The pace of life is so fast that it makes people a little breathless, as if time has passed in a hurry before anything has been done.

Busy with work, busy with socializing, busy with anxiety, busy with traveling, busy with idleness, busy with rest...... as if everything is so busy; Forget everything, busy with indifference.

Nothing can be done, nothing can be done, forced laughter, happiness seems to have been forgotten for a long time, the whole person is like a small cog in the clock, which can never be stopped, and time passes quickly.

"Ah~"

Leaving the computer desk, Mo Ran fell heavily on the bed, staring at the ceiling, his eyes relaxed and smiling.

"I haven't been out for a week, and it's so nice to have my own time at my disposal."

Even after three years of work, I still can't adapt to that hurried lifestyle, but how can I stop even if I am a member of this society?

How many times can you get such a willful resignation? It's even more of a sin.

"This kind of life is better than real destruction, even the most cruel end is better than this."

Mo Ran smiled bitterly, lay on the bed and closed his eyes, and complained.

Suddenly, a long and miserable exclamation sounded outside, which made him tremble all over his body, opened his eyes and casually looked at it and scolded him: "Another madman, what kind of pressure makes you shout so desperately." ”

But as soon as he finished saying this, a second and third sound sounded immediately, and gradually many voices rang out one after another.

Cries for help, terrible screams, sirens honking from vehicles, crashes from car crashes, and even violent explosions......

All of a sudden, the whole world seemed to become noisy. Even the rental building near where he lived was the same, and the mournful shout made Mo Ran can't help but lift his heart.

"What's going on?"

All kinds of sounds are like firecrackers that have been ignited, one after another, more and more urgently, more and more.

How can you still lie down, your heart is more like being held, and you can't even breathe.

I've read too many novels about the end of the world, and I'm writing it myself, and I'm fantasizing, although I hope, but it's just a whining maybe it's just a desire to escape and escape, and how can I really look forward to it, after all, it's so cruel.

"It must be a dream."

He was sure, but he had already slowly stood up, so careful that he didn't dare to make a sound.

Then I cautiously walked into the living room, into the balcony, and looked around.

And when he saw the scene of screaming coming from the alarm of the electric car downstairs, Mo Ran didn't know how to express his feelings at the moment.

It seems that the waves are not shocked, or maybe they have been shocked to the point that the whole person is stupid.

"The end of the world? Zombie? These two words come to mind subconsciously.

On the corner of the street, a three-wheeled bicycle with a crooked sign in front of it that reads "Acquisition of Old Home Appliances" falls to the side, but on the side of it, the owner of the tricycle, who should be sweating hard and pedaling, pounces on a young mother pushing her baby as if he suddenly has rabies, and wants to bite frantically.

A scream of fear came out of her mouth, accompanied by the cry of a child in the stroller in front of her, so poignantly.

However, the next moment, out of nowhere, two more also pounced, not only the young mother, but also the baby in the car.

The faces of those people are so familiar, aren't they the same people you often meet downstairs? It's just this moment, but what's wrong?

When he saw the blood in their mouths and the young woman who was quickly dismembered, Mo Ran opened his mouth slightly, not knowing whether he felt like he was dreaming or was scared silly.

It was only when the one who had been watching, and one of them, looked at this side with a death-like gaze, that Mo Ran's whole body trembled violently like an electric shock.

He quickly bent down and squatted, then quickly retreated, closed the door and closed the curtains, and squatted against the wall, as if he was slightly relieved.

It's just that the violent beating of the heart can't be controlled.

"What's wrong... What's wrong? Is it really the end of the world? ”

It's unbelievable, but what is it just seeing? He couldn't help but slam his leg violently, and the pain in his heart made him understand that this was not a dream.

So he got up at once, gently locked the door, and moved a number of things to resist the reinforcement; Then close all the windows tightly, and finally hold the kitchen knife in the kitchen in your hand at all times, return to the bedroom and close the door tightly, finally feel at ease.

It's just that more and more noises kept coming from the window, but he couldn't calm down.

The only thing left in my mind is fear.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Doomsday ...... "He didn't even dare to get too close to the window door, and the only safe place was a hidden corner."

How could he, who had always been proud, think of a day when he would be so dominated by fear?

"Why didn't you become a zombie?" This is not an inquiry, but an inquiry. In that case, it may be truly liberating, or it may be exactly what he wants.

But he was still alive, living in fear at the sound of so many terrible voices.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a "bang" knock on the door in the living room, and Mo Ran felt a cardiac arrest, and all his activities and thoughts stopped.

But the next moment, I heard a sad and pleading voice in a frightened tone: "Help me... Help me, I know you're at home. ”

A young female voice, like a girl who lives across the floor. I met and said hello a few times when I went out.

Hearing this voice, Mo Ran's heart seemed to tighten a little, and he held his breath, as if this would not make people realize that he was actually at home.

But the voice kept going, getting quicker and louder, and the knock on the door was harder, pleading bitterly.

Ten seconds...... Twenty seconds, Mo Ran finally couldn't sit and watch like this anymore, but just gently opened the door and walked into the living room, looking out through the cat's eyes......

I heard a terrible scream outside the door.