September 23, 200× 11:05 AM

"I'm sorry, that's ...... You have to pay for it. ”

The red-haired thug turned to look at the female clerk who reminded him. He shoved the remaining half of the ham sausage in his hand into his mouth, and "giggled" as he chewed nonchalantly. The female clerk, who had a serious face, looked embarrassed.

After swallowing the ham sausage, the red-haired boy lowered his head and put his face close to the face of the female clerk: "To be honest, you are quite cute." If you look at me like that again, maybe I'll like you. ”

"You ......" The female clerk's face turned red, her eyes became flickering, and she didn't know where to look. Again, she stressed, "This is a supermarket, and you have to pay for food. ”

"That's exactly what I said about your cuteness." The red-haired thug still looked cynical, staring at the female clerk with a smile and whispering, "You don't seem to understand what situation we're in now, and you still don't care about money or not." ”

The female clerk was speechless for a while, and her face became even more embarrassed.

The red-haired thug tore another packet of beef jerky in front of her, and handed a piece to her mouth, which was blocked by the female clerk with her hand. The red-haired boy smiled, "We are trapped here now, and we should thank God for surviving peacefully, or for a little longer—what are you looking forward to?" Maintain your due turnover during this time in order to be rewarded by your boss? ”

This slightly sarcastic remark made the female clerk's face blue and red, and she was about to refute something. The fat woman who came behind her said, "This young man has a point. It's good that we're alive now, so why bother with little things? She walked up to the clerk, "But you can also write down what we ate and what we used." If only we can get out of here safely, it's not too late to make up the money. ”

The female clerk thought about it and seemed to feel that there was really no need to take it too seriously in this special situation, so she didn't say anything.

While they were talking, on the other side of the shelf, the bearded man had already opened a bag of bread and gnawed on it. Now, the couple has also picked up food on the food shelf. In fact, my stomach was already rumbling with hunger, but I had been holding back just now, and now that everyone is choosing to eat, I don't need to be polite.

To be honest, I always had a dream when I was a kid that one day I would be able to pounce into a room full of snacks and sweets and eat it with my belly open – a wish that came true in disguise in the current bizarre situation. It's a pity that I can't be happy right now, and I'm not in the mood to taste all kinds of snacks. I just grabbed two packets of cookies on the shelf, tore open the package, and stuffed them in my mouth. After eating a few pieces, I saw that there were only three people in the supermarket who had not eaten the meaning of "lunch". Two of them, a middle-aged uncle and a single mother, each with an earplug in their earbuds, sat by the wall and listened intently to the radio, and it was clear from their expressions that they were still hearing no useful information. There was another man, the old woman who had barely moved her nest so far. She was still huddled in a corner by herself.

I picked up a few bags of cakes on the shelf, grabbed two cans of beef, walked over to the middle-aged uncle and single mother, squatted down and handed them the food: "Let's eat something first." ”

"Thank you." The uncle took the food, gave half of it to the single mother, and helped her open the lid of the can. But the mother shook her head in refusal, and could see that she now cared for nothing but her own son, and that even the instinct to eat had been ignored. The uncle persuaded her for a while, and then she picked up a cake and barely took two bites. I dare say she can't tell the difference between a bar of soap and a cake now, because all her mind is focused on the radio she's listening to.

"How's it going, did you hear any news about it?" I felt like I was knowingly asking.

"Nope." The uncle whispered, "But let's listen to it again." ”

I nodded paradoxically, not holding out much hope.

I was really hungry, and I quickly finished the two packets of biscuits, and I didn't feel very full, so I was going to go to the shelves and get some more to eat. At this time, I noticed that the little boy, who had been gloomy and had never spoken, was choosing something on the shelf at the very end, far away from everyone. Suddenly, I became very interested in this withdrawn boy, and I wanted to try to get to know him, so I got up and walked towards him.

I walked slowly to him, but he looked down and picked up a snack as if he didn't see me. I noticed that the packet of potato chips he was holding in his hand was a flavor that I also liked, and I immediately felt a little bit like him. I tried to smile as kindly as I could, and greeted him, "Hi." ”

The little boy looked up at me indifferently, but continued to choose snacks.

His reaction was exactly what I expected, but I didn't give up and told him again: "You know, I also like cucumber-flavored chips." ”

He still ignored me, didn't even look at me. This time, I felt a little embarrassed, and I thought I was completely bored by staying here and talking to myself. Just as I was about to walk away, the little boy suddenly turned around, took something from the shelf behind him, handed it to me, and said to me, "You need this." ”

It was a fruit knife sold in a supermarket.

I was completely stunned, and I even felt a chill in my back. I didn't understand what he meant, and was about to ask if he understood, when the boy had already turned away, leaving me alone between the two rows of shelves.

I stood there motionless for nearly a minute, confused. I looked down and saw that I still had the fruit knife in my hand, so I quickly put it back in its place and left the two rows of shelves.

After taking two steps, I suddenly saw the old woman huddled in the corner poking her head out in my direction. I guess she looked this way because she heard the conversation I had just had with the boy. When I met her eyes, I didn't know what to say. Then I remembered that he had probably not eaten, so I took a bottle of mineral water and two bags of bread from the shelf, and walked over to her, and said, "Eat something, old lady." ”

At this time, I hadn't fully approached her, at least two meters away from her, but the old woman shook her head in confusion, clearly not wanting me to come near her, like I was some kind of monster. I sighed, put food and water on the ground in front of her, and walked away.

Poor man, she was really scared silly—I thought to myself—but what was she afraid of?

And the boy, why is he acting so weirdly? Also, what does he mean when he says I need that knife?

No doubt it has been established in my mind that these two people, old and young, are the most mysterious and eccentric of us all. I even had a vague feeling that there might be some secret hidden in these two people.

And it has to do with this incident that we're having right now.