Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Road of Two People
Mo Ji rubbed his eyes, and found Qiao Yuewei lying in his arms, shivering constantly, he touched Qiao Yuewei's forehead with his hand, it was very hot. His right hand was also covered with black scales, and it seemed that his body had changed again. Ink saw that the plane had fallen to the ground, but the plane was no longer the Osprey that he had piloted in the first place. Ink marks saw through the cracks in the plane's broken cracks that it was pitch black outside, without a single light, and the icy cold wind kept coming in through the cracks everywhere.
Ink Marks got up and wrapped Qiao Yuewei with her clothes.
Mo Mo got up from the driver's seat, walked up to Mo Mark with a tired face, yawned and said, "Good morning." It's really hard to help you fly the plane to China, and I have to carry you around all the way, it's really tiring, ink marks, you owe me a favor. ”
"Hmm." Inkmark continued to search for everything in the plane, to see if he could find medicine and cold supplies. "Where is this? How long did it take? ”
"If nothing else, it should be in the northeast, and the specific location is unknown, and it took a total of eleven hours."
"It's pretty fast." Ink found cold medicine and a down jacket, put it on Qiao Yuewei, and then went to find communication equipment.
"Ink marks, did you hide the virus serum there......" Mo Mo still couldn't help but ask.
"Aren't you going to be able to communicate with me?" Ink Marks smirked.
"......" Mo Mo looked at him speechlessly.
Inkmark said, "Wait for me to hand over the serum to the state, and I'll tell you." ”
Mo Mo scattered the dust and returned to the ink mark, the ink mark walked to the driver's seat, looked at the glass reflecting his face, his hair turned gray, and his left eye was covered with fine black bloodshots, which really didn't look like a person. Activate the communication system and contact them according to the communication method given by Qiu Yuehaohua.
"Wood and stone call headquarters, lemon express has been delivered, north latitude ......"
Nanchen City.
"Ning'er, is this your hometown? It's so beautiful......" Gong Linyi followed behind Mo Ning'er, carrying a backpack behind her, she really looked like the little girl next door had come for a vacation, and it seemed that her personality had also been distorted. Looking at Nanchen City, which was full of ruins and zombies, he actually sighed like this.
"Thank you, I hope the whole world is so good." Mo Ning'er dragged her suitcase, wearing a new suit, a black suit over it, a white shirt inside, long boots, and her hair draped, buying cheerful steps.
"Really? That's what I want too. Gong Linyi said.
Mo Ning'er walked along the familiar road to her home, her steps getting faster and faster. It was as if she heard a voice calling out to her, and it was kind and warm
"Condensation ......"
"Mom......" Mo Ning'er burst into tears, sped up and ran to her house, throwing away her suitcase.
"Ning'er." Gong Linyi picked up Mo Ning'er's suitcase and hurriedly followed, only to see a collapsed building, Mo Ning'er frantically searched in the ruins, completely ignoring the cold snowflakes and sharp gravel. Gong Linyi looked very heartbroken, and walked over, wanting to comfort her.
"Mom...... Where are you? Mo Ning'er said with a smile.
"Ning'er ......"
"Look, I've found my mother." Mo Ning'er pulled a rotting arm out of the rubble. "Hmm...... I'm sorry. Her eyes flashed red, and the huge concrete stone in front of her was bounced off, and Mo Ning continued to dig, carefully digging her mother out from underneath, but only a somewhat rotten head and a small part of her torso. Mo Ning'er took out the head and showed it to Gong Linyi.
"Hello Auntie. Thank you for your first meeting. In Shimonomiya Hayashi, from Tokyo, Japan. It's Mo Ning'er's friend, and my aunt can just call me Yi. Gong Linyi bowed very politely and said hello.
Mo Ning'er held her head in her arms and said, "Mom, Ning Ning is back." In this violin competition, Ning'er won the first place again. And Ning'er has learned a lot of things in Japan, and I'll show it to my mother later. Mo Ning'er got up and smiled very brightly.
"Let's go find some ingredients." Mo Ning'er got up, opened her suitcase, and put her head inside.
"Okay, I smelled humans just now." Gong Linyi was a little impatient. "I suddenly remembered that I hadn't eaten breakfast yet. I don't know what the people taste like here. ”
Mo Ning'er licked her hand and said, "It's delicious." ”
"Then, I'll lead the way." Gong Linyi walked ahead, walking towards a gathering point for survivors.
A railway station somewhere in the northeast.
"Ahh Qiao Yuewei sneezed and wiped her nose clean with a handkerchief.
She muttered in a low voice, "Xiaomo, I didn't expect you to be such a person...... At night...... You did that to me...... Ahh …… Now I don't even admit it......"
Moji saw the PLA soldiers around him, they all looked at him with interest, and Moji felt very embarrassed.
"That...... Qiao Yuewei...... Can we talk about this another day? Inkmark leaned over and whispered. There are a lot of people here......"
"Inkmark, do you like me?" Qiao Yuewei covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief to cover her shyness and asked. Qiao Yuewei thought to herself, if he likes it, it's okay to do this to me...... I'm looking forward to him doing that, too.
"Loved it...... But only between friends...... The simple kind. Inkmark said without a hint of emotion, and walked away quickly.
"Mo Mo! If you get into trouble yourself, solve it yourself! Inkmark said angrily.
"You're a ...... person"
"Shut up!"
“……”
"That's it?"
"I'm not cooperating with ......"
"Explain it to me immediately!" Mo Mo walked into the toilet, Mo Mo immediately separated from his body, and walked out with his hands in his pockets. Mo Zhen said silently in his heart: "Mo Mo, I will listen to your conversation this time, don't do anything out of the ordinary." Inkmark walked out.
Suddenly, I saw a man in the crowd waiting in line for the evacuation train, and was dragged out by four soldiers.
"I'm really bruised! Didn't get bitten! Really, you believe me...... Comrade ...... of the People's Liberation Army Woo. ”
"Daddy...... No...... Whining...... Uncle brother, dad is a good man......" A soldier hugged the man's son.
"Please, my son can't live without me anymore, how can he live alone." A warrior with tears in his eyes pointed a gun at him. The commander of the group of soldiers came out, knocked the man apart with a single shot, and then led the team to continue to check on the people.
The only sound on the platform was the noise of people and the cries of little boys. Inkmark clenched into his fists, his nails sinking into the flesh.
Taking advantage of the empty space of the tragedy and contemplation of the ink marks, Mo Mo put the story of Lin Yuran and the ink marks, the story of Mo Ninger and the ink marks, and his own explanation and sincere apology.
Qiao Yuewei burst into tears. "Xiaomo, it's really miserable...... I...... I'll help him get his sister and the female ticket back. ”
"Huh...... I'm for you to take the opportunity to enter his heart and then ......"
Although I really want to, his heart does belong to Lin Yuran. To love someone is to fulfill his heart. If the ink mark can be happy, then I will be happy too. ”