ACT257: Calm and calm

That night, Song Jiu and Wu Wentao and their party were arranged to the courtyard behind the main administrative building, while Song Yao and Lu Qian left the administrative area with Zeng Yadong and rushed to Mai's residence at night. Although the establishment faction is currently in chaos, the living conditions of the resident island will not be greatly affected for the time being, Zeng Yadong has greeted Yao Jinsong in advance, and such a trivial matter as meeting with old friends will naturally not be hindered.

Originally, Song Jiu also wanted to go with him, but there was only such a place in Mai's house, and a large group of men and women of them had no place to live, which caused trouble for the little girl. Moreover, Song Yao and they are sisters who have experienced life and death, and when they meet again after a long absence, they must have to talk all night, and the girls will inevitably shed tears when they are together, and his nominal brother is also a light bulb, not to mention bringing a lot of fluorescent lamps.

The night in the administrative area is no different from the day, and the most intuitive feeling is quiet, the kind of pretending to be solemn.

During the day, they were in the conference room, and they didn't have a chance to check the surrounding environment, so they stayed until the afternoon, when those representatives finally ended the meeting, and Chang Xiangrong, who had disappeared for most of the day, reappeared in the conference room. This time, the big cap omitted unnecessary greetings, and his expression was unnatural, and he whispered a few words to Zeng Yadong, and then ordered someone to take them to the arranged accommodation. In addition, Zeng Yadong's immediate boss can't meet with them for the time being, the reason is self-evident, Song Wine doesn't matter to them, anyway, all they hear during the day is bad news, and the meeting is nothing more than staring at them, let's wait until they finish the meeting.

Behind the main building, there is a tree-lined avenue with sentry posts along the way, and the canopy of large-leaved banyan trees is lush, and the scorching sun is blocked, and the silence and solemnity are not as hot as other places. At the end of the boulevard was a fork in the road, and the orderly in charge of arranging it did not give much introduction, and led the team straight to the accommodation compound.

The courtyard is not big, decent, there is nothing worth describing, Song Jiu thought of the military compound when he entered the door, and habitually looked outside the door left and right, and sure enough, the soldiers who came with him entered the sentry post respectively, and the wooden stakes were clubbed there.

"What does that mean?" Song Jiu doesn't feel very well, is this a reception and accommodation, or is it house arrest in disguise?

The orderly is only responsible for the arrangement of living matters, not as eloquent as Chang Xiangrong's old fritters, glanced at Song Jiu, and said lightly: "Responsible for safety, you can also go directly to them if you need it." ”

Song Jiu nodded, this explanation is quite reasonable, the courtyard is deep, there are almost no human voices around, and someone really has to take care of eating, drinking, and Lazar.

Wu Wentao helped the cook Niangjia and them to carry their luggage in, the small courtyard is concave-shaped, single-storey single room, each household has a shelf bed and a square table, the toilet is located on the side of the door, and there is no bathroom in the house.

The acne girl was full of disappointment, she heard a lot of rumors about the establishment, and what she heard and saw on the island felt quite like that, why was the accommodation so simple? Acne sister has been used to something wrong these days, and the living environment in each of the places along the way is good, but the end point is shabby and sluggish, which is what kind of person in power, she originally wanted to take a shower after going to the island, but now it's good, and you have to grab it from others when you go to the toilet.

Not only were the acne girls disappointed, but Song Wine was also a little surprised, not that they were dissatisfied with the environment, but they just felt very strange. Small groups of survivors like them can try to make themselves as comfortable as possible on the land of the walking dead, why are the authorities living overseas so poor? During the day, they also saw the residential buildings in the living area, and the establishment was not so poor, and Jimbo could still toss out stilted buildings and cabins.

The orderly only arranged and ignored the explanation, and turned a blind eye to the expressions on everyone's faces, unloaded the bedding and toiletries from the tricycle, briefly emphasized a few precautions, and left after speaking, leaving no time for everyone to ask questions.

"What do you mean? Treat the village chief as a cadre? Yang Xiaomeng stood in front of his room, looking at the tragic scene of the four walls of the house, and smiled dumbly: "Aren't we important guests?" That's it? ”

"Nonsense, just live with some of them." Cao Zheng patted him, walked in with the futon, and directly occupied the upper bunk.

Yang Xiaomeng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly pulled his sleeve: "Eh? What are you doing? ”

"Make up the bed." Cao Zheng was stunned for a moment.

"This is my boudoir, you go find another house." Yang Xiaomeng is not happy, fake women are also women, living with Fang Fei and them is Yang Xiaomeng's vision, who wants to sleep on his top bunk and snore.

Cao Zheng grinned and jumped up with his arm: "The old generation is in the same room with Luo Yu, if you don't take me in, I can only sleep in the toilet." ”

"......" Yang Xiaomeng was speechless, turned her head to look out the door, Fang Fei had already taken Natalia's arm and set up camp.

Chef Niangjia and they each set up camp, Song Jiu squatted at the door smoking in a daze, Wu Wentao lived with him, Chef Niangjia had already helped them clean up, the advantage of being the shopkeeper is that you can be lazy at any time, he is idle when others are busy, and he is even more idle when others are idle.

Dai Wei went in to make the bed and clean, Luo Yu tied up his hair and slipped out, quietly called Wu Wentao to the room, and asked in a low voice, "Did Sister Yao ask her friend to arrange an examination?" ”

"I told her, wait for tomorrow." Wu Wentao sat on the edge of the bed, carefully wiped the pistol, and said, "I'll keep an eye on him at night, don't worry." ”

"It's just because you live together that I can't feel at ease." Luo Yu frowned slightly, and hesitated: "When he was on the yacht, he seemed to have problems at night, right?" ”

"So I have to watch him." Wu Wentao sighed, he didn't know much about PTSD, and the specific cause of the disease was really unclear, no one noticed the abnormality of Song Jiu in those days, so he didn't know how to prevent it.

Although Luo Yu was not at ease, he was suffering from the fact that there was no better way, so he didn't say anything more, just asked Wu Wentao to be careful himself, and come to her at any time if he had a problem, she and Dai Wei lived next door.

Wu Wentao nodded, and immediately thought of something, reached out in his pocket for a long time, took out the mahjong card, looked at Song Jiu in a daze at the door, and muttered: "He didn't seem to notice that this thing was missing." ”

"Huh?"

"I know a disease, a bit similar to the situation of Song Jiu, there will be a trigger for the onset, I think it may have something to do with this thing." Wu Wentao remembered the place where he found Song wine that night, and frowned: "It's a very serious touch, two days after we went to sea, Jin Bo and they played mahjong in the stern of the ship. ”

Luo Yu looked slightly stunned, as if he understood something, and muttered, "Does the symptom you said cause short-term amnesia?" ”

"If you ask me, I can't say anything." Wu Wentao spread his hands and said with a wry smile: "Let's see what the doctor says." ”

"It's fine." Luo Yu lowered his head and sighed lightly, and returned the mahjong cards to Wu Wentao.

……

Sunshine, breeze.

Shade of trees, quiet.

The cigarette between Song Jiu's fingers had burned out, the gray ash was long, and his wrist shook slightly, drifting like snow.

It seems that everything is different, and it seems that nothing has changed.

Song Jiu was distracted, looking at the endless boulevard outside the door, and the saddle vine path under the scorching sun suddenly appeared in his mind, at the end of the same long road, on one side was a dark cement building, and on the other side was a stilted building with forest leaves, the former was as cold as water, and the latter was raging.

Not so long ago, they longed for the peace of mind, without the fear of a devastated city, without the roar of the walking dead day and night. However, when the extravagant hope became a reality, the taste changed.

Song Jiu misses the walking corpse, the thrill of splitting the head of the walking corpse with the blade of the blade, and the conversation with his friends after the blood is splashed.

Thoughts wander away, scenes from the past play out in my mind like a silent movie, and my ears change from silence to noise, walking corpses howling, gunfire flying, waves crashing, engines roaring.

Song Jiu suddenly sobered up, the sound that penetrated into his ears was not a trance, at the end of the boulevard, a black car turned a corner and was slowly driving towards this side.

"Huh?" Song Jiu was stunned, and immediately remembered the cars parked in the compound of the main administrative building.

"Someone's coming." Song Jiu stood up and turned around to shout to the people in the courtyard.

The black sedan was unhurried, parked leisurely by the door, the door opened, Chang Xiangrong took the lead to get out of the car, opened the back door, and got down two foreigners, a man and a woman, the driver reversed the car for a distance, and then turned off the engine, familiar face, it was the woman who picked up the boat with Chang Xiangrong.

Wu Wentao and Cao Zheng rushed over, and they were all stunned when they saw this scene, and threw their inquiring eyes at Song Jiu.

Song Jiu pursed his lips, indicating that he didn't know anything.

The woman who picked up the boat approached the two ghost guys and whispered a few words, the ghost man nodded while listening, his strong body was stretched in a suit, the buttons of his shirt were almost broken, the white face, the brown hair was slightly curled, the eye sockets were deep, and the bridge of the nose was straight; The ghost girl are half-old, the charm is still there, dressed in tailor-made professional clothes, holding a folder in her hand, deep crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, her eyes are radiant, and her gorgeous lipstick is embellished with the years of Zhu Yan that cannot be recovered.

"Call Fang Fei." Song Jiu frowned slightly, Chang Xiangrong turned a blind eye to them, and muttered there, Song Jiu was not happy, bullying us and not understanding?

Cao Zheng went back to find Fang Fei, Chang Xiangrong's muttering also came to an end, the four of them seemed to have discussed something, the ghost girl seemed to have a high status, and after nodding in agreement, Chang Xiangrong put on a smiling face, full of enthusiasm, and walked towards Song wine.

"Are you still used to living here?" Chang Xiangrong took the initiative to hold Song Jiu's hand and said with a smile: "The conditions may be a little worse, don't be surprised." ”

"It's fine." Song Jiu was not used to this kind of polite nonsense, shrugged his shoulders, looked at the two foreigners, and said straight to the point: "Is there something wrong?" ”

Chang Xiangrong smiled, turned around and exchanged a look with the female secretary, coughed lightly, and said: "Little brother is quick to talk, old brother, I won't go around the bend, that... I think I saw a foreign girl in your team during the day? ”