On the fifth day after the collapse of the Great Hall, we boarded the train leaving Nanning. The Dead City Forest withered day by day, and Du Yuheng and they succeeded, but he didn't survive. Chen Mo stopped talking from that day, Xiaoying accompanied her, I hope she can get better. When Liao Daiping left Nanning, Liao Daiping had already begun to continue to unite with the Jiangshang people to find more survivors, Wanxiang City and Qingshan were growing stronger day by day after the merger, and Wei Jiahui also decided to cooperate with Liao Daiping for a long time, and a new survivor safe zone was born. Since the day the Dead City Forest began to die, the mutants in the city have become weaker and weaker, and even at night, they are no longer ferocious and are gradually becoming a mere walking corpse. In order to commemorate Du Yuheng, Liao Daiping erected a monument in the open space at the main gate of Wanxiang City, which Liang Minxuan considered an alternative, and Hainan's plan was also permanently hidden under our tacit understanding.

I heard that Yang Shanao also got on our train, but I haven't seen him in the past few days. There are plenty of supplies on the train, and there seems to be a lot less intrigue between people, probably because everyone has hope. The most fortunate thing is that Liu Yanjiang survived, I heard that he was found the day after the excavation and rescue in the Great Hall, Chen Mo was still waiting for the news of Du Yuheng with hope, but the result can be imagined. remembers that Liu Yanjiang wanted to stay on the river, but later Wei Jiahui still sent him on the train. When I saw him the other day, he was still complaining to us.

In fact, after getting on the train, we finally got the peace we hadn't seen for a long time. Sometimes when it is quiet at night, I still think of some things that happened in the past, and whenever I think of Du Yuheng at this time. But it doesn't help to say that now...... Hopefully he'll be happy over there and be a bastard in heaven.

"Brother Niu, are you still writing?" Long Hao opened the door and poked out half of his head, "We're back with food, you go to my side to get it." ”

"Oh, okay." Huang Weizheng said and stuffed his small notebook into his backpack. All his belongings would be stuffed into a backpack on the bed, and on the small table in front of him were only three cups and an unfinished book.

Perhaps because of Liao Daiping's special care, the people related to Du Yuheng were basically arranged in this soft sleeper carriage with better conditions; Of course, this is just Liang Minxuan's unfounded speculation. Like Liu Yanjiang and Liao Zhuojun, there are a few other friends who can be named by Huang Weizheng, but they are not in this carriage. In fact, most of the people who live in the soft sleeper are still young children or women, the train is not long, counting the front of the train there are only six cars, in addition to the storage of materials and a section of public equipment, there are only three carriages permanently occupied, one of which is an emergency use of spare cars, which are occupied by combatants, responsible for taking care of weapons, ammunition and some important materials.

Huang Weizheng's next door box lives Long Hao, Liang Minxuan, Xie Tao and Ban Zhiyu, and according to the rules between their friends, they take turns to go to the public equipment car every day to get the allocated meals. Today it was Long Hao's turn to be in their box, so Huang Weizheng and they would all go to Long Hao's box to eat.

When Huang Weizheng arrived, Long Hao was already sharing the meal; said that it was a meal, but it was nothing more than a ration of instant noodles and canned food, of course, Zhang Xiaoying intimately helped Huang Weizheng take the meal, and stood at the door of Long Hao's box and waited. The two of them listened to the chistling of their companions over dinner in the narrow aisle, and both smiled warmly.

Chen Mo sat on the folding stool in the aisle in front of one of the boxes in front of Long Hao's box, she quietly watched the scenery passing by the window, and didn't care at all about the steaming instant noodles in front of her.

"Don't worry, she'll eat." Zhang Xiaoying knew what Huang Weizheng was thinking.

"Hmm...... Just, looking at her ......"

"It's going to be fine."

"Huh? Have you eaten? Wei Hong asked as he leaned out of the box at the other end.

"yes, why don't you get it yet? It's almost gone! Xie Tao teased with instant noodles in satisfaction.

"Huh? No way! When Wei Hong heard this, he hurriedly jumped out of the box, swayed left and right and ran towards the public car, and turned back to his compartment and shouted, "Sister Fei, you help me go to Brother Niu to get a book, I asked him for it last time." ”

Wei Hong was completely relaxed after getting on the train, and his whole person became reckless, which became more and more like Du Yuheng. When he first ran to the door of the carriage, he accidentally bumped into a stranger who was going to the public carriage like him, but fortunately others didn't care, otherwise who knows if there would be some tongue-in-cheek.

"Okay!" As soon as Wei Hong's voice was far away, he saw Wu Fei rubbing his messy hair and walking out of the box lazily, yawning next to Huang Weizheng, "Good morning, where are your books?" ”

"Oh, on the table." Huang Weizheng pointed to his room with his chin, "Didn't you sleep well yesterday?" ”

"Ouch, you haven't heard me say that a guy in our room is snoring loudly when he sleeps, and I don't know how Wei Hong can sleep......"

"Who is it?"

"Alas, you don't know, the person in Qingshan has a broken leg." Wu Fei said helplessly, "Why don't I move in with you." ”

"Well, Dr. Liao Yuan looks like he's going to move here." Huang Weizheng couldn't help.

"Well, I can't help it." Wu Fei shrugged, turned around and opened the door of Huang Weizheng's box, and plunged in, "Ouch, where did you put your book?" ”

"It's right on the table."

Wu Fei got into the box and saw the book lying flat on the table at a glance, with a dagger on it. The dagger's mahogany scabbard has only a simple ornamentation, which is not complicated but finely made, and the blade of the dagger is also very sharp, without too many impurities, and it also has a sharp cold light, which seems to have not been used several times. Now it is almost difficult to get a dagger like this, Wu Fei glanced at the knife again with envy, but unfortunately the owner was not himself, and then left the box with the book.

The dagger, which meant a lot to Chen Mo, lay quietly on the table, and the jokes of friends could be heard from time to time outside the box, at least when the next danger came, they could enjoy the peace to the fullest. And this dagger, which may only be used as a talisman in the eyes of a person, will once again protect the person he wants to protect when he is really needed.