In July, Ding City, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was scorching, and suddenly dark clouds pressed down on the city, and the wind and clouds changed.

The red typhoon warning issued by the Meteorological Observatory has caused the whole city to explode, and three huge typhoons have formed on the sea, one after another, and the expected route is straight towards the coastal area of the Dragon Country, which is terrifying.

These three typhoons, as if they were full of tacit understanding with each other, not only did not hinder each other, but appeared to be orderly and came straight away, which made some domestic meteorologists dumbfounded, saying that this may be a rare wonder in a thousand years, and at the same time urging coastal areas to prepare for wind, and praying that the typhoon would be weakened or even diverted after reaching the dragon country.

Walking on the street at this time, the doors of some electrical stores, and even the huge advertising screens on the streets are playing domestic meteorological experts explaining the incident, reassuring the masses not to panic, please try to store food, try not to go out when the typhoon comes, etc., attracting a group of people to point at the bottom of the screen.

Three typhoons came side by side at the same time, and the battle was already scaring the school closure workers to stop work, and every household began to prepare for this strange typhoon that is rare in a thousand years.

Qu Yuanxin, a young man who is about to enter the society during his college internship, has gloomy and empty eyes, like a traveler who has just climbed out of the desert, carrying a worn-out backpack that has not been used for an unknown period of time, and walks through the bustling streets with vague steps.

An old scavenger on the side of the street is sloppy, holding a sign to warn the people on the street that the end of the world is coming, because people's technology is gradually stepping into the realm of God, and God is going to send disaster to take revenge on mankind.

Of course, more people regard him as a fallacy to confuse the public, although the artificial intelligence of the rice country and the genetic technology of the tea country are all magical, but it seems to be a bit exaggerated to say that they have set foot in the realm of God, and more people scoff at it, as if they are watching a detour like a madman.

Qu Yuanxin seemed to have something on his mind, unlike the other people who took a detour, he passed by the person's side directly, and only realized it after smelling a rotten stench, and accelerated his pace with a look of disgust.

At this time, the old man opened his mouth and said to Qu Yuanxin: "Young man, the end of the world is coming, and the gringos are going to fight with high technology!"

"Yes, that's great!" Qu Yuanxin smiled bitterly at this, yes, for him, if the end of the world has come now, it will be a great joy.

Walking through the busy streets, after entering the community, he turned left and right to a private carport dedicated to parking bicycles, the height was only about two meters, took out the key to unlock it, and then pushed the door in, but what he saw was a simple small room that provided accommodation.

In a small room of a few square meters, a wooden bed, a computer desk and a washbasin are all, this is the place where Qu Yuanxin rented, it is a rental house converted from a bicycle garage, although the sparrow is small, but it is not very convenient to live, there is not even a toilet, I want to go to the toilet, only to the nearby public toilet.

There is no way, the school has entered the internship period, and his Qu Yuanxin's place of work is too far away from the school, and the dormitory is unrealistic.

He threw his schoolbag aside, grabbed a pile of medical records and receipts in his hands and slammed himself on the bed, his brain bubbling and blank, and the doctor's words kept repeating in his ears, like a sharp knife, piercing his heart again and again.

I don't know how long it took for him to take out the diagnosis certificate and read it again with a blank face.

I couldn't help twitching my mouth and sneered.

"Do the dirtiest and most tiring work, get the lowest wage, and before my life improves, you make me terminally ill, hehehe......"

"Accompany the smiling face all day long, sweep the floor, brush the toilet, and finally become a trainee manager, you give me the whole play, okay, you are ruthless enough, God, I will go to the !! of your ancestors for the eighteenth generation"

As he spoke, he threw everything he could catch in his hands forward, throwing the case and pillow, pillow and bedding, until he grabbed his mobile phone, and then stopped helplessly.

Before he came out to go to college, his father bought it, and he was reluctant to give it up.

Lying in bed and thinking about it for a long, long time, he wanted to talk, he wanted to eat, he wanted to break a place before he died......

This ** seems to be particularly important, he couldn't help but laugh weirdly, smiled and slapped himself again, and his face was like stagnant water.

He turned on his phone and looked for names one by one from his address book.

Parents, he didn't dare to call, for fear that they would cry, and as soon as they cried, Qu Yuanxin finally held back his grievances until now, and his tears would definitely not stop.

can finally make money to repay the second elder's nurturing grace, but the result is such a ridiculous end.

The address book continued to pull down, and he saw one name after another, a sister, a few college classmates, a few high school classmates, and a few colleagues, and he found that he didn't even have a person who could talk privately, sadly......

Among the many names, he only paused on a name called Xiao Tao, and soon sneered again, and continued to pull down, until finally, he saw a name - Uncle Seven.

Qu Wenyuan, is Qu Yuanxin's seventh uncle, the youngest uncle in the father's generation of the family, and Qu Yuanxin's age difference is only seven years old, he has taken him around the town since he was a child, this seventh uncle, compared to other uncles, is much more enlightened and fashionable, plus Qu Yuanxin has grown up since childhood, the two can chat inexplicably, they often go in and out of the game hall to play together, until Qu Yuanxin went to high school, there is less contact.

At this time, he suddenly saw this name, and Qu Yuanxin found that this was the only person he could complain about.

He sniffled and mustered up the courage to make the call.

The phone rang twice and was hung up.

I didn't believe in evil, I called again, hung up again, continued to call, and was hung up four times in a row, and when I dialed for the fifth time, someone finally answered.

But before Qu Yuanxin could speak, the other end of the phone scolded hysterically: "Lao Tzu is in a bad mood today, give you time to say a word, give me a reason not to kill you, listen to it and there is only one sentence to say, if you engage in any sales pitch or any telephone fraud, Lao Tzu swears, I will find you, and then torture you to death, Lao Tzu will do what he says!!"

Hearing that this was almost a sentence that was shouted angrily with all his might, Qu Yuanxin was slightly stunned, and then said calmly: "Uncle Seven, didn't you write down my phone number in your mobile phone?"

The other end of the phone suddenly went silent, and he could be heard letting out a stunned and confused voice, and then gasped: "You are ......"

"Monkey ......"

He spoke succinctly: "What's the matter?"

"I'm dying and want someone to talk to. ”

"What do you mean?"

"I'm really dying, Uncle Seven, it's the second phase, and there is no value in treatment. ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone, but Qu Yuanxin was like a dam that opened the flood gates, and roared wildly in the hysterical voice of the previous seventh uncle: "Lao Tzu doesn't want to fucking die, don't you know? As a result, I'm going to die now, Lao Tzu is still a virgin, and I haven't been able to leave a seed for my family until I die, and I'll get out of the tragedy alive, I'm a pure stupid fork!!"

Qu Yuanxin's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally only sobbing remained.

What does the typhoon have to do with him, and what about the end of the world? In his Qu Yuanxin's view, now his world has collapsed, in the past, no matter how hard life is, he always believes that tomorrow will be better, but now, he is rolling in the mud and crawling forward, and finally sees the dawn, but someone tells him that you are going to die!

Who can endure such despair? After the hoarseness was exhausted, Qu Yuanxin and the other end of the phone fell silent at the same time.

On the other end of the phone, there was a sigh that lasted for three seconds: "Open the door, I'll see you." ”

"Meet me?" Qu Yuanxin's eyes widened in astonishment: "Seventh Uncle, are you in Ding City? Then where are you now?" I'll look for you!"

The seventh uncle said impatiently: "Just open the door." ”

Qu Yuanxin stood up with arm support, holding his mobile phone in one hand and rubbing his waist in the other, he slowly came to the door, gently held the doorknob, and became inexplicably nervous in his heart.

At this time, Uncle Seven reminded: "After arriving at the train, car No. 20 will look for me." ”

"Carriage?Uncle Seven, what carriage...... Hey, hey!" Qu Yuanxin suddenly felt a dazzling light in front of him the moment he opened the door, and he hurriedly blocked it with his arm. A huge suction force accompanied by a familiar roar suddenly arose, and Qu Xinyuan was carried forward after a stagger, and the suction and roar suddenly dissipated.

After he got used to the light, the whole person froze in place.

There was a constant vibration under his feet, rows of neat seats in front of him, and a fleeting view of the scenery passing by outside the window.

"Train?" Qu Yuanxin's heart was shocked!

He turned back sharply to find that the small rental house he had come from was gone, replaced by an equally empty carriage behind him.

Outside the car window is the sun is shining, and the view is an endless wheat field. The train waves caressed by, and the wheat waves were surging and undulating like golden waves.

The chill brought to Qu Xinyuan by this brilliant scene spread like a wave to every cold hair on his body.