I have to say that Qian Yi sees people very accurately, or Yang Xiaohai is essentially a bad person. With the idea of sending the Buddha to the west, Yang Xiaohai really threw another bottle.

The constant movement of the bottle in close contact with the concrete floor caused several guys to pop up. Seeing that there was no moving flesh on the ground, it swayed around a few times and then disappeared.

Maybe it's a lot of bottles, or maybe the quality of the bottle this time is not good, in short, it's a little missing. Qian Yi picked up the bottle distressedly, carefully put it aside, and quickly wrote on the drawing board.

Yang Xiaohai thought that he was going to thank himself again, but there was another content in the telescope, "Did you see my wife", Yang Xiaohai could only roll his eyes helplessly.

First, he didn't know Qian Yi's wife;

Second, Qian Yi is only temporarily safe, and the safety doors of the three fire exits are not as good as the unit doors. As long as you hammer it hard, it can be easily broken in a few strokes.

If the former neighbor and today's "infected" have a little longer a snack, they can break through in minutes.

Qian Yi is difficult to protect himself, and he still cares about others? What if you find out where you are?

Is it like him sunbathing in the cold of early spring?

Soon, it was completely dark. Yang Xiaohai's ordinary appearance escaped into the darkness, and Qian Yi's figure also disappeared behind the guardrail.

In the dead silence, Yang Xiaohai, who had nothing to do, fell into deep thought: through observation, it can be determined that those guys have good hearing, but the slightest wind and grass can't escape their ears. I wonder if they are also so sensitive to light?

There was nothing to do, Yang Xiaohai took out the lighter, lit a piece of paper, and left it down the window.

The flames flickered in the night, swirling downstairs. Until the flames were extinguished, there was still no movement in the community.

Yang Xiaohai ordered a few more. There was no wind tonight, and some of the paper burned out in mid-air, while others floated to the ground and were still burning. There is still no change in the community.

"Well, the light shouldn't irritate them." After many attempts, Yang Xiaohai came to a conclusion.

Qian Yi was startled by the falling firelight, and showed half of his body behind the fence, looking up to look.

Yang Xiaohai waved his hand to signal that everything was normal. Close the window and reach for a cigarette. It's soft and textureless. After pinching it, I found that I don't know when only the shell was left in the soft neutralization.

Yang Xiaohai was shocked: he broke his cigarette! He had wanted to quit smoking countless times, but when the day really came, he realized that he was completely unprepared! It can't be helped, a lot of times things are like this, what should come will always come, and you don't care about your feelings at all. Therefore, Yang Xiaohai could only be forced to quit smoking.

tossed and turned for a night, and it wasn't until the early hours of the morning that Yang Xiaohai fell asleep in a daze.

Qian Yi, who was frightened and had almost never slept all night, stared at the 17th floor, but Yang Xiaohai slept as deep as a dead pig.

In the next few days, Yang Xiaohai sent some instant food such as fried noodles and instant noodles through ropes. I also sent him a couple of quilts. The pots and pots that could not be returned the same way were used by Qian Yi as a container for receiving water.

But even with Yang Xiaohai's selfless dedication and help, Qian Yi's state is still not optimistic. Unlike Yang Xiaohai, he was trapped on the roof of the building, but he was really poor and white, and he didn't have anything.

The most deadly thing is that Qian Yi suffered from an extremely severe cold. Especially in the cold night, a few quilts can't resist the invasion of the cold wave at all, and the dampness and cold have become an unsolvable reminder.

Within a few days, Qian Yi fell completely ill. Despite the support of Yang Xiaohai's "airlift" of drugs, Qian Yi's condition is still getting worse.

The misfortune is that as time passes, the little drinking water that was stored earlier seems to be less and less.

At first, I was expecting God to snow, but it seemed that the two of them had already run out of luck. From the moment Qian Yi climbed to the top of the building, time flickered and passed for several days, and the sky was always gray, but there was no movement.

Lacking water and food, Qian Yi is getting weaker and weaker day by day. Yang Xiaohai looked at it again, anxious, but he was at a loss and had no choice.

From the dihydroxide all over the floor to the remaining basins of tap water, to the last two small bottles of mouthwash; In a few months, the two of them drank up almost all the inventory.

There were two bottles of 225ml water left, Yang Xiaohai hesitated for a long time, and finally gave Qian Yi a bottle. But no matter how thirsty they were, the two of them didn't touch the last source of life.

Qian Yi, who had no water to drink, curled up in the shadows all day long, unable to move. Yang Xiaohai shook it in the mirror, and he also looked like he didn't like to answer.

Qian Yi's state was about to slide into the bottomless abyss, and the haze in Yang Xiaohai's heart became heavier and heavier. If there is no Qian Yi, then Yang Xiaohai will be left alone.

After rubbing the inner wall of the refrigerator and not finding a bit of ice ballast, Yang Xiaohai reluctantly let go of the refrigerator. Slowly close the refrigerator door, deliberately leaving a gap. Relying on the refrigeration of the refrigerator, Yang Xiaohai can still get some ice water to moisten his throat.

The thirsty Yang Xiaohai opened the door, and the ghost sent him to the back of the fire door.

He put his hand on the handle of the fire door. Just press it, and the demon behind the door will pounce on him and free him from this thirsty torture.

"Whew!"

Xu was because Yang Xiaohai was close, and the howl of a beast sounded outside the door again. Pulled back by the shout, Yang Xiaohai swallowed and foamed with difficulty, and slowly withdrew the hand that was pressing the doorknob.

Fingers left the cold handle, and a thought suddenly popped into him: "The doorknob on the other side can also open the door!" ”

The anti-theft door is a two-way switch and is not locked, but it has been closed to give Yang Xiaohai an illusion of "very firm". Bloodthirsty guys can open unlocked doors at any moment!

With a cold sweat on his back, Yang Xiaohai, who was aware of it, sneaked home silently.

Standing in the living room, let the heart beat wildly. calmed down a little, and then tiptoed into the bedroom and rummaged through the cabinets to find it.

When I went to the fire door again, there was a bright iron chain in my hand.

The chain was originally a lock for the motorcycle that my father used to bolt it. Now the motorcycle is gone, the lock is nowhere to be found, and only a bare chain remains.

Yang Xiaohai carefully wrapped one end of the chain around the handle, and the other end was tied to the iron ladder opposite. After repeated inspections until it was confirmed that both ends of the iron cable were secure, the door was gently closed.

Holding back his thirst and dealing with the stutterer indiscriminately, Yang Xiaohai turned on the computer again. Spending a lot of time surfing the web is not for nothing, and more and more clues are being found.

On a forum, someone described his experience as similar to Yang's: the author was also trapped at home, temporarily escaping. At the end of that article, the author also asks: Is the end of the world coming?

After the comment, some people followed, but most of them were skeptical:

"No, it won't! Lou Pig 'Science Fiction World' has seen too much, right? ”

"There must be a limit to the opening of the brain, if it is really as the landlord said, why am I calm here?"

"At first glance, it's a conspiracy theorist, human flesh, ban this keyboard man!"

It's a pity that no one responded positively to the article, and almost everyone doubted the author's IQ.

Yang Xiaohai tried to reply to the post, but as always, he couldn't post even a punctuation mark. He's tried countless things these days, but he just can't get in touch with the outside world.

He is like a hamster in a cage, and can only passively receive information. Ten minutes later, even such a sticker was ruthlessly deleted by the administrator.

Perhaps, when they are bitten to death or die of thirst and starvation, the national company will come forward to explain, right?

As time passed, Qian Yi could no longer stand up. He was like an abandoned puppy, covered with a quilt, cowering in a dark corner of the roof all day long. Occasionally, he twitched to indicate that he was alive.

"Don't worry, you won't even check the fire cover!" Yang Xiaohai put down the binoculars and sighed.

Compared with confusion and ignorance, Yang Xiaohai is extremely anxious and restless now. The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is not to go straight to the toilet, but to check the door of my house.

It was as if a single negligence would cause the monster outside the door to break into the door and turn him into a juicy living "sashimi".

What's more, as the pressure increased, Yang Xiaohai became almost insensitively insensitive to the growing stench.

Tortured by thirst and almost mad, he finally decided to take the risk.

I remember that there was a large iron water tank upstairs, which should have fire water in it. On weekdays, I am managed by the property management to death, and no one will have the idea of beating that thing when they are full.

Yang Xiaohai was a little annoyed, why did he only remember it now! The gas tank at home is still heavy, and there is still a lot of gas. Bring the water to boil, and won't he shrink down again?

Slipping out of the house, Yang Xiaohai stood by the iron ladder and looked up.

Not far from the sensor light is the boxy safety skylight.

Adjacent to the safety skylight are steel bars firmly welded into the wall, which can be used for people to step on.

Unlike the fire doors that open to the roof of the roof, this design is still a product of history!

After looking at it for a while, he found that the lid of the safety sunroof did not look very secure, but it was by no means easy to open with a pair of hands.

Looking at the old fire escape, Yang Xiaohai had an idea. He returned home and pulled out an iron hammer and a screwdriver with a plum blossom mouth.

In addition, he also specially found a thick down jacket.

With these things in hand, Yang Xiaohai went out with a high spirit.

The fire escape to the roof of the building was pressed by a lid made of cast iron. It's so ugly and unreasonably horizontal, and it crushes the top to the inside and outside.

Yang Xiaohai moved a chair and held a flashlight to take a closer look.

It's really not very technical, and a shogun is bolted to two welded steel bars, which is simple and effective.

Since the structure is primitive, and there are screwdrivers and hammers, then what else to say, just smash it.

The problem lies in the "smashing"!