Now it's back to December 1, 2022! Twenty days before the outbreak of the end times! She lifted the sheets suddenly, and didn't care about the soreness of her legs and feet, she stumbled straight to the balcony, looking out the window at the miserable white moon hanging high in the sky!

This really isn't the end times! The moon of the last days is blood-red! How can it be as miserable as this!

Is it really pre-apocalyptic now? Could it be that she is like the one written in the novel, a bloody rebirth?

"Miss, your illness has just improved a little, why did you come out to blow the cold wind, come into the room."

Behind her, Aunt Mei whispered soft and caring words.

Ye An Ning couldn't help but cover her face that was already unconsciously full of tears, and cried.

"Aunt Mei......" she called in a low voice of infinite grievance.

She didn't cry when she killed Yan Yiyi, she didn't cry when she was choked by Ye Rumo's neck, she didn't cry when she was driven out of the survivor base, she was surrounded by a tide of corpses, and she still didn't cry when she was eaten by zombies.

But now she couldn't break down, her emotions completely collapsed, she sat directly on the floor of the balcony, covering her cheeks with her hands and crying, as if she was about to die, heartbreaking, as if she wanted to vent everything.

Seeing the scene of her collapse like this, in the eyes of Aunt Mei, she was really anxious, thinking that she had suffered some grievances from the eldest young master, and she had become petty again.

So he stepped forward and put his arm around her shoulder, patted her on the back, and said earnestly, "Miss, it's not Aunt Mei who said you, your temper should be put away, the eldest young master is usually so busy in the army, you still trouble him again and again, even if the eldest young master's patience with you is good, it will be polished......"

Although Ye Anning's brain was still groggy at this time, listening to Aunt Mei's whispering all the time, suddenly a long-lost warmth slowly rose in her heart.

"Aunt Mei......" cried for a long time, and finally gradually stopped, but she was still burping weakly calling out this long-lost name.

"Aunt Mei is here, Miss, let's get up first," Aunt Mei carefully helped her up, sat back on the bed, and then took a glass of warm water that had been prepared a long time ago, and thoughtfully put the water cup close to Ye Anning's mouth. "Let's take a sip of water."

After taking a few sips of water from Aunt Mei's hand, Ye Anning felt much more comfortable.

Then she rubbed Aunt Mei's warm but calloused big hands a little coquettishly, and whispered, "Aunt Mei, I'm hungry, I want to eat the hand-rolled noodles you made." ”

"Hey, Aunt Mei will do it." Aunt Mei patted her little hand lovingly, and then happily went out to make hand-rolled noodles, no matter if it was late at night, as long as the young lady wanted to eat, even if she was asked to go out to buy her now, she would be unequivocal.

After Aunt Mei left, Ye An Ning supported her body as heavy as a thousand catties, got up from the bed, she staggered to the bathroom, stared in the mirror, and her swollen eyes were as big as walnuts.

Without any scars, still smooth and white hands, is she really reborn as in the novel? Rebirth in the twenty days before the outbreak of the end times.

Just as she stared at herself in the mirror in a daze, her suddenly empty brain suddenly felt like someone had stabbed her with something sharp.

"Didi! Didi! ”