Countdown to life.

8 days.

The rain began to fall yesterday afternoon and stopped the next morning, and Zhang Youzhi was also sleepy until the next morning.

He was completely unable to get up in the tent.

Zhang Youzhi wanted to eat some hot rice, he had never been so eager for hot rice, he touched his forehead, it was very hot.

Apparently this is all the time, and the body's immune system is still trying to save a wave of hosts.

It's a pity that Zhang Youzhi is too thorough.

The gray kitten next to him had already woken up, and was biting the package of ham sausage with his teeth, obviously hungry.

Seeing that Zhang Youzhi woke up, the gray kitten came to his side with ham sausages, and kept stepping on the quilt with unbandaged paws to call Zhang Youzhi to get up.

Hurry up and cook for the cat son!

Zhang Youzhi sat up with a lot of effort, first tore a bread for himself, then bit open the packaging of the ham sausage with his teeth, and finally poured some mineral water into a broken bowl.

Zhang Youzhi was not sure if he would be able to stand up, so he unzipped the tent and saw the sparkling world outside.

"How much rain is it falling, my God." Zhang Youzhi muttered to himself.

A beam of sunlight shone on him, but the weather had not yet warmed up, Zhang Youzhi put on his clothes and climbed out of the tent, fortunately, the nearby terrain was higher and the tent was not flooded.

But there was water all around.

Zhang Youzhi hugged the tire and stood up little by little.

He was weak and desperate to find some hot food.

The bluestone-covered ground of the recycling site had now turned into clusters of small crystal lakes, each of which was only about a meter in diameter, showing thrilling colors under the sun's rays.

The white clouds in the sky are reflected in the lake, and the figure of the young man is also reflected.

Zhang Youzhi stepped on the bluestone without puddles, and the lakes just squeezed out a sheep intestine path for him, pointing at the broken canopy in the distance.

Zhang Youzhi stepped on the edge of the lake and walked over and stumbled upon an unfamiliar plastic bag of instant noodles.

There were still some remnants of the base of the instant noodle soup in the instant noodle bag, but after being flooded by the rain overnight, only oil droplets could be seen floating on it.

"Where's the instant noodles?" Zhang Youzhi was puzzled.

He quickly walked around the back of the tire wall, he had not been here before, but at this time he suddenly discovered this warm little world:

The huge Simmons mattress was laid on the floor, with a layer of waterproof plastic paper underneath the mattress and neat bricks underneath, about ankle high. On the swivel head are several layers of planks, and finally the mattress itself.

It's a bed!

There was a mattress the size of a single bed, but it had been rolled down, and the bed was neatly stacked with three quilts, which were also covered with a layer of plastic paper and pressed with smooth pebbles. On the side of the bed, that is, on the side leaning against the tire, there were dense books between the tires - everything, Zhang Youzhi saw the textbooks of the middle school and the hairdressing magazine of the barbershop.

There were gel pens without ink in the gaps of the tires, and Zhang Youzhi quickly understood why there was no ink in them.

On the white leather wall on the inside, small characters are densely written, and the scalp of people who look at it is numb.

"Anyone living here?" Zhang Youzhi muttered to himself.

He took a closer look at the words on the wall, the handwriting was beautiful, but it was obviously not from a professional background, it should have been figured out by himself, the content was mostly some excerpted verses, and a small part was some inexplicable paragraphs, like bone marrow extracted from prose, so illogically printed on the wall.

Zhang Youzhi seems to be lying on this bed.

He wanted to keep it for himself.

Zhang Youzhi finally knew that the tent was still intact but no one took it, it turned out that there was a master here! There is a better place for people.

The only intact tin shed just covers this area, maybe it will be a little cold in winter, but other than that, Zhang Youzhi can no longer think of any shortcomings in this place.

The place even has a socket that doesn't know where it runs.

When he turned around, Zhang Youzhi found that the plastic basin placed in the tire was neatly placed with a large number of toiletries, and he saw several strips of toothpaste that had been squeezed clean.

He hadn't brushed his teeth in five days.

Without exception, this basin is also covered with a layer of plastic sheeting, on which are pressed several pebbles that are obviously carefully selected.

The plastic sheeting is dust-proof, and the pebbles are windproof.

"This man is so exquisite." Zhang Youzhi admired.

But he soon stopped sighing, and by this time his eyes were drawn to an electric kettle and a few bags of instant noodles next to it.

, there are instant noodles!

There is also a plastic bucket next to it, which should be clean drinking water if nothing else.

With a grunt, Zhang Youzhi swallowed his saliva.

He didn't know where he got the strength, so he hurried back to the tent, took out the remaining thousand dollars, thought about it, and took the cat out again.

Zhang Youzhi returned to the bottom of the tin shed and gently placed the cat on the ground.

I saw the gray kitten limping, but it was also dexterous and quickly jumped over the tires, jumped on the oversized mattress, and nestled in one of the tires.

There is a cushion in the tire, which is obviously a cat nest.

Yes, cats also have owners.

I've never owned anything.

Zhang Youzhi laughed at himself twice, took out two hundred-yuan bills, put them under the quilt and pressed a corner, and poured some drinking water into the kettle, and burned the electric kettle by himself.

Two hundred yuan and two packs of instant noodles, the owner here is not a loss.

"No wonder, don't blame, eat your two bags of instant noodles" Zhang Youzhi prayed with his hands together.

"It's fragrant, it's so delicious, no wonder the condemned prisoners have severed heads."

Just as Zhang Youzhi was holding instant noodles and eating Haisai, the main owner came back.

The homeless apparently noticed the movement here as well.

"That person, what is he doing?" The homeless man ran three paces and two steps from the gate, trampling the lake on the road.

"Uncle." Zhang Youzhi lifted his face from the bowl and smiled cheekily at the homeless man.

"I'm so hungry, I ate your two bags of instant noodles, and I paid for them."

The homeless man apparently didn't believe it.

He didn't think that this thin, bearded young man had just come to eat.

It's obviously a peer, who came to grab the turf!

"Hold your face, hurry up, this is my place." The homeless man spoke without hesitation.

"I..." Zhang Youzhi wanted to say something.

"You're not welcome here." The homeless man looked at the somewhat messy "kitchen area." "I'm very annoyed, the instant noodle residue there is everywhere, and the tone is a little more aggravated.

When he was making noodles, Zhang Youzhi was physically exhausted and fell there, but the person in front of him didn't know.

Zhang Youzhi pointed weakly to the tent.

"I'll stay here one more day and leave tomorrow." Tomorrow the weather warms up, he can set off again, although there is the sun today, but the temperature does not go up at all, the whole world is full of water.

"The tent is mine too, I said, get out of here and get out of here." The homeless man's tone became colder and colder, and he even had a posture of wanting to make a move.

He had just seen the pebbles of his pressed plastic paper scattered all over the ground, and they were all his beloved stones, and his anger was even greater.

In fact, the stone was also smashed by Zhang Youzhi, and he didn't have time to put it in its original position.

"Oh, okay, I'll go, I'll go."

Zhang Youzhi's barely squeezed smile disappeared, but he stood up blankly, hugged his instant noodles, trampled the already turbid rain again, and walked to the tent.

He had to get his bag, his quilt.

The homeless man also noticed the two hundred dollars under the pillow at this time, and his tone softened a little at this time.

"You can stay another day, but you have to leave the next day."

"No need, I'll take my things and leave." Zhang Youzhi climbed into the tent, put the bread, biscuits, and drinking water back into his school bag, took off his military coat, and put it in the tent.

It's no wonder that you can see a good military coat, and it is probably someone else's thing.

I see, no wonder there are so many useful things here.

Zhang Youzhi tied up the quilt, carried it behind his back, and put the bag on his chest, and walked out slowly with his head down.

The homeless man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him gone.

He really didn't want a stranger to rob him of his place, even if it was to borrow it.

"Meow?"

"Ah, Mimi." The homeless man heard the familiar meow of a cat, and looked back in surprise, only to find that the meow had come from the tent.

The homeless man found the bandaged little grey cat in the tent.

The cat's vitality is obviously very tenacious, and its spiritual energy is many times higher than before Zhang Youzhi came a few days ago.

Obviously, Zhang Youzhi's adventure bandaging operation of alcohol disinfection was successful.

"Mimi, how are you? That guy just treated you? The homeless man who was still holding two hundred dollars in his hand suddenly regretted it, and he hurriedly chased him out.

People have long since disappeared.

Outside the recycling site, a cool breeze poured in after the rain, leaving only the rustling of leaves.