The torrential rain continued all day.

By the time the hands of the watch reached 6 p.m., it was completely dark.

It seemed that the world would end on this day, the raging brontosaurus roared among the dark clouds, and in the darkness, the thick arc of blue could be clearly seen.

The sound of the rain continued, and the finger-thick water column connected the sky and the earth, and even the balcony was covered with water seven or eight centimeters high.

Rainwater seeps through the gaps in the doors and windows and flows into the hall, creating a thin mist on the tiles.

Kyungwon thought to himself, probably because God wanted to destroy this sad world.

But he felt that by what he had done in his life, he should be qualified to board the mythical Noah's Ark.

Although he did not have a great feat in his life, he also completed elementary school, junior high school and high school in accordance with the standard line planned by the state, was admitted to a decent undergraduate university, and became a member of thousands of ordinary people.

The air was cold and damp, and the rain was very dirty, as if it had been soaked in rust, with a faint blood-red tinge and an unpleasant pungent smell.

In order to prevent Xiaobai from being contaminated with the rain, he hugged Xiaobai to the sofa early, and the temperature plummeted.

Kyungwon wrapped Xiaobai in a quilt, but even so, it was trembling.

He couldn't use his body temperature to warm the puppy, because his body temperature was not a normal person's body temperature at all, only about a dozen degrees, maybe even lower.

He didn't feel cold, but the fire still lit up.

Remove the bed board from the bedroom, smash it with a kitchen knife and bricks, and put it in the brazier, which is a stainless steel wok picked up in the kitchen, and put it on the coffee table, and the lighter lights the toilet paper as a primer, and the wooden board burns up, shining a warm firelight.

He draped himself in a quilt and roasted the fire with Xiaobai, so that at least he could dry some of the moisture and pungent smell in the air, and he would feel better.

He put all the food on the coffee table that he could see at any time.

A can of food that could be counted on one hand, four bottles of drinking water, enough self-heating rations for an adult for a day, a bottle of high-count liquor, a packet of bacon, a packet of sausages, a packet of coffee beans, two boxes of expired sohua milk, and that was all he had.

Xiaobai's state didn't look very good, it curled up in Jing Yuan's arms, closed its eyes, and purred and snored, it seemed to be its old problem, it was mentioned in the diary that when it rained, this poor lame dog, like an old man with arthritis, would find a place to lie down quietly, no longer running around lively.

It had broken its right hind leg, and the muscles around it had been twitching uncontrollably.

Kyungwon held the brazier closer so that it could shine more warm firelight.

He put Xiaobai on the sofa, put on his shoes and went to the bedroom, looking at the wooden wardrobe from top to bottom.

Sticks of wood were nailed to the sliding board, and after finding the weak joints, he picked up the green brick on the bed and smashed it hard.

Bang, bang, bang, the stick broke, he grabbed the break, broke it with all his might, took the wood that had not yet been wet, returned to the sofa, and added two dry sticks to the brazier.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Xiaobai had already slept, and the firelight reflected in Jing Yuan's eyes, and he silently poked the red-hot coals in the brazier with a wooden stick, and looked out of the balcony from time to time.

The torrential rain rained from morning to night, and there was no intention of stopping at all.

As a child who grew up inland, he has never seen such a violent heavy rain since he was a child, and even the big trees in the community have been uprooted by the strong wind.

It's no wonder that those coastal areas have to suspend businesses and schools when they encounter a typhoon, and it is really dangerous to go out in a storm of this level.

He felt a little hungry, thought about it, didn't open the can, set up two bricks on either side of the brazier, and went to the kitchen to get a saucepan.

Pour a quarter bottle of water into the pot, then place the pot on top of the bricks, and the tongue of fire will scorch the bottom of the pot, and the water in the pot will slowly bubble up and white steam.

He wanted to boil a cup of hot water to make coffee.

After wiping the handle of the kitchen knife with a little toilet paper, he used the wooden stick as a wooden pestle to grind the coffee beans in a porcelain bowl.

When the water in the pot boiled, he poured the hot water into the porcelain bowl and stirred the powdery coffee grounds with chopsticks.

A rich, good-smelling aroma of coffee wafts out, diluting the pungent smell around it.

He blew on the hot air and took a sip of this rough and frosted handmade coffee, which didn't taste it, but it smelled good, holding the steaming coffee, as if he was still in his own little rental house, warm and reassuring.

He thought, wait two more days, the food will be saved, at least it can last for more than a week, and the water... The minimum requirement is three days.

There was too little water, less than 2000ml of clean water left, and although he couldn't feel thirsty, not feeling it didn't mean he didn't need it.

Just like him, he doesn't feel pain, but if he cuts the skin with a knife, he still hurts and bleeds.

There is blood, it should mean that he needs to drink water, but if he doesn't drink water for a short time, he probably won't die, but the skin will definitely dry up, and the muscles may atrophy and become weak, just like the zombies he stabbed to death with a gun today, even walking is a problem.

You must know that most of the body tissues of the human body are made of water, and if a person is completely dried, his weight will be reduced by three-quarters, and an adult of 120 pounds will have 90 pounds of water in his whole body.

That's why he desperately wants to rehydrate, and he doesn't know if his skin and muscles will be able to recover if they atrophy.

A normal person needs to replenish 2000ml of water a day, which is obtained from both food and water.

Yesterday he ate a big mango, so the water replenishment is sufficient, but today it is impossible to drink all the pure water in one go, and besides, he has to leave some of it for Xiaobai to drink.

Water resources are already severely insufficient.

Damn it!

It was clear that it was raining heavily outside, and the flood was rampant, but he was worried about the water, as if he was deliberately playing tricks on him.

He held his coffee cup, sighed, and took another sip.

At this time, Xiaobai suddenly woke up and hit his leg with his head.

"Hungry?"

Jing Yuan thought that it hadn't eaten dinner today, so he took a porcelain bowl, poured some dog food for it, and poured some cold water for it with a small saucer.

Xiaobai buried his head and stuck out his tongue to lick the bowl and small saucer clean, then limped to the sofa to grab the frisbee and handed it to Jing Yuan's hand.

Its legs were still shaking, and it was supposed not to want to play frisbee.

Maybe it wants to run and jump, or maybe it senses that the owner is in a bad mood and wants to make the owner happy.

Who knows what a puppy is thinking?

In short, Kyungwon didn't throw the frisbee out, just touched its head and appeased it.

As its breathing subsided, its body slowly crept down, and after a few minutes, it curled up and fell asleep again.

Kyungwon added another handful of firewood to the brazier, listened to the sound of the rain getting louder and louder, and silently waited for the end of the day.