After taking a shower, Kyungwon wrapped a dry towel around his waist and slept casually on the bed board of the bedroom on the second floor.

Although it is a hardcover villa with complete furniture, things like quilts are not configured, but there is a soft and large mattress, although it is dirty, but he really can't pick so much.

He was so sleepy that he just wanted to fall asleep.

He worked hard all day and hardly stopped to rest.

He could feel that he was hungry very fast today, and he didn't have much left over from the canned food in his travel bag.

Tomorrow, I have to go back to the city center first, bring a few bags of rice from Shunxiang Supermarket, and take all the books he picked up from Sanwei Bookstore before.

It would be nice if the agricultural tricycle could be driven to the city center, but unfortunately I can only think about it.

The zombie crowd in the city center is too dense, and with the super noise of this old three-wheeled engine, you can't go far, and it has to become a scene like a celebrity meeting, and it is difficult to move an inch.

What's more, there is no road for him to go at all, all the roads in the city center are blocked by cars, the water is blocked, and only bicycles, which are flexible means of transportation that can ride and stop, can cross the sidewalks.

However, you can still use the agricultural three-wheeler to drive a section of the road first, first drive to the Xiuhu Avenue gas station, and then change to a bicycle, and carry back the barrels of diesel fuel along the way, and walk around to see if you can find a diesel generator.

He was thinking about the laptop he had picked up from the gas station, and he wanted to open the hard drive of the computer to see what good videos were stored in it.

"Good night." He whispered to Xiaobai, who was lying on the floor, and closed his eyes.

This sleep is very sound, after all, he spent so much effort to deal with all the zombies in the villa area, and none of them were missed, and every corner of the villa area, he relied on the senses of the "snake" to explore clearly.

I didn't even dream, and slept until ten o'clock the next morning.

Yesterday's suit was definitely no longer able to be worn, so he went to another room bare-chested and searched for an overcoat, flicked the ashes hard, and put it on his body.

After that, he locked Xiaobai in a single-family villa, ordered him not to run around, and prepared enough water and dog food for him to eat for a day.

After a little sun in the yard, pumping up the three-wheeled tires and doing a simple overhaul, he stepped onto the three-wheeled car and inserted the car keys.

Boom, boom, boom, woo-

The old engine made a deafening noise, and he pressed the switch on the radio and drove to the gas station while listening to the song.

On the way, he thought that if he wanted to go to the supermarket, he would have to bump into Xiao Yun'er, and he had to bring a gift to her, and he would have a good impression.

But he didn't find anything particularly suitable, until he saw a white unknown wildflower on the side of the road, thinking that Xiao Yun'er had been staying in Shunxiang Supermarket every inch, and it was impossible to see such a small flower, so take this cute little life as a gift.

Holding the plastic bag, he carefully dug out the small flower along with the mud and the roots, and continued on his way.

Before noon, he arrived at the gas station, put the agricultural tricycle in the atrium of the gas station, and took some effort to carry the barrels of diesel fuel to the cargo board.

To tell the truth, it was really heavy, and with his strength he could only barely move it, and if he hadn't found a pulley, he really couldn't lift the oil drum onto a one-meter-high container.

When the diesel barrel fell, even the agricultural three wheels trembled.

Patting the dust on his hands, he picked up the bicycle he was carrying, and the rest of the way had to rely on the bicycle, and when he arrived in the city center, he didn't dare to play Tuhi music anymore, so he could only turn off the radio and keep quiet.

The atmosphere of the city center, as dreary as ever, was cloudy with foul rancid and musty smells, and a pungent smell of chemical mixtures, almost as if chemical weapons had been used here.

After going to the southern suburbs, he didn't want to come back here.

Following the familiar road, he came to Shili Sunshine 707 without joy or sorrow, he took the big stack of thick books and the business notebook, and then put the travel bag here and went to Shunxiang Supermarket to carry the rice bag.

That section of the road was bombed, and I couldn't even ride a bicycle, so I had to walk.

Soon, he saw Xiao Yun'er again.

Xiao Yun'er squatted in front of the door, motionless, and he couldn't see what was going on until he got closer.

The crystal ball, shattered by her, shattered on the threshold of the supermarket, the unknown liquid in it was scattered all over the ground, the sparkling snow powder and glass shards fell on the sludge, the snowman's head was broken, and the red house was still embedded in the pedestal.

She crouched in front of the shards, clutching at the pieces with her hands and vines, as if trying to put the pieces back together.

I don't know when she broke the crystal ball, and how long it took to piece it together after breaking it, Jing Yuan only saw that her little white porcelain-like hands were covered with sludge, and sharp glass slags pierced her skin, and some jet-black blood flowed from the wounds, and there were blood stains on the ground.

The base was placed in front of her, and she held the snowman's head in her hand, and gently put the head on the snowman's fat body, and then her little hands and the vines rolled up the glass shards and pieced them together on the base, but the shards could not be restored to their original shape.

The snowman's head was accidentally knocked off again, and Gollum rolled on the ground a few times.

She reached out again and grabbed it, and put her scarred hand into the shards of glass.

But her hand was grabbed by Kyungwon, who grabbed her wrist and touched her head.

She was very well-behaved and quiet, looked at Jing Yuan, and pointed to the base of the crystal ball, perhaps she thought that Jing Yuan had a way to restore the crystal ball to its original state.

Kyungwon just led her to sit down in her seat, spread out her hand and looked closely, the hand that was originally like a work of art was now full of scars.

He patiently picked out the pieces of glass that had been stuck in her skin, and then showed her the little flowers he had dug up in the southern suburbs.

She was immediately attracted by this small white flower, but she reluctantly looked back, and pulled Jing Yuan to the place where the crystal ball was broken, picked up the only remaining base, raised her head, and handed it to Jing Yuan.

Her eyes flashed with anticipation, this ball was brought by Jing Yuan, probably she thought that Jing Yuan must have a way to fix it.

But... Broken glass is broken...

Kyungwon shook his head helplessly, saying that there was nothing he could do.

Jing Yuan didn't know if Xiao Yun'er understood what he meant, she kept walking around Jing Yuan, squatted down, and held the debris and sludge in front of Jing Yuan.

But all Jing Won could do was shake his head.

After several fruitless attempts, she seemed to understand that the crystal ball was no longer repairable.

She crouched in front of the pile of debris again, this time just watching, doing nothing.

After a long time, she stood up, as if looking for something to rely on, and suddenly hugged Kyungwon's leg.

Kyungwon thought that if she could cry, she would be crying by now.