"Get used to it."

Jiang Ming smiled lightly.

In fact, he has spent the past ten years like this.

There is not a day when he is not longing for a day to meet Wenwen openly and have a good chat.

Talk about the past.

He dutifully maintains an almost perverted cleanliness habit, but he doesn't want the place where he lives to have a virus.

If there is a virus, it will definitely be transmitted to Wenwen.

In the past ten years, he fantasized about the future of living together, and he was strict with himself.

It's true to say that I'm used to it.

He is preparing anytime and anywhere, preparing to be with Wenwen, and privately cleaning up his actions that may have residual viruses, which have been repeated countless times.

Again, he'd be so adept at cleaning anything he touched.

"Eat, rest and rest after eating, and collect supplies before the extreme cold comes!"

Zhou Wenwen patted Jiang Ming's shoulder heavily, not knowing what to say.

Infinite sourness suddenly surged in my heart.

In the previous life, the only intersection between classmate Xiao Jiang and her was the last look before death.

At that time, he rushed into the room where she was locked in a panic.

It's a pity that Zhou Wenwen had no brains at that time, and the crystal nuclei in his brain were all in Zhou Wanwan's hands.

The remaining consciousness saw Xiao Jiang's panicked face, as well as the piles of zombies pouring in behind him.

Thinking about it carefully, Xiao Jiang, it seems, was not pushed in by zombies.

Rather, leading the zombies, pouring in.

If so, what is he here for?

Save yourself?

After the end of the year, she never saw Xiao Jiang again, how did Xiao Jiang confirm her position, and how did she know that she was locked up?

There are things that you can't think about in detail, and the more you think along one line of thought, the more things you can't usually think of.

And these clues are combined, and an answer is about to emerge.

Ding dong~

The mobile phone in Zhou Wenwen's pocket rang, relieving Zhou Wenwen from an uncomfortable speculation.

When he took out his mobile phone, Zhou Wenwen's hands were shaking, and his mood fluctuated strongly, but he could only pretend to be nothing.

It's Zhang Jiahe's message.

The general meaning is that let Zhou Wenwen hoard materials as much as possible, anything will do, and when the time comes, he will exchange the crystal nucleus, and if the crystal nucleus is not enough, he will smash the pot and sell iron for things.

Well, a bunch of nonsense.

In the distance before the end of the world, Zhang Jiahe moved a lot, and there were countless materials stockpiled for GJ in her space.

For a while, there was no shortage of supplies.

Zhang Jiahe is probably under too much pressure.

At this time, he should have calculated how many people died because of this wave of virus outbreaks.

That's why I desperately want the rest of the people who are alive to live.

But according to the information that Zhou Wenwen revealed to him, all kinds of extreme environments and the interference of zombies, half of the survivors can survive, which is already a great luck.

Zhou Wenwen only replied with one good word.

She has a large space area, and to some extent, as long as Zhang Jiahe has enough crystal nuclei (which can make Zhou Wenwen grind), she can provide enough food, meat, and fruits.

It was Zhang Jiahe who added too much burden to himself.

He wasn't to blame for that, he wanted everyone to survive.

It was precisely because of his innocence that Zhou Wenwen chose to reveal the information to him at the beginning.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Ming saw Zhou Wenwen's hand shaking, and gently put his hand on Zhou Wenwen's hand.

Give her comfort.

"It's okay! It's just that there are too many people who have died, and I hope everyone can live well! ”

Zhou Wenwen covered Jiang Ming's fingers with his backhand and covered it gently.

Covering it for a long time, it seemed to give him a little bit of temperature.

Soon, the fingers turned cold to the touch again.

I can't cover it hot.

The cold touch was transmitted from Zhou Wenwen's fingers to Zhou Wenwen's heart.

It's cold to the bones, cold to the point of suffocation.

Even my heart started to hurt.

She was still complaining about Jiang Ming before, why didn't she come to her in advance in her previous life, maybe she was still supporting her in the last days.

But now, it's like a thorn in the throat.

At that time, how desperate he was and how much restraint he had to withstand this great change.

Zhou Wenwen didn't dare to look at Jiang Ming anymore, for fear that Jiang Ming would find out his abnormality, so he lowered his head and silently ate the food in the bowl.

Zhou Yichen and the others also sensed that something was wrong with Zhou Wenwen, and when they heard Zhou Wenwen say that there were too many dead people, there was also a touch of melancholy on their faces.

In the end, they are all hearts made of flesh and blood, how can there be so many iron hearts.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became sluggish.

"I'm going to be there, we're going to be safe."

Jiang Ming gently touched Zhou Wenwen's hair, and the strength was well controlled, so that Zhou Wenwen could hardly feel Jiang Ming's hand.

"Hmm."

Zhou Wenwen hummed in a low voice and smiled at Jiang Ming.

Redness of the eye sockets.

I can see that there is incomparably sour in her heart.

Jiang Ming was stunned, and Zhou Wenwen became more and more distressed.

She was so distressed just because of someone else's death, how sad she should have been when her grandparents and younger brother died last time!

At that time, he was not by Wenwen's side.

This is what he regrets the most.

If he was there, if he had been braver at that time, Wenwen would not have had to experience life and death.

Jiang Ming and Zhou Wenwen turned their faces away at the same time, bowed their heads to eat, and covered up the gaffe in their eyes.

The hearts of the two people are surging with fierce feelings, and they are both distressed for each other.

But they didn't dare to express it.

Jiang Ming was afraid, afraid that Wenwen would dislike his blood.

Zhou Wenwen was also afraid, she was afraid that if she exposed Jiang Ming's identity, Jiang Ming would leave here.

If he leaves here, Zhou Wenwen is afraid that he will be like the past ten years, and he will not see anyone alive or dead.

After eating, Jiang Ming picked up his own dishes and chopsticks as soon as possible.

Start by brushing the chopsticks he has touched.

The brush is very clean, repeat the brush many times.

I don't wash it with other dishes and chopsticks, but rinse it vigorously.

I don't know when I put on white leather gloves on my hands, and they are spotless.

Perfect cleanliness fetish that borders on perversion.

Zhou Wenwen stayed at the door of the kitchen for a while, not focusing too much on Jiang Ming's hand.

"Let's eat some fruit!"

Zhou Wenwen washed an apple for Jiang Ming and put it aside.

"It's been a tiring day, you go and rest!"

Jiang Ming looked at Zhou Wenwen gently, and by the way, turned off the water flow of the faucet a little, so as not to disturb Zhou Wenwen's rest.

In the space, you can also hear the movement outside.

"Good! You also rest early, you can sleep on the balcony position, I separate it for you. ”

Zhou Wenwen was talking about the location of the balcony in his bedroom and figuring out her room.