Chapter 6: My name is Cheng Qianhuai

Walking lightly to the door, Song Jinhe saw the man standing outside the door through the cat's eye.

He was wearing a black jacket, and his forehead was scattered to cover most of his eyebrows, but he could still see the delicate outline.

Perhaps knowing that there was someone in the house, he patiently knocked on the door again, and then gave his reason for coming to disturb.

"Hello, I need to go out for something, you blocked the elevator and emergency access doors, and I can't get out."

Song Jinhe frowned a little unexpectedly, after all, she had never noticed the existence of this man during the time she had come to decorate and live.

When did he move in? And why is there no trace of going in or out?

Song Jinhe didn't know all this, and he hesitated in front of the door for a long time and still didn't dare to make any reaction.

It is now the first day of the last days, and although the social order is not chaotic, it does not prove that this person will always be a good person in the future.

He didn't pose any threat to her today, but seeing that the disaster was getting worse day by day, the closest person to her was this man, and her every move would be exposed to his eyes.

But if you don't let him out, will you watch him trapped and die at home?

When the time comes, he may be angry and forcefully break open the security door of the emergency passage from the inside, which may not cause much damage to the door, but it will always attract the attention of the survivors downstairs, and she may still be targeted.

The thoughts in his mind turned a thousand times, but the man outside the door gradually began to get impatient.

"I don't know what you're doing with this door, but the corridor on the 18th floor is a common area for the two of us, and you shouldn't restrict my travel.

If you still won't open the door for me, I'll call the police. ”

Song Jinhe sighed a little helplessly, although the police may not necessarily come, but it is obviously not the best choice to annoy this man now.

She put the Tang knife into the space, then twisted the doorknob and walked out.

The moment he saw her, the man froze in place, and his eyebrows with a little anger were instantly replaced by surprise.

"Song Jinhe?"

The person whose name was called was also a little puzzled, and she looked up at the man's handsome and well-defined face, but she did not find his existence in her memory.

"You are?"

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Cheng Qianhuai, and I am a high school classmate with you."

Song Jinhe's pupils shrank, she heard the name of Cheng Qianhuai, but this was already the memory of the previous life.

The last days are difficult, but he is a well-known lone ranger.

In the case of everyone huddling together to keep warm, he was stunned and made a name for himself with his ruthless style and strong strength.

After the end of the world, many people made a living by killing people and overselling goods, but he was an existence that no one dared to provoke, and he retreated in a bloody storm.

Cheng Qianhuai saw that Song Jinhe had not responded, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's okay, I transferred to another school a month after the start of school, and it's normal for you not to remember me." ”

Song Jinhe was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I don't have a good memory." But my house has been renovated for so long, and I've moved here for a few days, why haven't I seen you before? ”

Cheng Qianhuai pointed to his door: "I also moved here a week ago, and it happened that the weather was cold and I had a cold, so I chose to work from home and didn't go out much." ”

Song Jinhe rubbed the corners of his beating forehead, the door of the emergency passage was installed last, but Cheng Qianhuai just moved in the day before the security door was installed, and he didn't make any sound, so he didn't attract her attention.

Cheng Qianhuai smiled: "I'm sick now, but the food at home is bottoming out, so I plan to go out and find some." ”

Song Jinhe opened his mouth and looked thoughtfully at the safety door of the emergency passage: "The water outside is already so deep, are you sure that there will be shops open when you go out now?" ”

Cheng Qianhuai blinked: "It's because the water is deep that I have to go out, looking at the current situation, the heavy rain should be able to completely submerge the 2nd floor today, if you don't go out to find something to eat, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to find it in the future." ”

Song Jinhe instantly understood what he meant, no wonder he was able to mix in his previous life, but he was very prescient.

After all, if it dragged on for a long time, even if he wanted to find materials, he could only find those blistered plastic products.

She nodded thoughtfully, then stepped forward to open the security door: "I won't give you the key, you can knock directly on the door when you come back, and I will open it for you." ”

The other party also nodded, did not continue to greet her, and left with a backpack in his hand.

Song Jinhe returned home and cooked himself a pack of turkey noodles for supper.

Now that it is completely dark today, the clock hand on the wall has pointed to 11, and it is estimated that it will take some time before Cheng Qianhuai returns.

She didn't give him the key to the security door, naturally because of distrust.

He was strong and smart, and if he really gave him the key, he would lose the only shackles that had been placed on him.

Although this person is a very qualified companion after the end of the world, thinking of his reputation as a lone ranger in his previous life, Song Jinhe knows very well that he doesn't need her as a drag bottle.

Therefore, she naturally will not give everything she has, and she is also wary of him.

Time passed minute by minute, and seeing that three hours had passed, Cheng Qianhuai still did not appear in the monitoring.

The water outside was very deep, and it was very dark due to heavy rain, so it was very risky to go out and search for supplies.

Anyone who loses his physical strength in the middle is likely to be directly submerged by the surging water, and finally end up with no bones left.

Song Jinhe was already drowsy, but he saw the wet man at the door when he closed his eyes.

She hurriedly ran to open the door, but saw that his clothes were soaked, and now he was very pale and pitiful when the cold wind blew him.

Seeing Cheng Qianhuai come in, Song Jinhe locked the security door a few times and was about to go home to sleep, but was softly stopped by the man.

"Song Jinhe, wait a minute."

After saying that, he opened the backpack on his back and pulled out the supplies from it one by one.

There is food, water, and medicine, although a book can't pack too many things, but it is enough for him to live alone for half a month.

Song Jinhe didn't understand why he took out most of the materials in his backpack, but he never thought that he pushed all the materials on the ground to her.

"Nowadays it's better not to drink the water in the pipes, and if you want to drink it, you'd better boil it.

These bread biscuits and medicine were placed on the top of the shelf without being contaminated with water, and I wrapped them all in a waterproof bag before putting them in the bag, and they were all clean. ”

He tugged at the corners of his slightly pale lips: "The current situation is estimated that the rainstorm will continue for a long time, if you need any help, just come to me directly." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Song Jinhe to refuse, he opened the door and walked in, leaving a good night and then disappearing.

Song Jinhe was stunned in the corridor, looking at the materials scattered on the ground, and his heart was slightly touched.