Rather than being rejected by more people in another environment, they would rather obediently stay in their familiar environment and silently wait for death to come.

It was nothing more than death, nothing compared to the pain they had endured for so long.

They dragged their old and heavy bodies for too long, and it was time to rest.

Song Jinhe looked at the elderly people who were standing in front of the door of the security zone with their bodies propped up, and did not step forward to persuade them.

What she can do has been done, these people have lost the idea of living, and no matter how much she persuades them, they will not change their decisions.

Instead of wasting time advising them, just leave and respect their choice.

More and more people crowded into the train, and Song Jinhe handed out the masks in his hands to the survivors in the Xiling Safety Zone, asking them to give one to each person who boarded the train.

This would cut off many of the virus's transmission routes, and she didn't want the people she brought with her to be infected.

Standing at the gate of the Kyoto Safety Zone and looking forward, Song Jinhe only saw a thick fog that could not be dispersed, and he didn't know when the fog would dissipate, and mankind would face a catastrophe that would destroy the world.

It didn't take long for the train to be full, but it only contained 1/4 of the survivors who wanted to leave the Kyoto Safety Zone.

This means that Song Jinhe and others have to come 3 more times.

It takes nearly 24 hours to go back and forth, and it will take 3 days to pick up these people.

Song Jinhe looked at the dense fog in the distance, were they really in time?

Tao Shuangxue probably saw Song Jinhe's entanglement, and she gently held her hand.

"We're snatching people from the Grim Reaper right now, as long as it's fast enough.

If we find anything abnormal, we will stop immediately and never let ourselves be in trouble. ”

Song Jinhe shook it back, and the two stood side by side.

"Song Jinhe?"

A somewhat familiar hoarse female voice sounded, Song Jinhe looked at the voice with some surprise, but saw a woman who was old and didn't know how old.

She had healing scars on her skin and a bloody hole on her head that hadn't healed.

Song Jinhe always felt that she was a little familiar, but she couldn't recognize her.

The woman rubbed her hands a little embarrassedly: "I'm Wen Qiao, has it changed too much?" ”

Song Jinhe turned around in surprise and looked at Wen Qiao in front of him carefully.

She has indeed changed a lot, she was once well protected by Jiang Xu, her face is delicate and gorgeous, like a doll, even in the gray last days, she is still very dazzling.

What did she go through to get to where she is?

Song Jinhe was a little incredulous, but he didn't expose his mind too much.

"Why are you alone, Jiang Xu?"

She looked behind Wen Qiao, and it was empty, only the cold wind that slid quickly through her blew a few strands of dry hair.

"He's dead."

Wen Qiao's face remained unchanged, still with the faint smile she had when she first met, but Song Jinhe saw endless longing and numbness in her silent eyes.

"After the fog fell, someone in the safety zone organized to grab the food of ordinary survivors, and Jiang Xu, a big fool, was hacked to death by a group of people in order to protect me."

Wen Qiao sighed and met Song Jinhe's gaze.

"I recognized you at first sight, you still haven't changed at all, you're still so good and beautiful."

She subconsciously wanted to take a step forward, but after realizing the dirt on her body, she forcibly stopped her movements.

Song Jinhe frowned slightly, stretched out his arms and gently pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, and then gently patted her thin back.

"Condolences."

Just these two words, Wen Qiao's long-standing pain immediately vented, tears flowed down her dirty face, and she cried hoarsely.

After Jiang Xu died, no one was willing to hug her anymore, and Song Jinhe was the first person willing to comfort her.

Afraid that her tears would stain Song Jinhe's clothes, Wen Qiao gently pushed her away, raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, leaving black marks.

"Come with me and leave, the Xiling safe area is much better than Kyoto, and I can take care of you after you go."

Song Jinhe stretched out his hand towards Wen Qiao, and the other party stood quietly in place, shaking his head softly and smiling.

"No, Jiang Xu is here, I'm going to accompany him.

I've lived with him for so long, I can't live without him, and even if I die, I want to hold hands with him and leave. ”

Wen Qiao's voice was not loud, but she could also hear her persistence.

Song Jinhe understood, think about it from another perspective, if Cheng Qianhuai died to protect her, I'm afraid she wouldn't be much better than Wen Qiao.

The last days are like this, maybe the next moment will be someone injured or killed, the accident comes too quickly, and after the death of the lover, they are left with endless pain and thoughts.

"I'm just here to say goodbye to you, you're the last person I care about in this world."

Wen Qian pulled out a smile at Song Jinhe: "Jiang Xu has been waiting for me below for a long time, I should also go to him, I must hold a grand wedding with him in the next life and give birth to a lovely daughter for him." ”

Song Jinhe nodded heavily: "It will be, you will definitely be happy." ”

Wen Qiao smiled softly: "Goodbye." ”

After saying that, she turned around and left, and walked into the safety zone of Kyoto against the flow of people.

Song Jinhe's heart seemed to be clenched tightly by a pair of invisible hands, and he couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.

In the ruthless last days, life and death and pain are the norm, if it weren't for her luck to bind the space, she might not be happy now.

Tao Shuangxue had just run away with a very good look in order to let Song Jinhe and Wen Qiao stay for a long time, and now seeing that everyone had already sat down, she hurriedly stepped forward to urge Song Jinhe to get into the car.

They had to save time and save as many people as they could, and they really couldn't afford to delay too long.

The two walked on the train together and sat in their seats.

The car started slowly, leaving all the survivors waiting in front of the Kyoto Safety Zone behind, and gradually turned into a small black dot.

"That friend of yours, won't you leave with us?"

Tao Shuangxue asked cautiously.

Song Jinhe shook his head lightly when he heard this: "She's going to find her lover." ”

She understood what Wen Qiao's final result would be, but she was not willing to tie her up to the Xiling Safety Zone.

Wen Qiao and Jiang Xu's childhood sweethearts, they have known and loved each other since childhood, and Jiang Xu's death is an irreversible blow to Wen Qiao.

Instead of letting Wen Qiao be awakened by nightmares day and night, and spend every day in thoughts and pain, it is better to let her quietly accompany Jiang Xu's corpse, and the two of them are buried by the earth together.

Maybe that's also a kind of happiness, people live this life, the spiritual pillars are dead, what reason is there to continue to exist in this world?

Sometimes it is not necessarily better to live than to die, to live is to face endless suffering, and death is not necessarily liberation, it is just a matter of the person's thoughts.