The first time, the last time, the last time.

"Yoyo, did you miss me?"

Tang Shiya smiled and looked at Qin Yue who suddenly opened the door.

Qin Yue was wearing a thin nightgown at the moment, her hair was messy, and her pupils seemed a little out of focus.

"Do you know what time it is now?"

The girl's cold voice entered Shiya's ears, and she still said with a smile: "It's more than six o'clock in the morning, ah, what a beautiful morning."

Tang Shiya twisted her neck stiffly, and looked at the deep darkness outside the floor window with some panic...

"Probably...right."

A gust of cold wind blew, and Tang Shiya shivered.

"Come in."

...

After that, Qin Yue took two hours of sleep. Her daily routine has been a bit chaotic recently. Can it be understood as a kind of imbalance?

Tang Shiya sat in the living room and played with a black cat for two hours.

This cat is very strange. It doesn't make any noise. Its two big eyes stare at people cutely. Its body is very warm and heavy.

"It always feels weird."

Tang Shiya looked at the black cat lying on her lap, and then looked at Qin Yue's room.

In her opinion, this cat is quite similar to Qin Yue's mental state.

A clean and tidy but deserted remote house, without any novel hanging decorations, a world wrapped in green plants, a radio, a gray sofa and gray decoration tones.

There is also an extremely quiet black cat and an incredibly beautiful and quiet girl.

Tang Shiya leaned on Qin Yue's sofa and sniffed the refreshing fragrance in the air that belongs only to the girl's room.

"Oh my god... This is absolutely an ideal retirement life."

"If someone tricked Qin Yue into marrying."

Many strange pictures emerged in Tang Shiya's mind.

Playing games with Qin Yue, Qin Yue making a loving breakfast, Qin Yue drying clothes, and Qin Yue making...

"Ah, if I were a man, this would be my ideal type!"

"Your expression is disgusting, please don't put on such a face in my house."

At some point, Qin Yue, who was wearing clothes, was standing in front of Tang Shiya.

"Ahem... Are you a poisonous tongue?!"

Qin Yue didn't say anything, just yawned and looked out the window.

"Aren't your things still in the car?"

She turned her head, and a faint smile appeared in her dark eyes.

"Do you need help?"

Tang Shiya smiled and stood up.

"Of course it is needed. There are still two vans of stuff that haven't arrived yet."

(Note: Comrade Xiao Liu who suddenly appeared took on most of the moving work...)

"Ahaha! That's good. There should be more life in the house."

Tang Shiya wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the renovated living room with a happy face.

Liu Wentao took a deep breath and stretched his muscles as if he was tired. He also looked at Qin Yue's living room with some emotion.

The old simple and simple style has indeed changed a lot.

The exclusive gun rack is full of various convenient guns, some cute dolls are scattered on the sofa, and the murals are very tasteless. It is said that they are good goods brought out by Tang Shiya from the art museum.

Carpets, lamps, and a row of keys.

"Do you know? The land in this yard is now my asset. Except for the private plot of the old man downstairs, the other land can be..."

Liu Wentao looked at Tang Shiya with some emotion. Her ideas and actions are terrible.

Tang Shiya used her money power to buy all the houses in this remote area. She even gave Qin Yue and Liu Wentao a house each, although it was not an expensive property in this era.

She spent a morning renovating several houses, some of which were dedicated to storing large-caliber anti-material weapons, some were used to store large electronic equipment aggregates, and there were also some miscellaneous grocery areas.

She also planned to demolish the wall of another house on the first floor and prepare to transform it into a garage, but was stopped by Qin Yue on the grounds of trouble.

"Why are you distracted?"

Liu Wentao came back to his senses and said with some emotion: "I am a little surprised. You Jiuan people are really talented."

Tang Shiya smiled and said: "The mediocre people all died during the disaster period. We Jiuan are not as good as you Shengping people in this regard."

"Look, isn't the smell of home coming up?"

"Qin Yue is like an old lady."

Tang Shiya squatted down and touched Dali Zeng's soft hair.

"Would you like some water?"

The girl's clear and pleasant voice came in

Liu Wentao looked into Qin Yue's ear and saw her calm eyes.

"Yes... this is the taste of home... I guess I almost forgot it."

Liu Wentao took the cup of water from Qin Yue with a smile, and his melancholy pupils were slightly warm.

"It would be great to see such a scene forever."

Liu Wentao could always feel that the dense and obscure malice weakened a little. His panic and negative emotions were resolved a lot under the coordinated defense of a strong and solid heart and gentle external factors.

"Huh!?"

The black-haired girl was startled, but she held the cup in her hand steadily.

Tang Shiya put her hands around Qin Yue's thighs and buried her head in the girl's waist and abdomen and rubbed it quickly.

"Ah, little Qin Yue was born to be eaten by me! Smells good!"

Qin Yue pushed Tang Shiya's cheek in a panic, but she climbed on her body with a lazy face, and her beautiful cheeks also showed some cute surprise.

"It's so good."

Liu Wentao held the cup and took a sip gently.

"I want to rub it too... (crossed out)"

If he could live forever, Liu Wentao would not leave Jiu'an. To be precise, he did not want to leave Qin Yue and Tang Shiya.

From the initial ignorance and panic to gradually understanding Qin Yue's daily life, to Tang Shiya's joining, to the current three people working together and living together in another sense.

"Let's live well together in the future."

In a certain aspect, Liu Wentao chose temporary repression and escape.

Maybe after everything is peaceful…

Li Shijie squatted on the edge of the top floor of the abandoned high-rise building in Jiuan, the wind brushed through his hair and blew away the smoke he exhaled.

“Do you think people will pick up traditional culture such as festivals after the disaster? Even if those things are really unnecessary for people today.”

Another Shengping operator asked.

Li Shijie threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and stood up.

“The New Year still has to be celebrated, and life will get better and better.”

“But it’s a troublesome and worthless thing for me, because you must have a family to celebrate the festival with you.”

Another operator said something very funny from hell.

“No offense, do you mean to celebrate the festival with corpses and mutants?”

Li Shijie laughed out loud.

"You are such a jerk."

"Get ready to go, our superiors want us to investigate the incident location provided by the harmless citizen."

Another operator asked, "Harmless citizen? What the hell?"

The helicopter propellers stirred up a violent gust of wind, and Li Shijie slowly put on a black helmet.

"An organization."

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