Busy Farming In the Last Days

The nerves were tense for too long, and suddenly returned to the relaxed environment without the slightest precaution, but it seemed unreal at all.

Ji Cha took off his clothes and stood in front of the mirror. The young man's chest was thin, and the boundary between the abdominal muscles was vaguely visible on his lower abdomen. There were no heavy scars on it. Even at the moment his look was revealed in the mirror, he was just astonished but not seeing the fatigue that could not be dissipated over the years.

If it were not the end of the world, Ji Cha would still be just a young man with a lot of time to squander.

But if those ten years were just a long nightmare, why are the details in the dream so vividly visible? The despair and pain of succumbing to the pressure of survival, the numbness of death and the vagueness of survival, can almost drain a person's vitality in the blink of an eye.

In the five years after the end of the world, he and Wang Qinxue tossed around and almost gave up their lives several times. After modern civilization is almost annihilated, the equality and moral laws that people once took for granted will disappear immediately. It is not uncommon for those with strong combat power and power to drive slaves to the old, the weak, the sick and the young, and to occupy women or men. Several large bases in the country that still remain in order are scattered around, and the rest of the small areas are scattered by forests that can protect themselves. According to the wishes of the leaders, the form of the city has degraded to a slave society or a feudal society.

Everyone has almost lost the bottom line in order to survive.

In the sixth year, the two talents finally found a place to stay in a large base in S City, where Ji Cha used to be. There was an army stationed here before the end of the world. Although it was wasted for a period of time in the later period, it still maintained a better order than the outside world. At least here, casual killing is not allowed, and women still retain dignity.

The two were assigned to the planting and breeding area of ​​the S base, which is already considered very lucky. After all, they are not dangerous here and can still eat half full every day.

Ji Cha took out a T-shirt from the closet and put it on at random, walked to the desk and picked up the wallet on it. There were a few red banknotes in it.

The summer vacation has already begun, and there are not many people in the school except those who have applied for stay.

Auntie Guan downstairs was holding a mobile phone to chase the drama. She caught a glimpse of Ji Cha coming down from the corner of her eye. She quickly pressed pause and said to him, "Ji Cha, you are not staying at school? Why haven't you left yet, do you know who is leaving tomorrow? If you can’t live without applying, the provincial school will find out and blame me."

"Okay." Looking at the middle-aged woman in front of him, Ji Cha was still in a very unreal trance. For the auntie, he just slept and went downstairs as usual, but for Ji Cha, it has been a long absence for ten years.

"Are you sick, why do you look pale?" Aunt Su Guan said, bending over and took out half of a watermelon from under the table, and said carelessly, "If you are sick, you have to go and see it in time."

The screen of the mobile phone was lightly clicked, and the suspended plot was replayed, and the love of men and women was dotted in an ordinary day.

Ji Cha stepped forward to the bedroom outside, the sun was scorching outside, just reaching the highest peak in the day, and occasionally people who walked by were all in a hurry.

Five minutes later, in the school supermarket.

Ji Cha is standing in front of the rows of shelves. Although he is holding money in his hands, people are a little bit clueless.

Too much to eat, dazzling and colorful.

He subconsciously guarded against the alumni who came and went by and passed him by. The trance he had been waking up to the present was finally diluted, his stomach was not empty, but the hunger came from his brain and not from his stomach. .

This kind of wanton purchase, the experience of no one looting has been too long. When Ji Cha picks up a shopping basket, it is difficult to immediately forget the old habit of mopping up food with almost no choice.

Someone next to him was vaguely surprised when he saw him. The two girls hid on the side and whispered, "Isn't that Jicha from the Chinese department?"

"What does he buy so much wow haha...?"

It feels suddenly... neurotic.

Ji Cha did not pay attention to them. Social news was being shown on the high-hanging display in the middle of the supermarket. As soon as the scene of the dispute between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law changed, the host used a formulaic voice to announce that the poaching activity became more and more intense. In one month, dozens of carcasses of cherished and protected animals were discovered.

The rotten and decayed pictures on the screen have been added with mosaics, but it still makes people feel vaguely disgusting.

"Oh, it's so pitiful, the whole family was killed by poaching!" Someone next to him discussed in a low voice, with an indignant tone.

As a result, Ji Cha's eyes slowly warmed up.

Where is the behavior of poachers? It is just a small omen before the end of the world. But what can it do? The end times are inevitable. At least even if the season tea is reborn at this time, the virus has already lurked into the bodies of humans and animals through the air for an unknown period of time, and only when it accumulates to a certain concentration, it will cause a large-scale, unpredictable and unstoppable full-scale outbreak.

Although Ji Cha didn't know how he would return to the current node, the end times had indeed come.

Ten minutes later, under the surprised eyes of the cashier, he walked out of the supermarket with four shopping bags that were almost exploded.

Ji Cha was eating along the road, and he couldn't wait to return to the dormitory. And because of the habits developed in the last days, I dare not eat without worry in front of everyone. So all the way to a small open space behind the school music building.

He has to make a good plan to make use of the only two months left in normal order. Ji Cha does not want to live so tired, at least to ensure that he can have a safe home, at least to ensure that he is not hungry.

The two expectations before the end of the world seem too simple to be simpler, but after the end of the world, they are the extravagant desires of most people.

The music building was empty two days earlier, and almost no one would come here without a performance, which is in line with Ji Cha’s expectations for safety.

After the end of the world, as long as it is not rotten food, it can be said to be a good meal. If you can add a precious product like salt and cook it a little, it is equivalent to a feast for the New Year. The seasoned food he is holding now is almost dancing on the tip of his tongue!

After taking two bites, Ji Cha almost cried.

From a distance, a person sitting in a pile of snacks, biting a plate in his mouth and crying with his face in his face, is a weird picture of both men and women, young and old, beautiful, ugly, fat and thin.

Ji Cha's mobile phone shook twice, and a text message came, but it did not attract his immediate attention.

"I came back at this time to see that yellow-haired boy?" A male voice suddenly sounded, a little bit stubborn. Judging from the source of the sound, it should have been walking from the corner to this side of the road. I don't know who would go to such a remote place at this time.

Ji Cha squeezed the dry noodles and hurriedly hid back, consciously finding a suitable defensive posture for his body.

The habits of many years cannot be changed for a while.

Another male voice sounded, with a bit of helplessness and regret, but the low and nice voice that couldn't be covered up, "I originally planned to see him again today. Who knew he was going to practice internship."

"Brilliant," the scornful voice continued, "Take care of the fart, people know who you are. If you listen to me two years earlier, you can bring people home and sleep. Now you can go abroad if you can't help it. I got the certificate."

Ji Cha didn't want to listen to the conversation between the two of them. His posture only shrank into the corner as they moved closer. Only when he noticed that his mobile phone screen was on, he leaned forward and held it in his hand.

At the same time, the footsteps of the two on the small road happened to fall to his side. It was hard not to notice the four shopping bags on the narrow lawn and the red-eyed season tea.

One of the two people who talked had dyed their hair golden yellow, because the skin color was pale and looked like a foreigner at first glance. The other is tall and well-dressed. In such a hot summer, the buttons of the shirt are still tied to the top one, which vaguely covers the **** Adam's apple. His hair is pure black, his eyes are deep and the bridge of his nose is high, and the corners of his mouth are slightly squeezed, but it is difficult to conceal the light that flashed when he saw Ji Cha in his eyes.

In fact, just by looking at the appearance, it is already easy to distinguish the roles that the two shared when they were talking.

"Oh, I'll go," Huang Mao was more surprised than Ji Cha, took a big step back and suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the shirt man with a playful look, "What is fate? This is it!"

The man in the shirt gave him a warning look, "Shut up."

As he spoke, his hand in his trouser pocket trembled vaguely with excitement.

"Classmate, you." He said, his throat was a little dry. Seeing Ji Cha back, he shrank defensively. The shirt man stopped the action he had originally wanted to step forward and lifted him up, his eyes followed until Ji Cha was holding it. On his phone, and then moved to the corner of his red eyes, his thoughts turned, and his mood fell.

However, Ji Cha made him uncomfortable with the oppressive feeling radiated from his body. He panicked and picked up the half-eaten crispy noodles, stammered, "I, I will go first." Then he turned and got up. , And ran to the bedroom.

Huang Mao was taken aback, then looked at Ji Cha's back and couldn't help laughing. He turned around and patted the man in the shirt on the shoulder and said with emotion, "Fuck, why didn't I know how stupid he was? Liang Jincheng, your vision...it's hard to say."

Liang Jincheng slapped his hand away, bent forward without saying a word, picked up the bags that Ji Cha had left in place, and walked to the boys' dormitory in the footsteps of last Ji Cha.

The other end.

Ji Cha ran into the dormitory building out of breath, an indescribable sense of weirdness surged in his heart, and he was a little relieved until he returned to the dormitory and locked the door.

It was also at this time that Ji Cha had time to look down at the text messages flashing on the phone screen.

It is an unfamiliar number, and the content is only a few words, "I really want to kiss you."

Did you send it wrong? Ji Cha turned off the text message interface blankly.

There are only two months left in the last days, kiss you, kiss you paralyzed!