Chapter 23 Beauty Anchor
At dusk, the shadow of a cat and two people grew longer and longer. The crisp song filled He Wen's heart under the golden sunset sky.
He Wen sometimes inquired about what Dingding could know, and then speculated that the uncle Dingding saw as a soldier might not be a complete team, mixed with other survivors, or joined the army in a gathering place because he could not resist zombies alone.
Because the city where no one has lived for several months has gradually grown barren grass, and the whole county is quiet. In an already dilapidated and messy hotel, there is an incomplete but serious and affectionate song.
Night always comes quickly. After a simple dinner, He Wen was singing and coaxing Dingding to sleep. Dingding's head rested on He Wen's arms, which was her safe haven. She dreamed with a sweet smile. She must have had a good dream.
He Wen sat on the curled gray cat, gently patting Dingding on the back and humming. Although he was unmarried, he looked like a father who had just learned to take care of children.
The moon hung high in mid-air, but it was not the original moon. It shone gently on the earth, and the breeze seemed to be crying and complaining that the world had become empty.
In the morning, a ray of sunlight came in through the window. He Wen subconsciously covered Dingding's eyes, gently changed his direction, and covered the dazzling light. Dingding gently arched his body and changed a comfortable posture to continue to be silent in his dream.
He Wen opened his eyes and looked at the green forest painted on the wall, and the murals of a small hut were distracting. In the end of the world, there was no killing or blood in the paradise that anyone yearned for.
He Wen shook his head with a wry smile. He looked at Ding Ding, who had opened his eyes and stared at him. He Wen gently kissed Ding Ding's forehead and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"
"Hmm." Dingding nodded.
"Well, uncle will cook for you." He Wen smiled.
He cherishes this warm time. Although he knows that this warm picture will not last long, he will try his best to keep Dingding in this kind of innocence.
After months of meditation, He Wen knew what kind of person he was, not a hero. He couldn't sacrifice for others. He was not a hero. He had no ambition, but he was a real villain.
To be honest, He Wen has clearly thought that maybe that day, the death of those people was just that he felt guilty. What he really cared about was Ling Yumeng in the village. Those people did not spend much time with him, and he could occasionally notice some strange things of some people, at least, such as Li Wenhao and Xu Wendong I don't really support him, I just need his protection.
He Wen knows that if a stronger person appears in front of them one day, they may be able to defect without saying a word.
And Hu Wenjian, who seems to be a stupid man, is actually a fine person. After all, He Wen has also been struggling in society for a period of time. Hu Wenjian is very bold, free and easy, and everything is supporting He Wen. Because of this, it attracted He Wen's attention. Any flattery without reason is hidden in The reason or desire in the depths may be that he is suspicious. The villain is suspicious, and He Wen doesn't think he will be a saint.
There are only three women who made He Wen feel sorry. Ling Yumeng, a woman who once desperately pushed him out of the ghost door and was seriously injured in a coma, with a trace of affection.
Li Zhu, a stupid man with a true temperament, is grateful for the person who can risk his life.
Luo Youwei, a 16-year-old child, died tragically under the licker in order to avenge his parents.
He Wen shook his head and didn't think much about it. Now he just needs to take Dingding and the big gray cat to live well and work hard.
The smoke was smoky and there was no seasoning, but He Wen's cooking skills were praised by Ding Ding.
"Uncle, where are we going now?" In He Wen's arms, Ding Ding carefully wiped the dirt on He Wen's face: "Uncle, how long has it been since you washed your face? Mom said that children who don't like cleanliness are not good children.
"Well, uncle will wash it later." He Wen smiled.
Maybe He Wen really cares about Dingding's idea. He found an open barber shop, washed his face, and deliberately shaved his beard. By the way, he found a pair of scissors to cut the fluffy and scattered hair. Although it was not very beautiful, it was still passable. After all, after the bloody baptism of the end of the world, the original strong cheeks With a trace of vicissitudes, his deep eyes made people inadvertently want to know his story, but the sharp brother's clothes immediately turned him into a fat pig.
"This area should be within the scope of human beings." He Wen carefully observed the surroundings. The previously messy streets seemed to have been deliberately swept away and no longer crowded. There were traces of being turned in the surrounding houses, and looking at the marks on the road, it should be a convoy, and it has been stranded in this area for a period of time. Maybe he hasn't left yet, but just changed its position. Not necessarily.
After walking for a while, He Wen took out the dried meat. The two had a simple lunch and set the destination set by He Wen again. There was a mark on the broken map in their hands, which was the nearest Qingyang City.
Yiyang City is a large city, located in HU North Province, located on the edge of the Yangtze River, not far from the famous Gezhouba.
It naturally takes a lot of time to get there with He Wen's footsteps, but the big gray cat around him is a good means of transportation, especially fast.
But He Wen did not let the big gray cat move forward at full speed. He was afraid that Dingding could not stand the bumps. After all, such a long journey was very tiring, although Dingding had been huddled in his arms.
The zombies met on the road will be solved by He Wen. Now He Wen has been extremely familiar with the use of his own strength. It is always just right to take action, not a trace more, a trace less. The wielding of a knife can always save physical strength and make zombies just die.
The sun slowly moves down from the sky, and the scenery around He Wen is constantly changing, from the city to the wilderness, and then from the wilderness to the town or county.
The sunset was approaching, and He Wen had come down from the back of the big gray cat. At this time, the big gray cat was as tired as a dog, licking his tongue and staring at He Wen pitifully.
He Wen patted the big gray cat's head angrily, took out the dried meat from his bag and threw it in its mouth.
"Uncle, I'm sleepy." Dingding yawned.
"Well, go to sleep." He Wen stroked Dingding's head with a smile.
He Wen entered a TV station, but he was hesitant to enter, because according to the current situation, there must be survivors, and there may be a large number of survivors.
However, He Wen shook his head. With Dingding, the little guy, He Wen didn't seem to want to take risks at all for fear of bringing Dingding into danger.
He Wen asked the big gray cat to stay nearby. He carried a big knife, hugged Dingding, and walked in. He Wen was still confident that few people would not hurt him.
As soon as you go upstairs, the door is closed, which may be countered by many heavy wooden bed cabinets and other things.
There are survivors, and He Wen is already sure. But he shook his head and chose to continue walking.
On the fourth floor, this may be a storage room, all with supplies or some abandoned equipment from TV stations.
A small sound attracted He Wen's attention. He didn't know if it was a mouse or something, making a slight sound, but it was still heard clearly by He Wen.
He Wen stepped into the door and clearly felt that what was inside was getting more and more short of breath.
"Come out, I know you're in there." He Wen said in a low voice.
He Wen took a few steps forward and looked at the half-covered curtain of the window and said in a low voice.
A slight cold light flashed from the left side of He Wen. He Wen narrowed his eyes and turned around and kicked out. He didn't work too hard, but it was enough to make an adult lie on the ground and couldn't get up within three minutes.
The cold weapon fell in front of He Wen. It was a meal with an iron fork. Looking along the light through the window, it was a woman who was kicked to the ground and constantly struggling.
He Wen looked at the woman with an expression, and his familiar face made him think of something.
"Isn't this a famous anchor of a TV station?" He Wen suddenly remembered that Cheng Li, a female anchor who was favored by many people with her beautiful appearance.
Cheng Li is really good-looking. Her yellow and pale appearance does not hide her beauty. Her white-collar dress makes her figure look more concave and convex, and the scraped and torn black stockings make her long legs without a trace of fat appear more seductive to men's desire.
Cheng Li lay on the ground at this time and looked at He Wen with cold eyes, as if she wanted to eat He Wen's flesh and blood.
Cheng Li slowly struggled to get up, picked up the iron fork on the ground and stabbed at He Wen again. It happened to stab Ding Ding, who was sleeping in He Wen's arms.
He Wen's eyes were cold, which undoubtedly touched his bottom line. He put the knife on the wall casually, punched the iron fork, and grabbed Cheng Li's neck. Cheng Li's beauty did not raise He Wen's heart.
"Uh... Cough." Cheng Li, who was tightly pinched by the neck, looked at He Wen coldly because she couldn't breathe.
"You devil, you are all devils. You will all die. Kill me. If you kill me, I won't let you get what you want. Even if you become a ghost, I won't let you go." Cheng Li said viciously.
He Wen frowned and let go of Cheng Li: "I have no grudge against you. Why did you attack me?"
"Well, don't pretend to be a gentleman. You are all virtuous. Even if you die, I won't let you get what you want." Cheng Li said fiercely, and then pushed He Wen away and ran to the window to open the window.
He Wen reached out and grabbed it and tore it! With a sound, Cheng Li's white-collar dress was suddenly torn, and Cheng Li tripped to the ground, leaving a white shirt with a few buttons off.
"I'm sick." He Wen really couldn't understand Cheng Li's crazy appearance, especially his fierce and hostile eyes made him a little chill.
Cheng Li sneered and said, "Look, does this reveal its true face?"
He Wen looked at Cheng Li who got up: "I don't know what you're talking about."
At this time, Cheng Li didn't care about her half-off white shirt and the exposed Wenxiong, but the two peaks were really interesting. She just smiled coldly and said, "It's just the devil in human skin. Don't you want my body? I'll give it to you, come on, wait for me to die." When he opened the window and climbed up, he was pulled by He Wen's arm and pulled it off, with a delicate and smooth touch from his fingertips.
"Are you crazy?" He Wen said in a low voice.
"I'm not crazy. It's you. It's all forced by you. You are all devils, devils!" Cheng Lixius roared, and his scarlet eyes made He Wen feel a numb scalp. What kind of hatred made this beautiful female anchor so crazy?