Chapter 156

Put Yu Lan's hand on his chest and ink sighed.

Maybe it's because I haven't woke up yet. The ink at this time looks very harmless. The lines of my face seem to be softened, with a hazy color like the clouds at night.

In fact, if you are in front of others, even if your consciousness is blurred, ink will never show such a look.

Only in the face of Yu Lan can he put his heart down wholeheartedly.

Looking up at Mo Wen's face, Yu Lan moved in his heart, took the initiative to hold his arm and got into his arms.

Successfully got a complete Yu Lan, Mo Wen bent his lips and body, trapped her in his arms.

"This is what you got in by yourself, so don't think about leaving." he rubbed the blue head in a good mood. He lightened the strength on his arm, smiled and closed his eyes again, covering the madness that almost broke out of the cage at the bottom of his eyes.

Yu Lan also felt sleepy at this time. She yawned, gently kissed the back of Mo Wen's hand and closed her eyes.

Stupid thing

How can I be willing to leave you.

……

The sudden snowstorm brought the temperature down to the extreme this winter.

Overnight, the blizzard covered all things that could reach the eye. On this cold night, countless people were silent in sleep forever.

Even if you just stay in the room, the cold air from the outside still seeps in from the gap.

When the temperature became colder, Mo Wen opened his eyes. His hands and feet were cold, but he didn't feel how cold he was.

Gently looking at Yu Lan, who was still sleeping with a pillow in her arms, bent down and gently kissed her on her forehead.

"Good morning, blue."

Yu Lan turned over and continued to sleep.

Looking at her lying in bed, Mo Wen shook his head and got out of bed. Only then did he notice that the temperature in the room was unusually low.

He went into the bathroom to drain water and found that the water pipe seemed to be frozen and there was no water at all.

This is the third winter of the end of the world... There is a sudden clear understanding in my consciousness.

Out of the room, sitting in front of the bed, Mo Wen looked at the white window for a while.

It was not so cold when it was coldest in the first winter, but because humans had not had time to take precautions at that time, many people were frozen to death in the first winter. Even after the winter passed, stiff bodies could be seen all over the street.

Those human beings did not die at the hands of zombies or kill each other, but at the hands of the nature they had destroyed.

Looking back at Yu Lan's sleeping face, Mo Wen touched her cold face painfully.

Others don't know, but he knows that Yu Lan likes the warm feeling most, hates and hates the cold without temperature.

"I promised you that I would spend every winter with you, but you broke our agreement first." I bowed close to blue, and the pale face of ink was wearing a slightly distorted smile, which contained a kind of repressed pain and a kind of deep satisfaction.

For him, the years when Yu Lan left were nightmares and fears. Even if Yu Lan was around him now, he still had an uneasy feeling in his heart.

But this uneasiness will disappear under the blue smile, but it will break through the ground in the dead of night.

"But it doesn't matter now." Mo Wen sat up straight and his smile was a little softer. "Such a life is enough for me."

At this time, the door was gently knocked. Xu Qi's cautious voice sounded outside the door, "boss, can you come out?"

"What's the matter?" afraid of making a noise to Yu Lan, Mo Wen got up and went out of the room and closed the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, Yu Lan frowned and woke up. She yawned and looked around the room. She couldn't help humming when she didn't find her stuff.

Where's the thing? He hasn't said good morning to himself!

Sitting up and moving her body, she found that her body movement seemed to have some resistance and became a lot slower.

She doesn't feel cold, but it doesn't mean that the low temperature won't affect her.

The colder the weather, the slower she moves.

So in winter, humans rarely encounter zombies. Of course, the number of people frozen to death is much higher than those eaten by zombies.

The heavy snow still flying outside the window attracted all her eyes. Yu Lan rubbed her eyes and grinned happily at the window.

And outside the door, Mo Wen, who didn't know that Yu Lan had woken up, was staring at Xu Qi, who was stained with some blood, and frowned.

"Boss, something happened to the drunken emperor." Xu Qi's face was full of dignified color. He pursed his lips and whispered in a heavy voice, "almost dying."

"He won't die." Mo Wen's voice was very weak, as if he didn't care about being drunk all night.

"Boss, go and see him." I don't think there's anything wrong with the tone of ink. Xu Qi leaned over and whispered, as if he was going to lead the way, "he seems to have something to say to you."

For Xu Qi's words, Mo Wen didn't say anything. He just turned around, locked the door and followed him down the stairs.

Seeing that Mo Wen was willing to come, Xu could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. He felt that when he talked to Mo Wen every morning, the pressure was unusually high.

Xu Qi walked into the basement with ink. As soon as he went in, there was a bloody smell.

"Boss, this is my 'entertainment' place. Don't be surprised that it has a heavy smell of blood." he said to Mo Wen with a smile, and promised to turn on the light and go inside.

The light in the basement was dim, but it didn't prevent Mo Wen from seeing all kinds of bloody torture tools in the basement.

Some blood has solidified, but the smell of blood remains for a long time.

"Boss, do you like it here?" like children sharing their labor achievements, Xu Qi's voice became a little strange with abnormal expectations.

Mo Wen still didn't make a sound. He just smiled gently, and his dark eyes flickered fiercely.

Being looked at by Mo Wen, Xu Qi shrugged and quickly turned around to continue to lead the way.

He can hit anyone in the world with his ideas, but he will never touch a hair of Mo Wen.

Ignoring everything around him, Mo Wen followed Xu Qi into the innermost room of the basement.

Drunk without night, he was in the room. He was lying on the bed with a bloodless face. His left body was flesh and blood blurred, and even the beating heart in his chest was faintly visible.

"It's really hurt. If it weren't for his power to protect him, he would have died." Xu Qi sighed, sighed, raised his feet and retreated behind Mo Wen.