Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

Some kind of life swept through the grass and leaves, and the sound of rustle permeated into the dark room from all directions. I hugged the crossbow and the axe in my arms, and learned the security brought by their hard and **** smell. I have become like this, can't help but think that Fu Jiang, who has no help, is more afraid? I sat next to Fu Jiang, holding her hand tightly, just like Fu Jiang took the initiative to reach out in the middle of the night.

The rustling sound moved like a high tide, and soon surrounded the whole building, then poured into the corridors, stairs and open rooms. It was like the whole building was filled with water, except for the one we were in, the rest of the building started to flood, and overflowed from the cracks everywhere.

I wanted to open the curtains to see what it was. When I just wanted to move my hand but was caught by Fu Jiang, she had little strength, but she clearly showed that she didn't want me to leave, so I sat down again.

The seemingly endless sound of the outside world is more quiet in the room, and Fu Jiang's breath can be heard in the dark. She was twisting her body like a nightmare and her breathing gradually became heavy. I'm in a hurry, but I don't know what to do. Her body was severely burned, which is not something that can be dealt with by normal first aid measures, and there are no medical supplies on hand.

The only thing I can do is pray, and I encountered such a painful thing for the first time.

Time lapses bit by bit, every second becomes long in my feeling. Several times, the rustle flowed to the door and window of this room. The four walls, floor and ceiling seem to be corroded at any time. It makes people think that this seemingly strong base is like a hole of cheese.

However, they never came in. Perhaps they closed the gap they entered, or they did not perceive that there were two large living people in this room.

It was so difficult to spend a hard night. I didn't close my eyes all night. I had to pay attention to the movements of those unknown creatures and take care of Fu Jiang who was turning around.

Although it is impossible to see how Fu Jiang ’s injury recovered in the dark, it can be guessed from the gradually smooth voice and movement that it is developing in a good direction. For a while, her body exuded unusually high fever, and she couldn't stop crying for thirst. I had to cover her mouth, pour water with the other hand, and almost made the bottle make a sound.

All this passed, and the rustling sound washes through the building several times, retreating from each room and corridor like a rewind, descending the stairs, and retreating in all directions. Until the sound went out completely, I waited a few minutes before I put down Fu Jiang, who was falling asleep, and lifted the corner of the curtain lightly.

The faint morning light smeared on the sky and the earth, and the shadow of the night was gradually fading away. A ray of light came in from outside the glass, leaving a white mark on the floor, and my mood seemed to lift the dark cloud that had enveloped for a long time.

The sky is still blue, white clouds curl, and the courtyard becomes clear. In addition to the collapsed rockery, the collapsed pool, and the potted grass, the cruelty of the night was recorded, and all the broken limbs and broken arms were gone.

Clean colors, but not at all popular, like a deserted haunted house. Witnessing all this, gave birth to a complex emotion for the rest of his life.

I opened the curtains and let the fresh sunshine completely disperse the haze in the room.

Fujiang lying on the ground turned over towards the window, and he woke up at any time. The large limestone with walnuts made a jaw-dropping effect. Fu Jiang's originally black skin was cracked like molting, and the old skin was peeled off in many places, revealing a fair and red color. But the hair also fell off in large pieces.

I walked to her with full of joy, set up the pot where I cooked the noodles last night, and ignited the gas stove to start boiling water.

The cigarette package was shrivelled, and only half of it was left. I took out the flat-shaped cigarette and rounded it up, and lit it on the fire of the gas stove.

I was smoking a cigarette, the hand holding the cigarette trembling, I couldn't suppress it, but my mood was unprecedentedly calm.

Was probably smoked, the water had not boiled yet, and Fu Jiang had opened his eyes.

Fu Jiang woke up staring dumbly at the flames. After two or three seconds, he suddenly sat up, then pressed his forehead to cry, as if drunk, he was not sober.

"When is it?"

"The sun just came out."

"Have you won?" She stared at me with proof.

"do not you remember?"

"I am vaguely impressed ... I seem to have slept for a long time." She said to herself dreamily.

"It's so bad that it's amazing to get up now!"

"Should I sleep for a week?"

Fujiang scratched her head, and the large piece of hair she lost was wrapped around her hand. It didn't seem to hurt very much, but it was enough to make her stunned. After a while, she began to hysterically scrub off both her old skin and her hair, even disregarding me being on the side, and taking off her tattered clothes.

Fujie, who only wears underwear, fully reveals the undulating figure, turning his eyes without shyness. On the other hand, I was so full of eyes, but turned my head embarrassedly, with a hot face.

"Hey, why did you blush?" Fu Jiang made a pretense voice of wonder.

"Isn't it the first time I saw a woman in underwear?"

"Haha, I didn't expect Achuan to be so pure, is he a virgin? Haven't I even read that kind of magazine or website?"

"I am very confident, not inferior to any flat model, all natural.

"Right, do you want to touch your chest? It's like Xie Li, a big discount."

Such words were fired like machine guns, and they also showed various provocative poses, full of vitality, and could not see the appearance of the sickness last night.

Despite this, I still admire her. She seems to have no psychological shadow. If I suffered such a serious injury, I must have no thoughts about wanting to be active at this time.

"What, I've been in battle for a long time." My mouth was stiff, and of course she would feel embarrassed when she said that. I took off my shirt and handed it over. Men are nothing but shirtless, but for women, obviously wearing underwear can also be regarded as a bad manner. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com

When it comes to underwear, Fujiang's is purple, not the light and flirty lace, but more like a **** swimsuit.

Fujiang used a whole bottle of water to wash his head, face and body. After putting on his shirt, the cloth sticked to the wet place, and the mature and sensational feeling increased a lot.

She sat down beside me.

"Come one."

I handed her the cigarette.

"It's terrible." She squeezed the flat and folded cigarette in front of her eyes, sighed and lit it.

I took the cup noodles and checked her information with diamond marks.

Name: Fujiang

Age: 23 years old

Occupation: graduate student

Evaluation: D +

Has risen a rank in the evaluation, but there is no difference in appearance. Then again, the athleticism she showed when fighting the horn monster last night was really scary. She said that she can easily solve ghost dogs, it is indeed not exaggerated.

In contrast, my information at this time has not changed much.

Name: Gao Chuan

Age: 17 years old

Occupation: Student

Weapon: Fire axe, revolver

Evaluation: E +

Puzzlingly, the crossbow made by Fujiang is not counted in the weapons column. There must also be some of them.

I also wrote these thoughts in my diary. Although after the thrilling battle last night, there were fewer words describing the battle, and more emphasis was placed on the analysis and speculation of a series of changes in monsters and themselves.

Fujiang Jingjing watched me finish writing, and then handed over the soaked cup noodles.

"Thank you." She said so suddenly.

I responded faintly, lowering my head to eat the noodles.