Chapter 12: Holding On to Hope

"The same week?"

"Song Fei?"

Qi Yan students did not find food, back to bring back a mouth, this is very good, can gather together the table mahjong.

He just didn't expect 640 to know 440.

Qi Yan feel that he and Song Fei may really not fit, so in the love scene of the city, the light bulb is like a zombie, increasing day by day.

"What happened to your face?" Down jacket may be run for life, Song Fei did not care, but a law on the face of injury, is absolutely fresh.

"Oh, don't mention it." Zhou will not want to remember.

Qi Yan helped him and said, "Three people broke into his house and robbed him of all the food."

Song Fei and Josiqi are silent, even yesterday, they would yell at this kind of thing is fucking inhuman, but now, they really don't know what to say.

Song Fei sighed, patted each other on the shoulder: "Hungry, or I give you a crisp noodles?"

This is the warmest time in the past three days.

440 food storage is not much, Zhou will look at it to understand, so eventually did not feel ashamed to eat noodles, opened a packet of shrimp slices.

It is said that puffed food does not account for the stomach, but the week is really full to eat a bite

"What the hell is this..."

"Shrimp chips, pure Thai imports."

"Really?"

"Of course, authentic Dong Yin Gong flavor."

"..."

In front of no borders of hunger, Zhou finally ate the bag of shrimp slices, as for the taste of how sour, he said he did not want to evaluate.

Qi Yan went out again after returning to the week all, this time directly met the mutants, fled back in panic, and did not dare to go out.

Until night falls, 440 reserve food is little left, four people dare not eat more, only one person to grab a melon seed, lying in bed.

The dormitory area changed from the lively day to calm again, another kind of desolation.

Zhou Uniformly: "Qi Yan, I don't think you need to go out tomorrow, all the food you can find must have been found by others, and you are useless Spider-Man."

Qi said, "Take a look."

Josiki: "In fact, it doesn't matter, as long as there are zombies out there, we are waiting to die."

Song Fei: "Since the water and electricity are not cut off, does it mean that there are people on the other side of the city, although our university town is partial, at least there are so many flowers of the motherland?"

Josiki: "Are those the flowers of the motherland outside?"

Zhou Tong: "Yes, man-eating flower."

Qi said: "The sun is estimated to be in trouble on its own, let us flowers save themselves."

Josh: "What do you mean?"

Qi said: "I want to look tomorrow, try to go to the supermarket."

Josiki: "Are you going to die? "

Song Fei: "I agree with Qi. Johns, you said we were going to die here, so let's break out and break the siege!"

Boom --

It's the same banging the day before yesterday!

Songfei shut up immediately.

The other three were inexperienced and broke out in a cold sweat.

After holding his breath for a long time, when it seemed to be quiet outside, Josiki asked in a whisper, "Zombie, zombie?"

Song Fei replied, "Well, they knocked on the door the night before last."

Josiki wanted to cry: "But not last night?"

Zhou was also surprised: "Why have I never heard of it?"

Qi Yan looked at the energy-saving lamps on his head, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Could they be reacting to our voices?"

Song Fei: "But we talk all day."

Josiki: "No, you were talking very loudly."

"Wait," Zhou recalled carefully, "I thought I heard a similar sound yesterday when I was being beaten."

Josich speculates: "So they're just mentally degraded and physically dexterous, but their vision and hearing are still there?"

"No," Qi Yan narrowed his eyes, "the vision is not sure, but the hearing must have deteriorated, otherwise he should have heard us speaking normally, and he would not have had to wait until the door was loud."

Fear comes from the unknown.

The more you know about mutants, the less fear you have.

But when fear is too powerful, such a reduction is only a drop in the bucket. The 440 people who ended the discussion fell silent, and the entire dormitory area was eerily quiet.

At eleven o 'clock at night, the dormitory lights out promptly.

The moment the light disappeared, the whole dormitory seemed really dead.

Dark 440, full of silence. Song Fei know that the other three people did not sleep, their thoughts, may be pessimistic, may be optimistic, may be cloudy, may be bloody. But in any case, having someone by your side at a time like this is the greatest strength.

Loneliness is the cruelest accomplice of despair.

Song Fei has not been able to remember which elective teacher said such a sentence, and even before this, he even forgot this sentence. Can in such a night, this sentence like a self-conscious, bouncing back, as if a ghost, blowing in Song Fei's ear.

May rush out tomorrow will die, Song Fei thought, this life light to learn, really fucking loss.

The clang --

The dull sound of heavy weights falling broke the dead quiet night, but it made the night more spooky.

The sound came from outside the balcony.

Four people almost got up at the same time, Zhou all this impatience is directly to the ground, jumped to the balcony door with the glass to look at.

It was so dark outside the dormitory that I couldn't see anything clearly.

The clang --

It's another one.

Zhou all blinked his eyes, not sure whether it was an illusion, or really saw the figure.

The other three men got out of bed and moved in.

"What's going on?" Josiki asked.

Zhou all shook his head: "Can't see very clearly. Or... Open the door?"

The balcony has always been a safer place, but the night is not as safe as the day, and exposure to the dark outside is also uncertain.

With a snap, a bright beam lit up the entire 440.

Josiki turned back and was immediately shaken to his eyes: "Fuck, what?"

Song Fei looked down at the hands of Ren Zhe high-end goods, a little regret did not use earlier: "flashlight."

Zhou all black lines, back to the bright light he will be blinded: "This is a fucking searchlight!"

With the light, there is peace of mind, after confirming the security of the balcony, four people carefully opened the door and walked into the cold midnight.

Song Fei flashlight again strong, hit in the night also dissipated with the wind. Fortunately, the corridor Windows of the opposite building were not disturbed by the blackout, reflecting the brilliant lights inside, and together with the moonlight, shining the outline of the dark night.

The eyes finally adjust to the night.

A second figure fell from the sixth floor opposite, making an arc in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the man fell to the ground, and with a crack, the flesh broke into pieces.

-- Someone jumped off the building.

Four people standing on the balcony, the night wind biting cold, they seem to feel.

The mutants are here again, dividing up the food without much effort.

As the mutants feast, a fourth food drops from the sky.

PRRRRRR.

All four began to tremble, and Zhou even covered his ears, not wanting to hear the sound again.

The balcony of the opposite building has also come out a lot of people, some people even shouted with tears: "Don't fucking jump!"

Despair is a more dangerous infection than the zombie virus.

The chain jump finally stopped after the seventh student landed.

But no one knows if this is an end or a pause.

The dormitory area is quieter than before, but when you know that all the living people are standing in the night breeze on the balcony, imagining their faces or blank, or scared, or sad, but not making a sound, the silence is more frightening than the screams.

The wind blew between the two buildings.

Song Fei looked at a dark shadow on the opposite balcony, as if he saw himself.

The door was suddenly closed behind him.

Song Fei surprised back, see week all dont know when to take Renzhe guitar.

Soon, the melody of a guitar began to play in the quiet night.

The mutants across the balcony door + dormitory door may not be able to hear, but the students on the balconies of the two buildings can hear clearly.

It is the voice that will be heard in countless dry nights, may be the literary man of the chemistry department, a guitar, broken gong voice, dare to confess to the world, may also be the Doubian woman of the faculty of Arts, a guitar, pinching the voice, my mother Leng small fresh.

At the moment, however, the melody around their ears was neither artistic nor fresh, but tough and powerful

Where is the world full of flowers,

If it exists then I will definitely go.

Where I want the highest mountain to stand,

Don't care if it's a cliff.

Live hard, love hard, even if my heart and soul are broken,

Don't ask anyone to be satisfied as long as worthy of their own.

I never chose to give up on my ideals,

Even in the dark days...

Zhou did not dare to sing the chorus, because the climax of the song was too violent, he was afraid of attracting the wrong, that would be really stupid. But in a deliberately low voice, it sounds more determined.

Running forward to meet the cold eyes and ridicule,

How can the vastness of life be felt without suffering,

Fate cannot make us beg for mercy,

Even with blood on my arms...

The song is over.

Qi Yan's tense face relaxed.

Joski even hummed along in the second half.

Song Fei raised her head, the sky was full of stars, beautiful and bright.

Zhou will hold his guitar tight, and play this song to others, and sing it to himself. His heart settles down in the melody, tomorrow is still there, hope is not dead. But he does not know how many people can pass on such a mood. His building, or the building opposite it, was still desolate and silent.

Song Fei suddenly close to the week all whispers.

Zhou did not understand.

"Are you sure?"

"Sing it."

Zhou all half believe, finally or finger picking string, singing twice: "Beishan Qingqing ~~ Baishui Lake ~~ is my beautiful campus ~~ self-improvement hope ~~ inclusive and open ~ is me..."

The wind rises, the sky and the earth are dark!

"Stop --"

"STOP!

"Who told you to sing the school song!!"

"I'll fight with you --"

On the third night of the zombie siege, the survivors of the two buildings of the boys' dormitory slept their first good night's sleep. Many people who have been having nightmares these two days still continue to have nightmares, but the dream content has changed from the fear of being besieged by zombies to the fear of being dominated by the repeated learning and singing of the school song during the school festival last semester.

But the latter made them feel alive again, so vivid, so intense, they didn't want to give it up.