Chapter 66: Making Friends

What is ecstatic? I thought that the hope of being crushed together with the fallen zombies was reappearing in the depths of the locker.

What is a bolt from the blue? I grabbed the plug to look for the jack before I realized it. Fuck, no power.

"Well, is the power bank OK?"

"You, say, say."

Song Fei flat mouth, full of complaints to white Qi Yan a glance, he wants to active an awkward atmosphere, do not use so serious ah!

Qi Yan's lips pressed into a straight line, in the flashlight's not very bright light, appear heavier.

He asked but after a little thought, gently put down the radio recorder, let it back up, with his hand stroking the bottom along the way, and finally stopped in the last third: "Sure enough."

Song Fei did not have time to ask what is, just listen to a click, a delicate semi-arc buckle cover in what to ask his hands open.

Song Fei has not used such a radio recorder, but the principle of electrical products are common, so at a glance it is a place to place dry batteries. It is just different from the 5 or 7 battery used by common remote controls, wireless mice, etc., that the empty battery bit is much larger, and the battery space of the old flashlight I saw at home when I was a child is very similar: "No. 1 battery?"

He nodded, confirmed his guess, and accurately reported the demand: "four sections."

Song Fei is worried, not to mention four sections, one section is enough for their headaches: "Who still uses No. 1 battery now?"

Why to ask: "Uh... We."

Song Fei lost, laughing and crying at the silent hands of what asked: "you don't say early!"

"But in the lab on the sixth floor, can we go back downstairs and get it?"

"Why not." Qi Yan slowly raised her eyes. If you don't know where to look for batteries, it may be a problem, but now that the coordinates are confirmed, nothing can stop the yearning for the outside world, "We have found the most difficult radio, four batteries can't solve?"

The eyes of comrades are so confident and firm, and the mouth of the slightly raised mouth is so calm and calm, and the trance makes him ask a kind of illusion that crosses into the movie: "Brother Qi, you smile so, I feel that I am fighting alongside Tom Cruise."

"Mission Impossible doesn't fight monsters. Tomb Raider is more like it." Qi Yan said with a slight smile, affectionately greeted BF, "Angelina Jolie, pack up, set out."

Song Fei back to the charming eyes: "Now the hair is still a little short, you make do with it, back to stay long I will braid, to ensure that you want to die."

Qi said: "You underestimate yourself too much. Even if you have Zhao He's hairstyle, I can soar."

Song Fei: "Does Zhao He have a hairstyle?"

Qi said: "Just because he is not here, you can not so black him."

Song Fei: "It seems that you started first."

Qi said, "... It seems so."

Song Fei: "Hey, hey, hey."

"But then again, Zhao's level of appearance doesn't need a hairstyle," Qi said.

Song Fei: "Yes, unfortunately straight."

Qi said, "Well, what a pity."

Why did these two people break up because of three different views? What to ask think of before Song Fei to his love past, puzzled. In his opinion, there is no third person in the world who can match either of the two people who are looking at me and you push me in the head and I punch you in the pink. In this way, whether it is when the relationship breaks down or when the honey is mixed with oil, the two people who are crazy to pull hatred should belong to each other, and can only belong to each other.

Why?

For no reason. For world peace.

Show love did not delay the preparation before the war, when he asked is still immersed in "the old man is really going to pair ah" infinite sigh, two comrades have been packed up, ready to open the way.

He asked a spirit, quickly fumbled out a short knife, a rush to get up from the ground: "Wait for me!"

The two comrades who were about to open the door turned back wondering: "What are you doing?"

The natural question is, "Let's go."

Song Fei sighed, pinching his fleshy face: "Obediantly wait here, obedient."

What to ask always feel that since being pinched by Song Fei face, his status has the danger of sliding from the comrade-in-arms to the cute pet, unhappy to pull open the claws of Song Fei: "You two go out to adventure, I hide here and do nothing, then I am still a person!"

Song Fei took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Qi Yan slightly turned his head, far out of the window, know routine is coming.

"We both went out to fight, you think you're not fighting here?" On the contrary, you are here to guard the tape recorder! In other words, this is the most important and dangerous front." Song Fei's words are clear, and do not lose solidarity and love, mild with a little harsh, harsh and hidden tenderness, at first listen to a hidden needle, fine words, "Just imagine, you go with us, the battery is found, come back only to find that the radio recorder is gone, then we fight again, what is the meaning?"

Why to ask: "I..."

Song Fei: "Just imagine, if there are other people in the first floor, and he doesn't want to share outside information with us, then we all come out, he won't benefit?"

Why to ask: "But..."

Song Fei: "Just think again, there is such a persistent teacher outside the window, if it knows that we have taken its collection, it is not possible to climb in through the window again?"

Why do you ask: "I stay!"

Song Fei: "Really?"

Why to ask: "HMM. But I'll be honest, I don't particularly like the last scenario you imagined..."

However, who knows if he should not go back Song Fei will also design what crazy imagination!

What if you end up with a boyfriend who's all over the place?

Qi Yan's way of expressing love is to give each other the maximum freedom and let him go to the repertoire of others.

Watching the two comrades with the wind into the moonlight cold corridor, the previous messy thoughts all disappeared. When the door was closed and locked, he asked only two thoughts in his heart - his comrades will come back and defend the radio recorder to the death.

The former makes him secure in trust.

The latter gives him courage in firmness.

Empty Windows without glass, the wind blowing into the room. He asked to get up and go to the window, probe out to look around, for a long time, to confirm the security around. Let alone want to climb from downstairs to the twelfth floor, just want to climb from the next door, the smooth building has no fulcrum to grasp and step on.

When he withdrew his head, his face had been flushed by the wind, but his heart was not cool, not only not cool, but also burning, like a stream of blood surging. It is not an exaggeration to say that if there is a small partner needs now, he can say that he can go without clothes, and we can go out.

This was unthinkable before.

He asked from small to big is the teacher's mouth good students, students eyes of the nerd. After kindergarten, he not only never held hands with female students, but also never fought with students of any gender. In fact, when someone beat him up in kindergarten, he just cried.

To the university, although the classmates or roommates, are getting along well, but this harmony always with a subtle alienation. Once there was a dormitory closed the door to drink, a roommate drank too much, after drinking, spit the truth, say what, you this person can not understand. What to ask do not know what is transparent, what is not transparent, he only knows that these people will not do anything for him, he will not go through fire and water for them.

Besides, these days, who does not put morality on both sides and benefit in the middle? The three roommates who drink and eat meat together every day, if you tell them one day that there will be a postgraduate position selected from among you three, you will see who you choose. The three of them won't tear it up? How is that possible.

So the outbreak was the turning point?

He asked carefully recalled, it seems not.

A week earlier, when he had gone hungry and rushed out of his dormitory with the army, he didn't even care who he was with. Until they rushed into the second floor of the canteen and found that there were only scattered partners left around, the six of them nodded and formed a temporary refuge team.

Six people stay under one roof, seemingly dependent on each other, in fact, they are not deeply connected, but they are forced to come together, and they happen to be isolated. Even if Zhao He, Fu Xiyuan and Wu Zhou were originally in the same house, the relationship only ended in familiarity, not intimacy.

And then two days later, a bunch of weird kids burst in downstairs.

And then everything started to go wrong.

When he proposed to join hands with Squad 1 to find a radio, his idea was very straightforward - borrow the combat effectiveness of Squad 1, increase the safety index and improve the success rate.

Because the motive was so obvious, they didn't hide it, they just changed it to a nicer version.

But class 1 did not say a word, the decision simply can not be faster, summed up in four words - then do ah!

And then they did it.

The temporary team of eight people, ignorant on the road, meet the danger are rushed up, meet the zombie with a knife. It seems that this is not a reality that can die at any time, but a single-player game with a hundred lives for you to revive at will.

How do I get through? Why do you ask now I understand. It is that a relationship must first have a fool to give without return, and then the other who thinks he is smart, will hesitate to take the first step, the second step, until finally become a fool himself.

He met four of them in one sitting. No, if according to the theory of people in groups, it may be eight, and visually, they have been converted to a large part of class 2, far away from saying that the two of the art Xinlou do not know whether to run back to the canteen Zhao He, obviously has been running toward who is more stupid than who.

If the school now says that there is a guaranteed postgraduate position from your two martial arts classes, you choose it, why ask, 80% of the result is everyone to draw lots together. And Song will certainly speak, luck is also a kind of comprehensive quality.

The moon was suddenly covered by a cloud, and the office was suddenly dark, thoroughly dark, deep depression.

He was not moved by the question. He hugged the radio recorder, leaned against the corner and closed his eyes, his heart was bright. He didn't know when Song Fei and Qi Yan would come back, but he knew they would.

The moonlight darkened and brightened, the wind stopped and rose, and from time to time heavy, stiff footsteps could be heard in the corridor. Such a night, every minute of every second is like a year, how can you ask so holding the radio, quietly waiting for four hours.

Until, that is, a ping pong ball jumped across the hallway.