I sell Coke in the doomsday

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, don't move."

When the girl heard my voice, she immediately looked towards me with a vigilant look, but when she saw the situation in the house clearly, her expression changed involuntarily.

Cool lights, comfortable sofas, and finely crafted coffee tables. If you only look at the rooms here, I'm afraid all human beings will dream back to the civilized era of the past.

I have to say, in this apocalyptic world, it’s basically impossible for anyone to live better than me.

I held the bowl of hot porridge, handed it to the girl and spoke softly.

"Eat something, your injury will heal quickly."

At this time, the girl finally came to her senses, silently took the rice porridge I handed to her, and began to eat it voraciously.

During this process, I didn't say a word. My thoughts were so confused and my heart was in a mess that I didn't want to talk.

The girl wolfed down the bowl of rice porridge, finishing it without leaving a single grain of rice. She wiped her mouth, placed the bowl on the coffee table, nodded slightly, and spoke in a low voice.

"Thank you."

I didn't say anything, I just put the bowl away, took it back to the kitchen and started washing it.

When I came to the living room again, the girl had stood up, stood in front of the window, opened the curtains, and looked out the window quietly.

I stood quietly on the other side of the living room and asked the girl in a low voice.

"Come to think of it, I still don't know your name?"

The girl looked out the window, didn't turn around, and just answered in a low voice.

"Ling Feifei."

She seems to be a quiet person, and luckily, I am too lazy to talk to her right now.

Outside the window, in the pitch-black night, there was not a single zombie to be seen. It was unusually quiet.

Ling Feifei stared out the window, frowned slightly, turned her back to me, and asked in a low voice.

"Before I passed out, I remember there were a lot of zombies here. How come there isn't a single one left now?"

I replied absentmindedly in a low voice.

"A car passed by during the day, triggering a zombie tide. The zombies went to roam elsewhere."

"Within five days, there won't be any zombies, but after five days, there will be more zombies."

Ling Feifei narrowed her eyes slightly and murmured in a low voice.

"Five days?"

After talking to herself for a short while, Ling Feifei suddenly seemed to become interested in me. She turned around, looked at me carefully, and asked.

"It's so dangerous here, how do you survive here?"

Ling Feifei glanced at the furnishings in the room and continued.

"Besides, I see you're doing pretty well."

I rubbed my fingers, turned to Ling Feifei, gave her a polite smile, and replied softly.

"No comment."

Chapter 41: Cub

I hate people prying into my secrets. I think everyone feels the same way.

So, after I refused to answer the question, Ling Feifei and I had no more conversation.

Late at night, I arranged Ling Feifei to stay in another bedroom, and I slept on the sofa.

There are other bedrooms in the house, but I'm still a little worried. Tongtong might come back at night, and I'm afraid to see a leftover corpse the next morning.

If that happens, I might never be able to face Tongtong again.

So, I slept in the living room so that I could check the situation at any time if there was any movement.

But when I turned off the lights and lay on the sofa, I couldn’t fall asleep.

Since the end of the world, I have been losing something, alone, and wandering between madness and non-madness.

Perhaps the only thing I gained was Tongtong.

People are people, zombies are zombies.

What about Tongtong...

Ignoring it deliberately won't solve the problem. If I still want to live as a human being, I can't just ignore this problem.

I was lost in thought, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and before I knew it, I fell asleep.

What you think about during the day you dream about at night. This saying is sometimes true and sometimes not.

But tonight, I really had the dream I was afraid of.

In my dream, I saw Tongtong pounce on a corpse and eat the flesh with big mouthfuls. Large patches of blood dyed her little face red, making her look like a demon.

Late at night, I woke up from my dream and touched my body, only to find that my clothes were soaked with cold sweat. I recalled Tongtong's appearance in my dream, and my face suddenly became a little panicked.

I hurriedly got up and strode towards the door. I felt uneasy until I took a look at what Tongtong was doing.

In the dark living room, I groped my way towards the door step by step, but my heart was beating wildly and I felt inexplicably nervous.

The scenes in my dream became clearer and clearer, making my heart more and more confused.

I pushed the door open and looked outside, but my body swayed and I was stunned and speechless.

I saw Tongtong squatting at the door, hugging her knees with her hands, like a child who had made a mistake, hiding in the corner and not daring to make a sound.

In an instant, that clear nightmare, like a smooth mirror, developed countless cracks and shattered into pieces with a crisp sound.

Tongtong would open the door, but she didn't go in.

My expression relaxed, I looked at Tongtong, closed the door quietly, then leaned against Tongtong and slowly opened the door.

Tongtong looked at me secretly, moved carefully, and finally leaned against me.

"Silly girl, you didn't do anything wrong."

I know Tongtong doesn’t understand, but I still want to explain, which feels a bit like deceiving myself.

As soon as I finished speaking, Tongtong tilted her head slightly, and as usual, leaned her little face on my shoulder.

My heart softened and my fingers moved slightly. This time, I didn't hesitate. I stretched out my hand, put my arm around Tongtong's slender waist, and whispered.

"It's okay, it's okay."

"I'll send that man away in two days."

Many years later, when I think of this incident, I will laugh at how stupid and foolish I was.

There are so many rooms in this building. Why should I just arrange Ling Feifei to another room? Why should I let Tongtong suffer such an injustice?

However, that is all a story for later.

I put my arms around Tongtong's waist, lowered my head slightly, and looked at Tongtong's little face. The previous question seemed to have an answer that was not really an answer.

People are people, zombies are zombies.

Tongtong is Tongtong, she is my Tongtong.

……

The next day, early morning.

I prepared two bowls of rice porridge early in the morning. After eating one bowl myself, I put the other bowl on the coffee table, covered it with a plate, and left it for Ling Feifei who was still sleeping.

After that, I took out four more cans of food and put them in my backpack. These were for Ajie. I wanted him to teach me how to fight, so I couldn’t let him starve to death.

I pushed open the door and then locked it. I was still worried about letting Tongtong come face to face with the injured Ling Feifei, so locking the door was the best option.

I didn’t see Tongtong in the community, so I thought she might be in the room where I placed her yesterday.

After another jogging journey of thirty minutes, I arrived at the house where I had placed Ajie yesterday.

In fact, the entrance to the corridor had been blocked by me with something a long time ago, and there was only a small aisle half-covered by curtains that could be passed through.

These zombies have been here for a long time and they probably won’t go upstairs, so I’m still confident in Ajie’s safety.

But I didn’t expect that Ajie blocked the door with something. I knocked on the door for a long time before Ajie let me in.

After a night, Ajie seemed much more haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at me with some collapse.

"I didn't sleep all night. The zombies kept yelling downstairs."

"Brother, please forgive me."

I shook my head slightly, threw four cans at him, then took off my coat, twisted my wrist, and spoke lightly.

"Don't worry, it's safe here. Those zombies won't find you."

With my perfunctory comfort, Ajie could only sigh and silently put away the four cans.

I looked at Ajie with some curiosity and asked.

"How are you going to teach me?"

Ajie raised his head slightly, clenched his fists, and then said to me.

"Let's practice combat. There is no better training than actual combat."

I looked at Ajie's clenched fist and felt that he was just looking for an excuse to beat me up, but I smiled and agreed to him.

"Row."

As soon as I finished speaking, a fist landed on my face.

Damn, this guy’s fists are really powerful.

My facial muscles twitched, then I clenched my fists and stepped towards Ajie.

Then, I was beaten one-sidedly for several hours.

After the beating, Ajie started to explain each punch and move patiently, explaining each of the moves he used to beat me.

In the afternoon, I said goodbye to Ajie and prepared to go home.

As I was walking on the road, I couldn't help but think of Tongtong who was squatting at the door last night. I felt like something was blocking my chest and I felt uncomfortable.

When I walked into the community, I subconsciously looked at the bench. Tongtong always liked to wait for me there to come home. No matter how long I was out, I could always see her figure as long as I looked at her.

But when I looked today, I didn’t see Tongtong.

My heart felt empty and lost, as if a piece was missing and it was no longer complete.

"Huh?"

Just at this moment, that familiar voice rang in my ears. My heart skipped a beat and I turned around with some surprise.

But I saw Tongtong squatting in the corner behind me. When she saw me, she approached me cautiously.

Tongtong's hair looked messy and covered with a lot of dirt, but when she walked to my side, she raised her hands that were hidden behind her back.

"Uh."

I saw that Tongtong was holding three living hares in her hands. Tongtong handed the three hares to me as if to take credit.

"Uh."

I was stunned for a moment, but felt even more uncomfortable. I stretched out my hand and gently wiped away the mud on Tongtong's little face.

She wanted to cheer me up, but by doing so, she only made me feel more guilty.

I whispered as I gently touched her little face.

"I told you, you did nothing wrong."

"It is my fault."

Looking at the well-behaved Tongtong in front of me, I suddenly smiled. Instead of taking the rabbit, I held her arm and smiled.

"Forget it, let's go home."

I held Tongtong's arm and walked all the way back home. I didn't send her back to the room on the third floor. I wanted to believe Tongtong and believe that she would not do something cannibalistic in front of me.

However, the development of the situation was beyond my expectations.

When I opened the door, I was shocked to find that my little home was in a mess.