Chapter 1:

The summer breeze is breezy, and the night is shrouded in the river, and the water waves reflect the lights on both sides.

The Wujiang River traverses the entire city of A, but this small section of the road is not beautiful. The food stalls on the side of the street are ushering in the busiest time of the day, and the noise and cheap beer are causing the noise.

Standing in front of the grill, Ji Cha watched the squid skewers emit a burst of fragrance following the boss's skillful reversal movements under the charcoal fire.

He closed his eyes and took a strong breath. The spices interacted with each other to form a rich and attractive breath, rushing into the nasal cavity, and the appetite that elicited almost made the intestines churn together.

This kind of hunger comes from the bones and makes people unable to suppress it.

When he was so intoxicated, the squid skewers on the grill suddenly turned into a fat and oily human leg. The spice could not cover the rotten flesh and wounds on it, and the maggots squirmed and fell together with the dark tissue. On the charcoal fire, there was a foul smell.

Even the boss who had been agile in his actions became a living dead with muddy eyes and a dull complexion.

"This... meat... you... want... more... less?" His voice unnaturally lengthened and slowed down, his eyes rolled around in his eye sockets and couldn't help falling out.

Ji Cha was so frightened that he took two steps back. He looked up and realized that the surrounding scenery had suddenly changed into unspeakable decline and depression.

Just now, the people who were sitting in their positions and eating barbecue with relish have all turned into expressionless zombies, holding various parts of the human body and eating special food. The air is full of blood, rancidity, and the familiar taste of these season teas.

Instead, his expression relaxed. Because after so many years, purgatory is generally frightened, hungry, and needs to worry about whether one will die at any time. Life is the daily life after the end of the world.

I had a lucid dream. Ji Cha came back to the taste. When I was smiling bitterly and trying to wake myself from this dream, I suddenly thought: Where did I fall asleep?

In the tenth year after the end of the world, even sleep has become a luxury that needs to be trembling. If you don't pay attention, you may be killed by others. Only then did he really feel scared, and desperately wanted to wake up from his dream.

In the dim university dormitory room, on a small bed less than one meter wide, a young man was half-rolled with a quilt, and the well-used air conditioner was blowing cold wind, ignoring the hot outdoor temperature. His brows frowned, and he seemed to be experiencing an uneasy dream.

The phone under the pillow vibrated unsuspectingly.

The young man's body jumped up suddenly, opened his eyes for an instant, and almost immediately shrank to the corner of the wall subconsciously, and then looked around his environment vigilantly.

The mobile phone was still vibrating, and the air conditioner also made a low sound like nothing. Three of the four desks in a row opposite the bed were empty, and only one was left with a laptop on it. The power source is beating regularly.

The heavy blackout curtains were pulled, and a dim light was revealed in the gap, and the sun was faintly visible outside.

Ji Cha's eyes widened, her shoulders gradually relaxed from tightness, and she couldn't believe her stretched out her hand to touch the metal railing beside the bed. The metal railing was cold by the air-conditioning wind, and there were brand-new welding marks on the bottom. This was when a student accidentally rolled from the upper bunk to the ground when he was sleeping last year and was injured.

The vibration of the phone finally stopped, but it stubbornly rang again within two seconds.

Ji Cha then took the small piece of metal with the lights in his hand with a little bewilderment and awkwardness, and lowered his head to see the caller's name displayed on the screen: Wang Ergou.

What exactly is going on……?

He swiped in unfamiliar movements to answer, and before he put the phone in his ear, there was a loud, hurried male voice, "I rely on, Ji Cha, the train will leave in half an hour, don't tell me you are still in TMD." sleep!"

"Fire...car?" Ji Cha whispered softly, with a questioning tone, where is the train coming from?

Less than a month after the outbreak of the end-of-day virus, the nation's transportation system has been completely paralyzed, and a complex transportation network such as a train is the first to die.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Qinxue heard the stunned tone of the Ji Cha fan, his voice suddenly rose by an octave, and he yelled, "****, Ji Cha, you won't be really sleepy, are you going to miss this train? Don’t want to practice anymore? I’ll tell you, it’s not easy to face it. If you play this on the first day, people can kick you without saying anything, believe it or not?"

It was almost a long-term memory that slowly poured into Ji Cha's mind. This seems to be two months before the end of the world. He just finished the second semester of his junior year and found a very good internship with his three roommates in the dormitory. The three of them went out in advance that morning and made an appointment to meet at the train station. He overslept, as he received a call from Wang Qinxue, and accidentally lost his phone when he hurried to the train station.

"I, you go, I won't go." Ji Cha returned to his senses and said to Wang Qinxue who was still anxiously urging on the other end of the phone.

The current situation is either a dream, or he has come to a parallel time and space, or is he really lucky enough to do it again? Regardless of the reason, Ji Cha doesn't feel that she can really be happy.

Purgatory on earth is destined to come, but I believe no one wants to go again.

"What are you talking about?" Wang Qinxue on the other end of the phone thought that Ji Cha was asleep, thinking of Ji Cha's usually a little confused personality, he paused, and tried to soften his tone, "No, Ji Cha, you are fast now. It’s still too late to take a taxi, and the school is only 20 minutes away from the train station..."

"I really don't plan to go, Ergou, or you guys," Ji Cha climbed down from the top bunk while holding his mobile phone, and just wanted to say that you don't want to go, but stopped without saying anything.

He just gave up an excellent internship opportunity that no one else could ask for. He was crazy enough. Now that he has three roommates to give up this opportunity, I am afraid it is not just considered crazy.

They are all poor students in their dormitories, and they want to seize every opportunity to take one step further, no one will be stupid enough to listen to his nonsense.

"Are you really not coming?" Wang Qinxue's voice became calmer, but he didn't mean to force Ji Cha's will. "Ji Cha, it's a pity, really."

"Well, I know." Ji Cha had walked barefoot to the window at this moment, holding the curtain and pulling it open. The sunlight outside the window was dazzling, illuminating the narrow bedroom in an instant. Outside the window, the green leaves swayed gently with the hot wind, the sky was blue, and the cicadas cried.

Ji Cha hung up the phone and put his palm on the glass sliding door. The sliding door isolated the temperature inside and outside, making it slightly hot. He saw his hands, the slender and white nails were still pink, and they were no longer the rough and dark appearance he had been familiar with for many years.

Has the end of the world really come? He opened the door of the dormitory toilet and occupied the small half wall of the mirror. Ji Cha's eyebrows were immature and his expression was perplexed, as if he had just woke up from a sleep and had a bad nightmare.

In his dream, he and his companions went to City A for an internship, but an ordinary trip suddenly became another experience with the virus outbreak that swept the world at the end of the internship. Two of the four people were infected with the virus, and they almost ate him and Wang Qin when they woke up in the middle of the night. As the capital, City A is too densely populated, and the number of normal people who are not infected with the virus is less than half of those infected with the virus. He and Wang Qin tried their best to escape from City A, but they also joined the team and left the team for ten years. Human society has almost returned to its original state in a few years.

Such primitiveness does not only mean the distance from modern technology, but also means that the concept of modern civilization has been stripped of disorder, revealing the crude reality inside. Everyone wants to survive, everybody or to live, everybody is for themselves. In addition to small groups formed by families, suspicion and mistrust inevitably exist in larger settlements.

Distrust in modern society may only cause emotional breakdown, the failure of business orders, or hypocrisy. But in the last days, distrust means killing, cruelty and deprivation. I can't trust whether you will take my material and my life, so for self-protection, it is better to take you first.

The word morality is worthless in the face of survival, and the bottom line has changed even more.

Ji Cha opened the glass door and took a deep breath. The lawn downstairs was only trimmed in the morning. At this moment, the air is mixed with a faint smell of grass, which makes people feel peaceful.

It seems to be just a terrible dream. Ji Cha touched his stomach, a little empty, but he didn't have the eternal hunger he was familiar with.

Ji Cha turned and walked into the bedroom. On the balcony behind him, no one saw three or four sparrows falling weakly from the sky, twitching and falling into the lawn.

Chapter 2:

The nerves were tense for too long, and suddenly returned to the relaxed environment without the slightest precaution, but it seemed unreal at all.

Ji Cha took off his clothes and stood in front of the mirror. The young man's chest was thin, and the boundary between the abdominal muscles was vaguely visible on his lower abdomen. There were no heavy scars on it. Even at the moment his look was revealed in the mirror, he was just astonished but not seeing the fatigue that could not be dissipated over the years.

If it were not the end of the world, Ji Cha would still be just a young man with a lot of time to squander.

But if those ten years were just a long nightmare, why are the details in the dream so vividly visible? The despair and pain of succumbing to the pressure of survival, the numbness of death and the vagueness of survival, can almost drain a person's vitality in the blink of an eye.

In the five years after the end of the world, he and Wang Qinxue tossed around and almost gave up their lives several times. After modern civilization is almost annihilated, the equality and moral laws that people once took for granted will disappear immediately. It is not uncommon for those with strong combat power and power to drive slaves to the old, the weak, the sick and the young, and to occupy women or men. Several large bases in the country that still remain in order are scattered around, and the rest of the small areas are scattered by forests that can protect themselves. According to the wishes of the leaders, the form of the city has degraded to a slave society or a feudal society.

Everyone has almost lost the bottom line in order to survive.

In the sixth year, the two talents finally found a place to stay in a large base in S City, where Ji Cha used to be. There was an army stationed here before the end of the world. Although it was wasted for a period of time in the later period, it still maintained a better order than the outside world. At least here, casual killing is not allowed, and women still retain dignity.

The two were assigned to the planting and breeding area of the S base, which is already considered very lucky. After all, they are not dangerous here and can still eat half full every day.

Ji Cha took out a T-shirt from the closet and put it on at random, walked to the desk and picked up the wallet on it. There were a few red banknotes in it.

The summer vacation has already begun, and there are not many people in the school except those who have applied for stay.

Auntie Guan downstairs was holding a mobile phone to chase the drama. She caught a glimpse of Ji Cha coming down from the corner of her eye. She quickly pressed pause and said to him, "Ji Cha, you are not staying at school? Why haven't you left yet, do you know who is leaving tomorrow? If you can’t live without applying, the provincial school will find out and blame me."

"Okay." Looking at the middle-aged woman in front of him, Ji Cha was still in a very unreal trance. For the auntie, he just slept and went downstairs as usual, but for Ji Cha, it has been a long absence for ten years.

"Are you sick, why do you look pale?" Aunt Su Guan said, bending over and took out half of a watermelon from under the table, and said carelessly, "If you are sick, you have to go and see it in time."

The screen of the mobile phone was lightly clicked, and the suspended plot was replayed, and the love of men and women was dotted in an ordinary day.

Ji Cha stepped forward to the bedroom outside, the sun was scorching outside, just reaching the highest peak in the day, and occasionally people who walked by were all in a hurry.

Five minutes later, in the school supermarket.

Ji Cha is standing in front of the rows of shelves. Although he is holding money in his hands, people are a little bit clueless.

Too much to eat, dazzling and colorful.

He subconsciously guarded against the alumni who came and went by and passed him by. The trance he had been waking up to the present was finally diluted, his stomach was not empty, but the hunger came from his brain and not from his stomach. .

This kind of wanton purchase, the experience of no one looting has been too long. When Ji Cha picks up a shopping basket, it is difficult to immediately forget the old habit of mopping up food with almost no choice.

Someone next to him was vaguely surprised when he saw him. The two girls hid on the side and whispered, "Isn't that Jicha from the Chinese department?"

"What does he buy so much wow haha...?"

It feels suddenly... neurotic.

Ji Cha did not pay attention to them. Social news was being shown on the high-hanging display in the middle of the supermarket. As soon as the scene of the dispute between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law changed, the host used a formulaic voice to announce that the poaching activity became more and more intense. In one month, dozens of carcasses of cherished and protected animals were discovered.

The rotten and decayed pictures on the screen have been added with mosaics, but it still makes people feel vaguely disgusting.

"Oh, it's so pitiful, the whole family was killed by poaching!" Someone next to him discussed in a low voice, with an indignant tone.

As a result, Ji Cha's eyes slowly warmed up.

Where is the behavior of poachers? It is just a small omen before the end of the world. But what can it do? The end times are inevitable. At least even if the season tea is reborn at this time, the virus has already lurked into the bodies of humans and animals through the air for an unknown period of time, and only when it accumulates to a certain concentration, it will cause a large-scale, unpredictable and unstoppable full-scale outbreak.

Although Ji Cha didn't know how he would return to the current node, the end times had indeed come.

Ten minutes later, under the surprised eyes of the cashier, he walked out of the supermarket with four shopping bags that were almost exploded.

Ji Cha was eating along the road, and he couldn't wait to return to the dormitory. And because of the habits developed in the last days, I dare not eat without worry in front of everyone. So all the way to a small open space behind the school music building.

He has to make a good plan to make use of the only two months left in normal order. Ji Cha does not want to live so tired, at least to ensure that he can have a safe home, at least to ensure that he is not hungry.

The two expectations before the end of the world seem too simple to be simpler, but after the end of the world, they are the extravagant desires of most people.

The music building was empty two days earlier, and almost no one would come here without a performance, which is in line with Ji Cha’s expectations for safety.

After the end of the world, as long as it is not rotten food, it can be said to be a good meal. If you can add a precious product like salt and cook it a little, it is equivalent to a feast for the New Year. The seasoned food he is holding now is almost dancing on the tip of his tongue!

After taking two bites, Ji Cha almost cried.

From a distance, a person sitting in a pile of snacks, biting a plate in his mouth and crying with his face in his face, is a weird picture of both men and women, young and old, beautiful, ugly, fat and thin.

Ji Cha's mobile phone shook twice, and a text message came, but it did not attract his immediate attention.

"I came back at this time to see that yellow-haired boy?" A male voice suddenly sounded, a little bit stubborn. Judging from the source of the sound, it should have been walking from the corner to this side of the road. I don't know who would go to such a remote place at this time.

Ji Cha squeezed the dry noodles and hurriedly hid back, consciously finding a suitable defensive posture for his body.

The habits of many years cannot be changed for a while.

Another male voice sounded, with a bit of helplessness and regret, but the low and nice voice that couldn't be covered up, "I originally planned to see him again today. Who knew he was going to practice internship."

"Brilliant," the scornful voice continued, "Take care of the fart, people know who you are. If you listen to me two years earlier, you can bring people home and sleep. Now you can go abroad if you can't help it. I got the certificate."

Ji Cha didn't want to listen to the conversation between the two of them. His posture only shrank into the corner as they moved closer. Only when he noticed that his mobile phone screen was on, he leaned forward and held it in his hand.

At the same time, the footsteps of the two on the small road happened to fall to his side. It was hard not to notice the four shopping bags on the narrow lawn and the red-eyed season tea.

One of the two people who talked had dyed their hair golden yellow, because the skin color was pale and looked like a foreigner at first glance. The other is tall and well-dressed. In such a hot summer, the buttons of the shirt are still tied to the top one, which vaguely covers the **** Adam's apple. His hair is pure black, his eyes are deep and the bridge of his nose is high, and the corners of his mouth are slightly squeezed, but it is difficult to conceal the light that flashed when he saw Ji Cha in his eyes.

In fact, just by looking at the appearance, it is already easy to distinguish the roles that the two shared when they were talking.

"Oh, I'll go," Huang Mao was more surprised than Ji Cha, took a big step back and suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the shirt man with a playful look, "What is fate? This is it!"

The man in the shirt gave him a warning look, "Shut up."

As he spoke, his hand in his trouser pocket trembled vaguely with excitement.

"Classmate, you." He said, his throat was a little dry. Seeing Ji Cha back, he shrank defensively. The shirt man stopped the action he had originally wanted to step forward and lifted him up, his eyes followed until Ji Cha was holding it. On his phone, and then moved to the corner of his red eyes, his thoughts turned, and his mood fell.

However, Ji Cha made him uncomfortable with the oppressive feeling radiated from his body. He panicked and picked up the half-eaten crispy noodles, stammered, "I, I will go first." Then he turned and got up. , And ran to the bedroom.

Huang Mao was taken aback, then looked at Ji Cha's back and couldn't help laughing. He turned around and patted the man in the shirt on the shoulder and said with emotion, "****, why didn't I know how stupid he was? Liang Jincheng, your vision...it's hard to say."

Liang Jincheng slapped his hand away, bent forward without saying a word, picked up the bags that Ji Cha had left in place, and walked to the boys' dormitory in the footsteps of last Ji Cha.

The other end.

Ji Cha ran into the dormitory building out of breath, an indescribable sense of weirdness surged in his heart, and he was a little relieved until he returned to the dormitory and locked the door.

It was also at this time that Ji Cha had time to look down at the text messages flashing on the phone screen.

It is an unfamiliar number, and the content is only a few words, "I really want to kiss you."

Did you send it wrong? Ji Cha turned off the text message interface blankly.

There are only two months left in the last days, kiss you, kiss you paralyzed!

Chapter 3:

Ji Cha couldn't determine whether he had received this very heart-warming text message when he lost his mobile phone when he rushed to the train station ten years ago. He only knew that this time after he hung up Wang Qin's phone call, he had formed two completely different forks from his last choice.

Although the world he faces after rebirth is not bright, he is grateful enough for Ji Cha, who has survived the last ten years, to have another choice.

Ji Cha let out a long sigh of relief, then slipped his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, found the dusty suitcase he had placed under the bed and began to pack his things.

If the end of the world comes as expected this time, then there are only two months left, and every minute and every second is a countdown. Putting aside many tedious preparations in the middle, Ji Cha knows that the first step she should do is to leave her current city G and return to her hometown S city, so as not to continue in this dead city after the end of the virus outbreak. It's been four years and five years.

In addition, there is a very key point that prompted him to decide that the initial stage of the establishment of the S city base was left with a lot of modern and humanized arrangements. For example, the original residents who stayed in place since the outbreak of the end times were able to keep and own their own real estate. The real estate, under the order of the army, has not been excessively deprived.

After Ji Cha and Wang Qinxue returned to the base in S City in those days, it was also because Ji Cha had an opportunity to meet an old neighbor. The other party rented their basement to Ji Cha at a price much lower than the base rent, and they were in the army. Zhong assured him that he and Wang Qinxue could stay there smoothly, so that they can settle down and fill their belly.

Ji Cha's family was in S city, and his childhood was living in his grandmother's house in the suburbs of S city. Although his father is an adulterer, he has a very good relationship with his mother, and the two have worked hard along the way to accumulate some assets. It's a pity that the husband and wife died very early, and they passed away one after another when Ji Cha was fifteen and eighteen. The two left a set of more than one hundred square meters of real estate, five hundred thousand yuan in deposits and a small factory in the suburbs to Ji Cha in S City. The factory is a small workshop. It has been built for more than ten years. It makes textile products and employs some local village and town workers. The area is not large, and the workshop is not as big as the open space in the yard. The factory building is a two-story building with an area barely reaching 1,000 square meters. The open space surrounded by walls on the periphery is about 1,500 square meters.

Later, it was not clear what purpose this plant season tea was used for, but that whole area was within the sphere of influence of the center of the S city base, which is certain. If he could return home on the right time and make good use of the factory area, he might have a place to stay and a source of fruit.

In addition, the only remaining grandmother of Jicha is 67 years old this year. She is still in good health. She has been living in her home village, about ten kilometers away from the factory. After the last apocalyptic outbreak, Ji Cha could not rush home from City A in time, and missed the reunion with his grandmother. I heard that the old neighbor who took him in said that his grandmother did not get infected after the outbreak of the virus. She lived for two years before she died accidentally, and waited for Ji Cha to return home until her death.

Thinking of her grandmother, Ji Cha suddenly came back to her senses, took out her mobile phone and dialed out a bunch of numbers that were already vague in her memory.

After waiting for a long time, there was a click from the other side, and the microphone of the landline was picked up.

"Hello?" A warm female voice came over, "Who is it?"

Grandma was dizzy and couldn't see the number displayed on the old landline.

Ji Cha squeezed the phone tightly, resisted the sore nose and the emotions in his heart, and called, "Grandma, it's me."

"Chacha," Grandma replied happily, a little strange, "Didn't you just call back yesterday and say you are going for an internship? Why are you calling back now? Did something happen over there?"

On the other end of the phone, apart from the voice of Grandma Ji Cha, there was also vague noise from other people, which occupied the background sound of the phone.

Ji Cha sniffed, vaguely heard curses, and asked, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

Grandma laughed and thought what was happening right now was interesting. She said in dialect-flavored Mandarin, "It's nothing, your Aunt Fengxian's house died yesterday. Two chickens died yesterday. If I said, I just threw it away. Who knows how to die. Isn’t that right? She just refused, but the chicken had just been boiled and the chicken had to be depilated. The two chickens suddenly jumped up and pecked at her, almost hitting her eyes. She became so angry and chopped off the chicken’s head. Now, the chicken head will move! I can watch this thing on TV."

In the eyes of the elderly and the villagers, this is just an interesting and thrilling conversation, but Ji Cha's heart was slightly choked.

This is a terrible omen.

"Grandma, you don't care about these things. Watch the TV series at home. I will go home tomorrow night." Ji Cha tried to use a normal tone as much as possible.

Grandma on the phone was startled, "Aren't you going for an internship?"

"Well, I'm not going anymore."

Ji Cha didn't explain the reason, so grandma didn't ask. She didn't bother her at all. Instead, she was happy that her grandson was going home. "That's the best. When will you come back tomorrow night, the train or the plane?"

"I don't know yet. Don't wait. The doors and windows are closed at night. I will open the door if I have the key."

"Then I see, be careful on your way."

Ji Cha hung up the phone, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the door of the bedroom was knocked without warning, breaking the tranquility of the room.

"Classmate Ji Cha?" The knock on the door and the sound of inquiries were patient and polite.

The whole floor is almost empty, who will come to him suddenly?

Ji Cha walked to the door cautiously and asked cautiously, "Who?"

"Below the music building just now, you walked in a hurry and forgot the snacks." When the outsider spoke in a calm tone, the behavior that made Ji Cha almost embarrassed in retrospect, it turned out to be very normal in his mouth. Like it.

Ji Cha opened the door with a small slit from the inside. The light in the corridor was dim. The natural light from the slit fell on Liang Jincheng’s forehead and eyes, reflecting the indifference with a sense of distance in it, and he squeezed tightly. The corners of her lips also show that the visitor is in a very unrelaxed state.

From Liang Jincheng's perspective, Ji Cha's eyes exposed in the crack of the door looked up and down at him, and when they fell on his shoulders, Liang Jincheng couldn't help but wonder whether he was standing straight. When it fell on his eyes, he was worried about whether he had concealed the hot emotions inside.

After all, more than one friend told him: The look in your eyes peeking at Ji Cha is outrageous!

Finally, when Ji Cha's gaze swept his neck inadvertently, Liang Jincheng only prayed in his heart that he would not notice his inability to suppress his dry mouth and swallowing saliva.

Ji Cha's mood is much calmer now than when he was under the music building. After thinking about it clearly, he was relieved of the initial anxiety and anxiety. He turned sideways to give way, and thanked Liang Jincheng very politely, "Thank you," he originally wanted to call him a classmate, but looking at Liang Jincheng's dress, he couldn't be a student still in school.

As for how Liang Jincheng knew his name and dormitory, Ji Cha didn't think of this at all. Maybe even if he thought about it, he would only think it was related to the less dedicated auntie who was downstairs, and definitely wouldn't think it was the result of Liang Jincheng spying on him secretly for a long time.

With Ji Cha's permission, Liang Jincheng stepped into the dormitory happily, and his eyes quickly swept across the four beds in the dormitory. Three of the four beds have rolled up the quilt, and only one of the upper bunks in the corner is still littered with quilts. It is obvious that someone has just slept in.

The bed that Ji Cha slept in... Receiving this recognition, Liang Jincheng clenched his hands into fists and barely suppressed the trembling, so as not to show his depressed nature, regardless of throwing down the things in his hands and jumping on that bed and rolling around. Embracing the quilt that Ji Cha has slept with, feel his breath, or simply conform to the fantasy that I have carried out so many times: I slept Ji Cha in Ji Cha's bed.

Ji Cha didn't know Liang Jincheng's mind. He turned around and saw that he was frowning and looking at his bed, thinking that the other party was guilty of cleanliness and couldn't bear his kennel. After all, it is true that Liang Jincheng's whole body reveals an overly tidy and self-disciplined breath of abstinence.

But at this time, making a bed for the impression of outsiders, Jicha is too lazy to do this kind of thing. Compared to Liang Jincheng, what he values more is the four bags of snacks that Liang Jincheng is holding in his hands.

"Trouble you." Seeing that Liang Jincheng had no intention of handing things over, Ji Cha took the initiative to reach out and pick it up, inevitably encountering Liang Jincheng's hand in the middle.

Liang Jincheng's hand shrank suddenly, looking back at Ji Cha almost astonished.

Season Tea, "???"

Realizing that his reaction was too strange, Liang Jincheng immediately converged and turned the topic away naturally, "My name is Liang Jincheng, and I also graduated from the Chinese Department."

Ji Cha was taken aback, as if shocked, but his hand subconsciously climbed up on his arm, and he couldn't believe it, and confirmed with him, "Liang Jincheng, 2009 Liang Jincheng?"

His reaction was beyond Liang Jincheng's expectation, his heart seemed to have poured a large pot of honey over the sky, and his hands and feet were so sweet that he was almost at a loss.

"I am." Liang Jincheng's face did not change, and the depths of his eyes were turbulent.

Ji Cha's surprise does not come from the enviable experiences that Liang Jincheng has been circulating for a long time in school or after graduation. To be honest, ten years have passed since he had forgotten how many people in the campus life back then.

The reason why he still remembers Liang Jincheng at this moment, but because of Liang Jincheng's reputation after the end of the world, the S city base almost has half of his country.

After so many years in the S city base, the only thing he learned was that Liang Jincheng had also lived in G city. The two even studied the same major in different grades of the same university. I don't know why Liang Jincheng came to City S after half a year of the end of the world, and has not left since. You can’t see a figure like Liang Jincheng in Ji Cha, let alone understand the details.

Wang Qinxue also sighed with him over the vicissitudes of life. Their seniors might have passed by like ordinary people in the school, but their final fate was very different.

Ji Cha didn't expect that he would be here at this time, and met Liang Jincheng first with this seemingly nonsensical opportunity.

As for Liang Jincheng, he felt the palm of Ji Cha's hand attached to his arm through a thin shirt. His whole body was like an electric shock. He almost fainted with excitement on the spot, leaving only a thought:

Oh my god, I really want to sleep with him.