(Note: This is a romance story focused on natural disasters and daily life. Readers looking for a no-CP novel should be aware.)
In the first year of the apocalypse, her children, not even a y...
Not only neighbors will press it, but also robbers and bad guys will press it. Wouldn't it be noisy?
"Did you have breakfast?"
"without."
"Okay, take a seat first. I'll make breakfast and your portion as well."
Jiang Xu didn't sit down either. He was so familiar with Su Yan that he didn't hesitate to pull a stool and sit at the kitchen door. While watching Su Yan make breakfast, he explained his purpose.
"You said there was a guy named Yang Jinghui who said he was Qin Yi's buddy?"
"Yes, do you really know him?"
“I don’t know him.”
"That's strange, could it be that they have the same name? But their backgrounds are also similar."
Su Yan doesn't want to contact Qin Yi so early. Otherwise, why don't she go to Beijing to find him?
Her previous experience taught her that as natural disasters struck one after another, the top management would be divided into several factions. If Qin Yi knew her secret, she could not guarantee that he would not push her to the forefront for his beliefs and mission.
Her original intention was not to become a victim of the competition among the top management of the group.
Even if the situation wasn't that bad, she didn't want to gamble.
As the natural disasters become more and more frequent, she will meet him only after he adapts to or can accept the rules of survival in the end times.
"I really don't know him. Tell the person who asked about me. If he doesn't believe me, you can bring him here."
"That's right, who would deny a friend? It's not like you're collecting a debt."
As long as Yang Jinghui really comes, Su Yan will find a way to persuade him not to reveal her news to Qin Yi.
If Yang Jinghui hadn't come, it would mean that he believed her words and he wouldn't have to waste his breath.
"Get ready for breakfast."
Su Yan cooked a pot of shrimp and lean meat porridge and steamed a basket of crystal dumplings.
"Ms. Su, I realized that I came here to improve the food."
"Don't be a lady, just call me Yan. You are welcome to come often to improve the food."
"Thank you, Ayan."
Su Yan served out two bowls of porridge.
Jiang Xu was not polite either, he ate dumplings and porridge at the same time, enjoying the meal very much.
"Hey Jiang Xu, do you feel it's a lot colder today?"
"It's true what you said. It's a few degrees colder than yesterday."
It was also cold when the typhoon and heavy rain started, with cold wind and cold rain, but the temperature rose a lot in the past few days. Su Yan thought it was because she had been in the space for two days and suddenly felt uncomfortable when she came out, but it turned out that the temperature really dropped.
She remembered that the last time the flood lasted for two months, the temperature dropped rapidly, and a cold wave came. The cold wave was followed by a snowstorm. Could it be that it would happen earlier this time?
Su Yan knew that there would be extreme cold weather in the future, and a few days ago at the mall, Wei Cheng also asked Jiang Xu to remind her that natural disasters would continue.
Therefore, the two of them looked at each other tacitly.
"Has what our company commander whispered to me come true?"
"I guess so."