Chapter 44

Undoubtedly, there are many places that need people, and the workload of ordinary people is also huge, involving all aspects of life. It is basically equivalent to life going back to the 1970s when my grandmother was young. Although there was electricity, buses, and you could use other people's TV and radio, most people had to engage in labor production and do work that consumed a lot of physical energy.

Fu Erdie finished washing and rinsing her feet outside the van, put her slippers at the door, walked barefoot to the made bed, lay down, rested and thought.

Grandma went to the base in City D, which is more than 200 kilometers away from here and more than 300 kilometers away from her home in City C.

Fu Erdie had memorized the location of the base in City D, and she also thought that if her grandmother and the convoy were together, they would most likely reach their destination within the two months from September to November.

But the problem now is that if she goes to the base in City D to find someone, it will take two days. Assuming that she finds someone and returns to City C smoothly on the same day, it will take three days to get back to City C, which will still take five days.

It is impossible to predict what changes will happen to my parents in five days.

Five days is just the most ideal state. Anything involving a base that requires dealing with many people will have some bumps and turns, especially in the end times where there is no standardized management in all aspects. "Little ghosts are difficult to deal with." Maybe someone will come to look for their relatives. The top leaders think: Come on, come on, take one more person and save one more person's rations.

Release the hostages.

In short, anything can happen, and the time wasted during this period is unpredictable.

The reason why she came to see her grandmother first was because her grandmother was in this province and was in poor health. Before the end of the world, she had to take medicine every day.

But now, grandma's condition is relatively clear and stable. Even if she goes to the base and works very hard every day, nothing will happen for a while, and the urgency has been put on the back burner.

She had to go back to her parents.

After struggling for a while and making up her mind, Fu Erdie's eyes became clear again.

It is now completely dark, with only a few faint moonlight spreading across the wasteland.

At this time, Sang Wenhao had already finished washing up, but he had not come in yet.

He stood at the door like a door god, no one knew what he was thinking.

The so-called door is actually the rear part of the car folded upwards, like an open box lid stacked on the roof. The empty side is the door of the van.

The current structure of the box car is divided into two parts, one is the sleeping area, and the other is the door and the storage area at the foot. The two parts add up to a size of 122, which is very small. It is okay when sitting during the day, but now when lying down, it is almost crowded.

Fu Erdie reacted and heard Sang Wenhao say, "It's okay, I'll sleep outside. The roots and leaves of potatoes can be spread out to form a very clean bed, I can just sleep outside."

Potato sprouts:?

Fu Erdie: "It's not safe outside."

Sang Wenhao: "It's a good time to keep watch and nip any unsafe factors in the bud."

Fu Erdie: “…”

One of them was inside and the other was outside, and their dark brown eyes were somewhat evasive.

Just when Sang Wenhao was about to force this idea into reality, thunder struck.

An evil wind blew from nowhere, deforming the leaves of the potato seedlings.

It hurriedly ran to the box truck to shelter from the wind, not even bothering to build a bed under the tyranny of Sang Wenhao. It turned itself into a ball like a pillow and huddled in a corner pretending to be dead.

A light rain started to fall from the sky, and then it gradually got heavier.

Fu Erdie stood up and pulled the man in, and then had the doors and windows of the house closed to completely isolate the outside environment that suddenly turned into a downpour.

Sang Wenhao got caught in the rain, but he had just washed up, so his body was generally clean.

He couldn't stand up straight in the van, so he bent his head to wipe the rain off his body and sat on the floor. Although he was tall and had long legs, he felt very uneasy and restrained.

Fu Erdie lay down next to him first, and then he lay sideways against the wall.

Then he began to deform the house again, leaving only the height of the wooden windows that he could not control, about one meter, which was enough for people to sit but not stand up. By sacrificing the height and increasing the width, the width of the box truck suddenly became 1.9 meters.

Seeing that Sang Wenhao had fled to a place two meters away as if he were escaping from his captivity, Fu Erdie conjured up an iron hanging rod and hung the coats taken off by the two men on it as a temporary curtain, creating two spaces.

Fu Erdie thought it was funny and couldn't help teasing, "Have you ever studied in the Men's Morality Class?"

"I'm worried that you'll feel uncomfortable." Sang Wenhao's sullen but serious voice came from the other end, "I'm also worried that I won't be able to sleep."

Fu Erdie touched her face.

She actually didn't want to admit that not only was she not uncomfortable, but she was actually a little looking forward to it.

Everyone likes a beautiful body. Who doesn't love a big dog that looks cold and taciturn but is actually delicate and gentle?

It's just not the right time.

"It would have been great if I had known you before the end of the world." Fu Erdie thought about her past self, feeling a little nostalgic and melancholy.

If it were at that time, if she met someone she liked, she would definitely be brave enough to approach and pursue him.

On the other side of the curtain, Sang Wenhao, who was still nervously arranging the curtain of clothes, paused and pushed the curtain open again before his brain could react.

"It's not too late to get to know each other now."

Sang Wenhao's dog's eyes are bright, surprisingly bright in the dark night with thunder, lightning, wind and rain, like a small light bulb fully charged.

The curtain that had just been set up was ruthlessly pulled down by him, the hooks returned to their original shape, and even the RV became narrower.

Of course, it was not as narrow as the previous 1.2-meter width, but was more like an ordinary 1.5-meter double bed.

He turned sideways to face Fu Erdie and said seriously, "I'm very happy to meet you. It's not too late at all."

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Joy rose, and a little sadness spread. Fu Erdie shook her head: "Now it is the end of the world, and all my energy is spent on survival and finding my family. I really don't feel relaxed..."

"It is precisely because it is the end of the world that we should cherish every day of our lives. I have never been in love, but," Sang Wenhao hooked Fu Erdie's hand, "love means that when you are together, you will unconsciously relax, not just for the sake of love, you have to adjust to a relaxed mood, right?"

Fu Erdie opened her eyes wide and looked at him.

Sang Wenhao slowly regained his senses, and his face flushed instantly. But he did not let go of Fu Erdie's hand.

"I," he organized his words carefully, "I was a little impulsive just now, but I was serious. I want to try to have a more relaxed way of getting along with you and have a closer relationship, but I don't want you to misunderstand that this is a teammate relationship. I also don't want you to misunderstand that I am drawing a line or deliberately alienating you because you see me keeping a distance."

"I know it's too early to say I love you now, but if this long journey leaves some knots due to some misunderstandings or some things not said clearly, I will definitely regret it."

"If you hate me, or don't like a certain touch from me, you can tell me right away. Even if we can't go any further, we are still teammates."

Sang Wenhao was very nervous and didn't express his feelings or say anything to make the atmosphere more lively. But Fu Erdie understood what he meant and strangely felt more relaxed and at ease.

It is said that the ambiguous stage is the most wonderful stage in the process of love, but this depends on the person.

If you are a good person and the people you meet are also good people, this kind of tug-of-war in peacetime is indeed very tempting.

But if you happen to meet a white lotus, he will ask you about your well-being, send you photos of his daily life, report his daily schedule, take the initiative to explain when he fails to reply to your messages in time, and send you birthday wishes at midnight. At the same time, when you find out that he is dating other girls alone, he will tell you: "She and I are just good friends." Or "This has nothing to do with you."

You angrily asked him why he was flirting with you, and he said, "No, how can this be called flirting? You just like me unilaterally, you're overthinking it."

Rather than fighting with this kind of white lotus and green tea guy, Fu Erdie would rather kick him and make him get as far away as possible.

They won't say they like someone because if they do, there will be a lot of subsequent troubles and people will find fault with them. They can take a screenshot and post it in the campus or company group, which will prove that they are a scumbag who pursues many girls at the same time.

Sang Wenhao didn't say that he liked her, but he was revealing all his feelings to her.

He wanted Fu Erdie to know his feelings for her and not to misunderstand or have wild imaginations.

But I won’t exaggerate my liking for her. I’m just in the early stages of liking her and want to have more contact with her.

I don’t know whether other people accept this way that seems a little strange, like a confession but not really a confession, clumsy but not affectionate enough. Fu Erdie accepts it and is very relaxed about it.

Sang Wenhao was still nagging, afraid that his previous words would be misunderstood by Fu Erdie, so he kept expressing his thoughts frankly. Fu Erdie took his hand very gentlemanly and hugged his arm like a pillow: "I know, thank you for your frankness. How about we just treat it as the internship period of boyfriend and girlfriend now? Although we are not in love enough to become boyfriend and girlfriend, we can still indulge our emotions a little and be quasi-boyfriend and girlfriend?"

It was as if fireworks were exploding in my heart, crackling and making no other sounds. Sang Wenhao was held with one hand and couldn't move, and covered his burning face with the other hand: "Okay."

He suspected that if Fu Erdie got any closer, she would be able to hear his heartbeat.

He felt like he was going to be unable to sleep.

But when Fu Erdie's superpower came, for some reason, this time the power was pushed and pulled extremely smoothly. The moment it came in, not only did the metal powers stop, but it was also like a warm current flowing in, making a tired person feel so refreshed that he almost trembled, as if he had fallen into a hot spring.

Fu Erdie noticed this change, opened her eyes and said, "It seems that the more trust and the less grudges there are, the smoother the flow of my supernatural power will be."

She suddenly laughed: "Doesn't that mean my ability is a natural trust detector?"

(End of this chapter)