Thinking about the things in the previous life.
Huang Qianqian closed the live broadcast room with an expression of disgust.
Then I started reading novels about extreme cold and apocalypse on the Internet.
I plan to look in the novel to see what other supplies I need to prepare.
I fell asleep while watching.
I don’t know how long I slept, but I was woken up by the cold.
"A-choo!"
As soon as I opened my eyes, I sneezed several times.
She rubbed her eyes and sat up, seeing goose bumps popping up on her arms, she suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Oh no, is the end of the world coming early?"
The next second, Huang Qiaoqiao quickly got up and got off the bed.
He quickly walked to the window and looked down.
It is raining heavily outside.
It seemed like it was raining heavily on this day in my previous life, but I was already working in the company at this time in my previous life.
The air conditioning in the company was on a constant temperature system, and she couldn't remember whether it was cold outside at the time.
"Why is it so cold?" Huang Qiaoqiao opened the window and reached out.
Compared with yesterday, it has dropped by at least ten degrees.
She was a little panicked.
"No, I have to leave quickly."
Huang Qiaoqiao then immediately started packing up and went downstairs.
It was storming outside and there was no way to get a taxi.
Moreover, her order was for an inter-city trip, and in such bad weather, no driver was willing to take it.
We can only keep raising the price.
After increasing the price from 500 to 1,200, a driver finally accepted the order.
After getting in the car, Huang Qiaoqiao kept urging the driver.
"Master, can you be faster? I'm in a hurry!"
She is now particularly afraid that the end of the world will come early. She remembers that after the rain in her previous life, the temperature slowly dropped.
When she woke up from the cold on the morning of the 17th, she found that it was covered with ice and snow outside and the faucet in her house was frozen.
Now that I think about it, it probably started to freeze in the early morning of the 17th.
But she didn't notice it in her sleep.
And today is the sixteenth.
The time for freezing is very close.
She was worried that the car would break down halfway.
"It's raining so hard, safety comes first." The driver drove slowly while chewing betel nut, and the city radio was playing in the car.
The host was telling some very vulgar jokes, and the driver laughed along.
Huang Qiaoqiao kept looking at the time on her phone and then looked out the window.
At this time, the rain was getting heavier.
"Master, please drive faster. Can I give you some extra money?"
Huang Qiaoqiao was extremely anxious.
As time passed, she became more and more panicked.
"Beauty, although I love money, I also cherish my life."
"In this kind of bad weather, I'm the only one willing to take your order."
"We'll have to get on the highway soon, and we don't know what the situation is like there."
"To be honest, I kind of regret taking this order."
Even though Huang Qiaoqiao was unhappy, she could only suppress her emotions thinking that no other chef would take the order.
The important thing is to get to the bunker as soon as possible.
Anyway, these people will not survive when the end of the world comes.
While looking out the window, Huang Qiaoqiao saw a familiar figure.
Under the eaves.
Fu Wenye was hiding from the rain. He lowered his head and reached out to gently pat the raindrops that hit his sleeves.
The moment Fu Wenye raised his head, Huang Qiaoqiao quickly bent down and dodged.
She seemed afraid of being seen by him.
"Master, please drive away quickly, please!" Huang Qiaoqiao shouted to the master anxiously.
"Oh, there's a traffic jam ahead. It's not that I don't want to go faster, it's just that I can't go faster." The driver was a little helpless.
After a while, the car finally started moving.
Huang Qiaoqiao raised her head and looked out the window.
Fu Wenye was chatting with a woman next to him at this time.
When Fu Wenye turned sideways, Huang Qiaoqiao also saw the woman's face.
She was slightly shocked.
So beautiful...
Her long hair was wet by the rain, and some strands stuck to her cheeks, which made her look more charming.
And the look she gave Fu Wenye was one of complete admiration and love.
Could it be that you are a fan of Fu Wenye?
Huang Qiaoqiao also stayed in Fu Wenye's live broadcast room for a while.
She also visited the homepages of some IDs that frequently appeared in the live broadcast room.
I haven’t found any female fans who are so beautiful.
As I was thinking about it, the car drove away.
Fu Wenye and the woman gradually disappeared from sight.
"Forget it, even if she's pretty, she won't live for many days."
Huang Qiaoqiao muttered, but her brows couldn't help but frowned tightly.
Under the eaves.
Shi Wu looked at Fu Wenye with a somewhat shy look.
"Hello, Fu Wenye, I'm your fan."
She took the initiative to talk and stretched out her rain-soaked hand towards her.
Fu Wenye was a little surprised. He was first shocked by her pretty face, and then frightened by what she said.
"Huh?" He was a little unresponsive.
"I'm your...freeloader fan." Shi Wu teased.
"Ah?" Fu Wenye was even more surprised.
I was a little overwhelmed for a moment.
Shi Wu explained awkwardly, "I just started working, so I don't have the money to buy you a gift for now."
"But I watch your live broadcast every night, and occasionally type in the live broadcast room, but you have too many fans in the live broadcast room, so you may not notice me..."
As she spoke, she lowered her head and prepared to withdraw her hand.
Fu Wenye realized something and quickly reached out his hand and shook her hand gently.
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