Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

Wen Rulan thought that Meng Xing would be surprised when he saw the tickets. Even if there was no surprise, he should be somewhat happy, but Meng Xing had no expression. He was stunned when he looked at the tickets.

After a long while, he finally moved his eyes away from the unique number on the phone screen, and asked with some doubts, "Is this ticket mine?"

"It's yours." Wen Rulan affirmed.

Meng Xing's expression was complicated. Among all the complicated emotions, there was no joy.

"What about the original owner of this ticket?" He asked Wen Rulan.

It was Wen Rulan's turn to be stunned. He didn't expect that Meng Xing would ask this question, because he himself would not consider such a question at all. As long as you have the tickets, why bother worrying about other people's lives?

But Meng Xing was not him. Meng Xing murmured in a daze: "Who did I replace...?"

He thought of the mother and daughter hugging each other and crying in the snow. Did they have a chance to survive, but their quota was usurped by someone more powerful and connected?

Just like him.

Meng Xing's fingers holding the phone suddenly became a little unsteady. He felt that the phone became very heavy, and the extremely cold ice and snow and hysterical despair pressed it together, making it difficult for him to hold it.

With a "click", the phone fell to the ground.

Meng Xing looked at the phone that fell on the ground, but didn't pick it up.

The sound woke up Wen Rulan, who was stunned. He took a step forward, bent down and picked up the phone again. He put the phone back into Meng Xing's hand again, and explained hurriedly: "It's not what you think! You are not replacing anyone. ! There is no original owner, and the quota for this ticket is to be determined!"

"What kind of...?" Meng Xing looked up at Wen Rulan, wanting an answer.

"Yes..." Wen Rulan fell silent for a moment.

It's not that he can't tell the answer, it's that he doesn't want to tell Meng Xing the answer.

But he tried his best to re-clench Meng Xing's five fingers, trying to make the other party hold the phone with the tickets firmly, but Meng Xing's hand seemed to have no strength. The phone will slide off again.

Wen Rulan compromised, he sighed, and told Meng Xing the truth about the random selection.

Random drawing is true, but only a small fraction is truly random.Most of the people who got the tickets had already been pre-determined.

The remaining vacant quotas that have not yet been determined have been successively decided in the past few days, just like the one Wen Rulan got for Meng Xing.

"In other words... this extraction is a scam from beginning to end?"

"Yes." Wen Rulan only answered one word, but it was such a cold and cruel word.

Meng Xing was stunned. In a daze, his empty brain suddenly remembered: "Then what about the president? He doesn't have a ticket either..."

Wen Rulan didn't answer, but his expression had already given Meng Xing the answer.

But Meng Xing still couldn't believe the answer. He had to ask it himself: "That presidential speech was just a show to stabilize people's hearts...?"

"Yes." Wen Rulan answered with certainty, without any hesitation in her tone.

In other words... most people have no chance of surviving from the beginning to the end.

Meng Xing fell into a long silence, and Wen Rulan kept holding his hand to prevent him from letting go of the phone with the ticket stored there again.

At the same time, he was still trying to defend himself: "Meng Xing, there is no absolute fairness in this world. Life is equal, but at the same time, life is also valuable."

"A hooligan who drinks alcohol all day long, and a scholar who has a lot of knowledge and made great contributions to mankind is not equivalent in itself. The survival of the fittest, the better talents should survive. This doomsday screening itself is also a kind of elimination. , to get rid of the inferior part of the genes in the human race."

Meng Xing was still silent, he knew that what Wen Rulan said was reasonable, that people were indeed valuable, and under the limited number of living places, poor people should be eliminated, and weak people should also be eliminated, like the pair Crying mother and daughter who can do nothing in the snow because they will drag the whole group down.

And, ordinary people will also be eliminated. They have done nothing wrong, abide by the law, and can live and work in peace and contentment throughout their lives. But in the apocalypse, being ordinary has become a fault and an excuse to be abandoned. .

Meng Xing understands everything, but understanding does not mean accepting. Any normal person with a conscience and compassion for things that harm others would not accept this easily.

Wen Rulan looked at Meng Xing steadfastly. He was not one of those normal people who had conscience or compassion. Speaking of so many people whose hope of survival had been ended for no apparent reason, he was not moved at all, and he did not answer. There was no hesitation, as if it should be taken for granted.

But he looked a little uneasy at the moment. He didn't care about the life or death of others, but he cared about Meng Xing's thoughts.

Finally, under his gaze, after a long silence, Meng Xing spoke again.

"Did you know the inside story of the whole thing from the beginning?" He asked Wen Rulan.

"...Yes." Wen Rulan answered this word for the third time, but no longer as hesitantly as the first two times.

Not only did he know about it, he was involved in the scam from beginning to end. Wen Rulan pursed her lips. After he finished answering, he held Meng Xing's hand tighter, as if he was afraid that the other party would let go.

Meng Xing felt the increasing force on his fingers. He looked down at Wen Rulan's slender white fingers. After a while, he replied: "I know."

"I know..." he repeated again in a low voice.

While repeating, he broke away from Wen Rulan's hand, turned around and walked towards his room.

He left his mobile phone with the ticket in place, and he also left Wen Rulan in place.

Wen Rulan stood in the living room for a long time, motionless like a silent statue.It was around midnight that Meng Xing heard him go back to his room to sleep.

Another night passed, and Wen Rulan got up very early. At six o'clock in the morning, he started washing and dressing. He washed his face with cold water, trying to wash away the fatigue from having only slept for two or three hours.

After washing up, he went to the living room again, wanting to prepare some simple breakfast before Meng Xing woke up.

But when he got out of his room, he realized that Meng Xing had woken up very early, and even more, he was already busy in the kitchen.

Wen Rulan was stunned for a moment, then hurried forward to help.Meng Xing noticed it, but didn't say a word, just handed over the bread he had baked and the warmed milk.

This breakfast was probably the most silent meal they had ever had. Apart from the sound of the two chewing food, there was no sound in the room.

At seven o'clock, it was time to go out to the research institute.

Wen Rulan was a little worried about whether Meng Xing would go with him, but when he saw that Meng Xing had been following behind him even though he didn't say a word, he finally felt relieved.

Unlike the low temperature outside, there is always a heating supply inside the house, so the heavy coat worn outside cannot be worn inside the house and must be taken off as soon as you enter the door.

The clothes hanger was also set at the entrance of the door. Meng Xing took off his coat, but when he put it on, he noticed a hard foreign object in the right pocket.

Boxy is the shape of a mobile phone.

Wen Rulan was also getting dressed, and at the same time, he secretly glanced at Meng Xing from the corner of his eye.

Meng Xing noticed it, just like he noticed the mobile phone in his pocket, he didn't say anything or do anything, just followed Wen Rulan to the research institute as usual.

The progress of the project is very fast, and Wen Rulan's work time is scheduled. After arriving at the lobby on the first floor of the research institute, he should not have stayed any longer. He should have gone upstairs to lead the team to debug the data.

Standing in front of Meng Xing, he hesitated: "Tonight...will you come to pick me up?"

Meng Xing looked at Wen Rulan quietly, watching the other person clenching her fingers because of uneasiness. After a moment, he replied: "Yes."

As if a heavy stone had fallen to the ground, Wen Rulan breathed a sigh of relief, but he still did not leave. Instead, he made another request: "I will send you a text message tonight to tell you the specific time when you will work overtime. Can you buy me a cup of hot tea five minutes in advance?" "

In name, he just wanted Meng Xing to buy him a cup of hot tea in advance. It was a small matter. Logically speaking, Meng Xing shouldn't refuse, and he shouldn't be so cautious about asking.

But in fact, what he really meant by his seemingly ordinary words was that he wanted Meng Xing to always carry the mobile phone that Meng Xing left behind last night. Only by carrying the mobile phone could he see the text messages he sent and advance in advance. Buy him a cup of hot tea in five minutes.

He wanted a promise from Meng Xing, a promise to accept that ticket and accompany him through this doomsday in Noah City.

Meng Xing was silent this time longer than last time, but after a long silence, he gave Wen Rulan the answer he wanted: "Okay."

Wen Rulan finally felt relieved. He couldn't help but smile and said goodbye to Meng Xing: "See you in the evening."

"See you tonight." Meng Xing responded.

Wen Rulan said goodbye and left. While talking to Meng Xing, his phone rang several times, all of which were urging messages.

Meng Xingming saw him off, and after Wen Rulan's figure disappeared, he left the institute alone and walked into the ice and snow.

He was aimless, his mind was empty, but he didn't know whether it was a coincidence, or his body's reaction prior to consciousness, and he came to the street where he met the mother and daughter again.

He also saw them again. The girl's mother stopped crying. She adjusted her mood and put on a beautiful makeup. Move things in.

When Meng Xing noticed them, the mother and daughter also noticed Meng Xing.

"It's the big brother from yesterday!" The little girl yelled first, and tugged at her mother's sleeve while yelling.

The girl's mother put down the cardboard box in her hand, and then smiled at Meng Xing as a greeting.

Meng Xing also smiled back, although in fact he didn't want to laugh at all.

"Are you leaving?" Meng Xing looked at the large and small packages that the girl's mother carried like luggage.

"Yes! We are going on a trip!" the little girl replied. She was so happy that she thought her mother was taking her to the amusement park.

But in the apocalypse, how could any amusement park still be open? How could the girl's mother, who was crying hysterically yesterday, be in the mood to take her daughter on a trip?

Meng Xing looked at the girl's mother. The girl's mother sent the girl away first, and then told Meng Xing the truth: "The government has just issued a document. In the past two days, everyone who lives within the scope of Noah City, but has no People with tickets must leave voluntarily. If they refuse to leave, the army will come to force them to evict tomorrow night."

Meng Xing was stunned.

She looked at Meng Xing's stunned expression and thought that Meng Xing didn't believe it. After all, people were in panic these past few days, and all kinds of terrifying rumors were thriving on the soil of the apocalypse, but what she said was indeed not a rumor.

She quickly added: "What I said is true. I am a journalist. I get the news faster. The government will issue an announcement to the whole society later."

"It's not that I don't believe it..." Meng Xing explained in a low voice.

He just couldn't believe it... He knew that the expulsion would happen sooner or later. After all, Noah City was built in the original urban area, and there were many people without tickets in it, and they had to leave.But... too fast.

Maybe not so fast, Meng Xing thought again.Today is already August 8th, and tomorrow is the deadline for people to leave, that is, August 6th, and there are three days before the end. Within three days, the urban area must be cleared, the identities of people entering the city must be checked, and the elites must be settled. With 8 million people carefully selected, there are so many things to do, and time is already running out.

Meng Xing didn't pay attention to what the girl's mother said. He was only immersed in his own thoughts. Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by a question.

"I'll pack up today and prepare to take my daughter away tomorrow. Do you want to go with us?"

Meng Xing looked up at the other party. The girl's mother was afraid that Meng Xing might misunderstand, so she explained: "We have a car, and there are only two of us. There is space in the car. If you don't have a car, it will be more convenient for you to take a car with us."

"No, no need...I have..." Meng Xing refused. He wanted to say that he had tickets, so he didn't have to leave, but he couldn't say those two words.

Yesterday's scammers didn't defraud anything really expensive, but some people, including Meng Xing, secretly defrauded billions of people's hope of survival in a huge deception.

The girl's mother didn't have the ability to read minds, so she just thought that Meng Xing meant that he had a car, so she didn't invite him any more, and only chatted with Meng Xing for a few more words before continuing to carry the luggage.

Meng Xing helped out. The girl's mother was a little embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but Meng Xing insisted on helping.

However, the girl's mother had no choice but to accept Meng Xing's help.

After moving the big and small bags, the girl's mother invited Meng Xing to their house again, saying that she wanted to give Meng Xing some of the pastries she made before as a thank you gift.

Meng Xing didn't refuse, and followed the girl's mother to her unit downstairs.Like most residential areas, there is a green flower bed downstairs in the unit. The flower beds are planted with decorative green plants, but no green plants can survive in such a low temperature. They have long since died, and the snow has buried everything. .

The girl who was sent away by her mother was squatting in the white flower bed, using her garden shovel to dig the thick snow one by one.

There was also a small bag next to her. Meng Xing took a look, it looked like the seeds of some kind of plant.

The girl's mother was very surprised to see her daughter digging snow in the flower bed, so she stopped and asked, "Pingping, what are you digging in the snow?"

The little girl named Pingping raised her head and looked at her mother, but the shovel in her hand didn't stop. She had dug through the white snow and touched the black soil.

She took out a handful of seeds from her small pocket, sprinkled them in the pit she dug, and said as she sprinkled, "Mom, I will plant some flowers here. When we come back from our trip, spring will come and the flowers will bloom." !"

Her tone was innocent and romantic, because she really believed that this was just a relatively long trip. When she came back, it would probably be spring, when the ice and snow melted, and the seeds she planted would break through the blockage of the soil, germinate, branch, and bloom. Beautiful flowers.

But when the girl's mother heard this, her eyes suddenly turned red. The false calm she had maintained was cracked again at this moment. She covered her mouth with her hands, fearing that her daughter and Meng Xing would see her gaffe.

But Meng Xing still saw it. Not only did he see it, he also knew that... the flowers would not bloom, and spring would never come again.

In the doomsday, there are only ice and snow of despair, flowers of hope... never to bloom again.

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