Rebirth in the End of the World: My Little Godly Man

"Look, another day has passed. Do you think they will come to rescue you?"

Liang Fengyuan looked at the man standing in front of the window and narrowed his eyes.

This was not the first time he had heard this.

"I've already said it, they don't care about me. There's no point in you tying me up." Liang Fengyuan rolled his eyes at him.

"Are you happy there?" the man asked again.

For two days, this man has been in his room. He eats with him and never leaves when he goes to bed at night, as if he is afraid that he will run away.

The man turned around, leaned back slightly, and leaned on the windowsill.

His eyes were deep, tightly locked on Liang Fengyuan who was sitting on the bed, and his eyebrows were slightly raised: "I see you, you are serious all day long, and you don't know how to enjoy life."

Having said that, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. The red wrapping paper was slightly wrinkled, and it looked like it had been in his pocket for a long time.

The man turned sideways and opened the window with his backhand. A gust of fresh air blew in his face. He took out a lighter, and the metal casing flickered faintly in the sunlight.

With a "click", flames rose and the cigarette on the man's lips was lit. In an instant, smoke filled the air and the smell was a bit choking.

But Liang Fengyuan didn't care about these. "Laugh?" He asked, "Why don't you tell me what else is there to laugh about?"

At this point, he stretched out his hand to the man: "Give me one."

"Little brat, how long have you just become an adult and you're already learning to smoke like adults?" The man raised an eyebrow and put away the wrinkled cigarette box in his hand, along with the lighter.

Liang Fengyuan rolled his eyes at the man and said nothing.

For a moment, the room fell into silence. The atmosphere was a little solemn. The whole room was so quiet that it made people feel a little uneasy. Only the sound of each other's slight breathing could be heard.

The man sat by the window, puffing out smoke. The swirling smoke slowly rose and gradually filled the air.

Liang Fengyuan looked at the man and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

When the man heard him ask this, he seemed to suddenly become interested. He took a deep puff of his cigarette and put it out.

The window was wide open, and soon the air in the room became much fresher.

"It's been so many days and you just remembered to ask me my name? Why, are you suddenly interested in me?"

Liang Fengyuan's lips twitched slightly when he heard this: "Are you sick..."

The man looked slightly stunned, then he threw his head back and burst into laughter.

"You're really sick." Liang Fengyuan rolled his eyes and stopped looking at him.

"Kid, my last name is Mi. What do you think? It's a rare last name, right?" The man paced in the room for two steps, then turned around and sat on a chair beside the bed.

The man looked at Liang Fengyuan and waited for two seconds. Liang Fengyuan didn't say anything, but his eyebrows slightly raised.

"Yeah, it's rare." Liang Fengyuan responded.

The man chuckled, his eyes twinkling. “When I was your age, I was laughed at for many years because of my last name Mi.”

"What's so funny about this?" Liang Fengyuan frowned slightly.

"Because my name is Mi Qi. I am the seventh of eight children in my family. I have never been valued by my family since I was a child, just because a Taoist priest who passed by said that I was born with bad luck. Don't you think it's interesting?"

Liang Fengyuan shuddered when he heard this and looked at Mi Qi in disbelief.

"Do you know that rat?"

"Mouse?" Liang Fengyuan was a little confused, then he realized, "Mickey?"

"Yeah. Other kids think it's cute, but I just think it's scary. Because of this name, people have laughed at me and called me a rat since I was a kid."

Having said that, Mi Qi leaned back in his chair, looking at the lights on the ceiling, seemingly in a daze.

Liang Fengyuan looked at him, frowning. After a while, he spoke again: "Have you ever met someone who comforted you?"

"No." Mi Qi still raised her head and said lightly.

"But I met him." Liang Fengyuan also raised his head, with a little pride in his eyes, "You don't know, he is like a little sun. Others say I am dark, but he is the only one who said I am beautiful, saying those people are jealous of me."

Having said that, the corners of his lips slowly rose.

Mi Qi suddenly lowered her head, the low pressure emanating from her body enveloped her entire body, and her eyes became increasingly cold as she looked at Liang Fengyuan.

"Why do you look at me like that?"

Then, a deep and cold voice sounded faintly: "Do you want to die so much?"

"Heh..." Liang Fengyuan laughed and didn't answer.

"I heard your name is Liang Fengyuan. Feng Biao is extraordinary, Bao Yuan Lu De, the name has a good meaning, your family probably loves you very much..." Mi Qi said to herself, "You are determined to die because of one person, is it worth it?"

"Ha..." Liang Fengyuan paused slightly, his pupils shrank, and a faint blush flew under the corners of his eyes, "Fengyuan? Let me tell you, my mother wants a girl with extraordinary charm. She doesn't love me, not at all."

His voice was also indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything: "She doesn't care about me, so I don't want them in this life. Living is also full of fear. It's better to die at the hands of zombies."

Mi Qi seemed a little surprised when he heard this, and there was more surprise in his eyes when he looked at Liang Fengyuan.

"What? Are you going to continue competing for misery?" Liang Fengyuan raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at Mi Qi with a smile in his eyes. There was a hint of amusement in his eyes, which looked a little creepy.

Mi Qi paused and didn't speak for a long time. He sat on the chair and Liang Fengyuan leaned on the bed. Neither of them spoke first.

I don’t know how long it had been, when suddenly footsteps were heard outside the door. It wasn’t just one person, it seemed like a small group of people were coming.

The footsteps were a little messy. Liang Fengyuan looked up at Mi Qi, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Seeing this, Mi Qi chuckled: "No matter how mature you pretend to be, you are still a child."

Liang Fengyuan glared at him and said nothing.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and soon there was a knock on the door.

Before Mi Qi could respond, the person outside opened the door. The person's hair was dyed gray-green, and he wore black zircon earrings on his ears. The sunlight from the window shone through, shining with an inexplicable luster.

"Brother Mi, something happened." The man's voice was a little panicked and trembling, and the anxiety in his eyes was hard to conceal.

"You're in a panic. What happened? Tell me!"

Liang Fengyuan looked at the panicked look on the visitor's face and felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Wang Zhen and the others have started to gather people. I heard that they want to bring..." The young man who had just entered the room paused here and turned his head to glance at Liang Fengyuan.

"They said they wanted to take him with them and directly annex the Guangming City over there and use it for our own benefit."

The young man spoke incoherently, his voice trembling a little.

"Why are you trembling?" Mi Qi frowned suddenly, "Let's gather, those who are afraid of death can just not go, right?"