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

Mo Yanshu shook his head helplessly, patted him twice and said, "Now that you have thought of it, why don't you get up quickly."

Li Muchen, who was enjoying himself in Mo Yanshu's arms, froze when he heard this.

Then he took out his head which had been buried in the pillow.

"I know, I know! You just urge me to do the right thing. Humph, you don't love me at all (′? ??`)."

As he spoke, he stood up quickly, turned his back to Mo Yanshu, and walked quickly into the room in slippers.

If Mo Yanshu hadn't seen Li Muchen's slightly red neck and ear tips, he would have thought he was angry based on his tone.

Well, his baby is starting to feel shy.

Mo Yanshu slowly raised his eyebrows and stood up.

"Go take a shower first." Li Muchen raised his hand, took out a towel from the room and handed it to Mo Yanshu.

The moment he saw the navy blue towel, Mo Yanshu was stunned for a moment. After taking the towel, he was in a trance for a moment. This was the towel he used when he came to visit during high school.

But to be honest, he hasn't seen this towel for decades...

Without thinking any more, Mo Yanshu left the outside to Li Muchen and went into the bathroom.

……

His whole body was wrapped in the faint scent of mint, and Mo Yanshu couldn't help but soften his eyes.

What’s rare about Li Muchen’s home’s water heater is that it uses solar energy for heating, so Mo Yanshu took a hot bath after a long time.

When he pushed the door open from the bathroom, Mo Yanshu heard the broadcast. The voice was not loud, but it reached his ears clearly.

"After the bloody rain, a new virus is breaking out around the world. Relevant departments have responded urgently and have set up a special investigation team. We have received reports from many countries that this virus is highly contagious and has a mortality rate of nearly 100%. Please stay at home and don't open the door to strangers."

Following the sound, I walked over and saw Li Muchen sitting in front of the TV, staring at the picture playing on loop without blinking.

I don't know who took the photo, but it looks like a street in a foreign country.

Thick walls have been built at the exits of the city. The originally normal streets are now blocked by tens of thousands of people, and noisy and quarrelsome sounds are heard one after another.

On top of the high wall were fully armed personnel, holding guns in their hands, shouting at the people below through loud speakers: "Stay calm! One by one!"

Immediately afterwards, a person in the crowd suddenly fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

When the people around saw this, some stopped to watch, some went forward to perform CPR on him, and some quickly walked away.

In just a few seconds, the fallen man suddenly stood up, hugged the person who was doing CPR on him, and blew...

Then the picture became chaotic...

Li Muchen seemed to have heard his footsteps. He sat in front of the TV but did not turn around.

"I found that there is still electricity in H City. The TV has been broadcasting these apocalypse-related scenes. Every channel is urging people not to go out unless necessary and to stay at home and wait for rescue. Even foreign TV stations are advising people not to go out unless necessary. Yanshu, do you think my grandfather and the others will be okay..."

Li Muchen slowly turned his head and sighed at the end of his speech.

The man in front of him lowered his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were red. Seeing this, Mo Yanshu's heart softened. He raised his hand and gently patted his shoulder, saying softly: "Go take a shower, I will help you look for it again. Be good, Grandpa Li and the others will be fine."

Hearing the voice, Li Muchen lowered his eyes slightly, remained silent for a while, finally nodded, turned and went into the bathroom.

Listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, Mo Yanshu's eyes darkened slightly.

Come to think of it, Li Muchen should have checked the study room himself. Could it be that he was wrong? The letter Liang Fengyuan gave him before was not the letter written by Grandpa Li...

But if that's the case, it doesn't make sense...

Just like what Li Muchen had always said, the Li family had been a single-line disciple for 125 generations. It didn't make sense for the whole family to leave early without even leaving a letter for Li Muchen...

Thinking of Li Muchen's death in previous lives, Mo Yanshu secretly vowed in his heart that he would never let the tragedy happen again in this life...

He sat in front of the TV and wiped his hair. There were continuous flashes of rainstorms and zombies on the TV, but Mo Yanshu didn't hear what was said on TV at all...

It wasn't until he heard footsteps behind him and the sofa suddenly sank that he came to his senses and looked sideways.

Li Muchen's hair was still dripping with water, and he looked a little dazed.

Mo Yanshu frowned slightly, raised his hand to pull the towel from around his neck, and gently began to wipe his hair.

He didn't say anything, and Li Muchen just sat there quietly, rarely keeping his mouth shut, and said nothing.

Mo Yanshu gently wiped the water droplets on Li Muchen's hair, stood up with the towel wet by the water droplets and put it back on the towel rack outside the bathroom.

"Yanshu, do you think they don't want me anymore?"

Mo Yanshu listened to Li Muchen's murmurs and felt very distressed.

He walked back to his side quickly, squatted down slowly, sighed softly and said, "It must not be. Maybe it's the secret that cannot be revealed. Grandpa Li may not want to tell you, but he can't tell you."

As soon as Mo Yanshu finished speaking, Li Muchen suddenly stood up from the sofa. The next second, before Mo Yanshu could react, someone suddenly hugged his neck.

? ? ? ! ! !

It was like fireworks exploding in my head.

"That makes sense!" Somehow, Li Muchen's voice suddenly became energetic at this moment.

Even though Mo Yanshu was already used to his outgoing nature, he couldn't help but be infected by his sudden change of mood from gloomy to cheerful, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"If you want, I'll go back to the old house with you..."

"It's too far to go back to the old house..." Li Muchen frowned again. He let go of Mo Yanshu while speaking and waved his hand, "Let's look for it again. Grandpa and his family don't like to use mobile phones. Maybe they really left a letter."

As he spoke, Mo Yanshu frowned, suddenly grabbed Li Muchen's arm, and raised his other hand to make a hushing gesture at him.

Li Muchen looked at him with a puzzled look on his face, but when he heard the sudden footsteps downstairs, he became alert. The two of them walked to the door together with light footsteps. Li Muchen thought for a moment, raised his hand and gently locked the door.

The footsteps outside the door were very light, but clearly audible. Mo Yanshu grabbed Li Muchen's hand, looked at him and shook his head slowly, signaling him not to make a sound.

Li Muchen nodded at him, then looked out through the cat's eye. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and soon, a shadow slowly moved over from the corner...