I've Come Back After Being Reborn

Fang Yuan tried to recall, but he couldn't remember where he saw Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng's memory was incomplete, except that he looked at Fang Yuan very kindly, and couldn't remember it.

"Maybe in a few days, I will be able to think of you." He was very optimistic, waiting for the memory to recover, as if waiting to meet Fang Yuan in another time and space.

Suddenly there is more hope.

Fang Yuan shook his head, noncommittal.

From this day on, Fang Yuan's life became lively.

Every morning, when someone made breakfast, Jiang Heng would always chatter at the dining table, saying how well he slept last night, the dark circles under his eyes were smaller, and how many stories he remembered in his dreams.

He doesn't look like a patient who has experienced the doomsday and was deeply hurt by the experience of the doomsday, leaving a shadow behind him. He looks more like a warrior who once traveled far with a sword and slayed demons. After returning, he told people about the past. Adventure story.

Those thrilling moments, the achievement of successfully blowing up a nest of zombies, going through life and death with teammates, trekking long distances, and once hungry and full, and could not eat a bite of meat for a month in a row.

At first, Fang Yuan just listened to what he said, at most he said a few words, and dealt with it simply.

As Jiang Heng chatted a lot day after day, his temperament seemed to start to slowly change as his memory recovered.

On the surface, Jiang Heng still has a joking temperament, likes to make jokes, and makes some jokes that leave Fang Yuan speechless, it is not easy to see what is different.

It's just that the smile seems to be a little static.

Fang Yuan is not a person who observes every detail, no matter what Jiang Heng becomes, noise is noise after all, and he won't take a second look.

Until that day, Jiang Heng mentioned that he had been plotted against by someone, was almost bitten by a zombie, and most of his supplies were robbed, so he had to hide in the space for a long time before he escaped.

When talking about this kind of thing, Jiang Heng still understates and still smiles.

Fang Yuan finally raised his head at the dining table, and took a serious look at the young man opposite him.

For the first time he felt that something was out of the ordinary, that it shouldn't be, that something was wrong.

Before that, Fang Yuan had an inherent and wishful thinking about the doomsday life of supernatural beings. He believed that people like Jiang Heng, who were strong, optimistic, and tenacious, would have partners even in the apocalypse. With teammates, there is no shortage of food and water, as long as you are alive, you will enjoy the fruits of victory in the battle, and move forward with hope.

As for him, he is just Fang Yuan, an ordinary person who is unremarkable, even his name is seldom written correctly.

In Fang Yuan's doomsday, there are only endless fears, crises, barely surviving, and lack of food.

He originally thought that the reason why Jiang Heng was able to retrieve his memory with such enthusiasm and chatted at the dinner table every day must be because the life in the end of the day was good, worth remembering, and worthy of showing a smile from the heart.

Yesterday Jiang Heng said that he had conflicts and disputes with other people, and he also subconsciously regarded it as a small fight.

Today, he was told that Jiang Heng almost lost his life because of this matter.

Surprised that someone as powerful and capable as him would encounter such a thing in the last days.

You will also encounter this kind of man-made disaster, and you will almost die from wound inflammation because of this-even if the wound is just a bruise and a fall, but at that time, it is difficult for people with injuries to be accepted by the new team, even if they are accepted, they will not be accepted. Get food and water within 48 hours.

"However, if you are killed by him, there will be one less person from the space department in the team, so what benefits will he get?"

Fang Yuan finally couldn't help asking, "Is he not afraid of being discovered?"

"What is there to be afraid of desperadoes?" Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows, as if he was talking about common sense, the most normal thing,

"Even if you find out, what can you do? Do you want to lose another supernatural person for me? It means that the team lost two core strengths at once. Compared with this, fairness and justice are not worth mentioning at all - he just knows this." It's just unscrupulous."

So can Jiang Heng be plotted against with such insidious tricks?

Just because of a little friction, because Jiang Heng stole the limelight when repelling the zombies?Because Jiang Heng is more respected and has a higher reputation among ordinary people?

Could it be that for the supernatural beings, the most important thing to guard against is not the zombies, but the comrades behind the delivery?

Fang Yuan froze, then lowered his head, his voice lowered, "Sorry."

Jiang Heng propped his chin and looked at him, "What are you apologizing for?"

Fang Yuan was a little embarrassed, his face, which had remained unchanged for almost ten thousand years, now also blushed with shame, which was rare,

"I'm just an ordinary person. In the past, I always thought that people with supernatural abilities would live well in the last days. No matter food, drink, housing, transportation, or safety and health issues, they would have the best protection, and there would be no misfortune."

What he didn't say was that because of this, he had prejudice against the supernatural beings. He gradually forgot that with greater abilities, the supernatural beings also faced greater risks at the same time.

He forgot that they are all human beings, and they all survive in the apocalypse. No one is more noble, but the way of suffering is different.

In the first two days after he just learned that Jiang Heng had supernatural powers, he didn't like Jiang Heng very much.

I also once narrowly believed that the grief and pain shown by those supernatural beings were all hypocritical affectation.

Jiang Heng smiled and handed him a piece of candy, "Don't think so much, it's all over, be happy."

This smile, as he recovered more memories, gradually became like a mask, hanging on his face all the time.

Obviously when we first met, Jiang Heng was not like this.

At that time, Jiang Heng would pretend to be an elegant gentleman, with sly eyes, widen his eyes when he was surprised, and his expressions were so rich that he could make emojis at any time, and he could easily distinguish a hearty laugh from a snickering.

Fang Yuan looked at him, and suddenly felt that he had really misunderstood a lot. He was a person with seven years of doomsday memories, but he thought things so one-sidedly.

"You..." Staying away from social interaction for so long, Fang Yuan almost forgot how to talk to each other. When he said ordinary words, he felt numb for no reason.

"You don't have to laugh like that."

When it comes to bad experiences, when it comes to sad past, you can be frowning, angry or sad, this is what ordinary people look like.

"Huh?" Jiang Heng remained unmoved, still curled his mouth, but leaned forward slightly, "Are you caring about me?"

Asked by him like this, Fang Yuan suddenly couldn't say the rest of the words.

care?Can this be called caring?

If it was in the past, such as before rebirth, when the end was not over, Fang Yuan felt that he would not have talked so much with him, let alone express such strange concern.

He will be like any ordinary person without supernatural abilities, like every person who has longed for, envied, and envied those with supernatural abilities, but can barely survive—

When seeing people like Jiang Heng show any negative emotions, they are controlled by extreme, irrational, and unreasonable anger. Those lips are torn.

You obviously already have everything, why do you, what qualifications do you have to complain about suffering?

Fang Yuan closed his eyes, hiding that ugly self in his heart.He doesn't think like this anymore, but for a while, he still doesn't have the courage to look at Jiang Heng.

He stood up and cleared the plates on the table, "I'm full."

"Don't go." Jiang Heng suddenly held his hand, blocking his movement.

Fang Yuan looked up unexpectedly, was so startled for a moment that he forgot to avoid looking at each other, and saw Jiang Heng's eyes directly.

A pair of a little red, wet, full of shame, self-blame and apology, as if caring about someone... very beautiful eyes.

The emotion in Fang Yuan's eyes is exactly the same, the only difference is that one person tried his best to hide, pressing everything deep in his eyes, while the other stared straight at it, not caring about being stared at.

Just like the frankness when we met on the first day, I don't mind letting him see everything.

It turned out he was the same.

As this thought slipped through his mind, a strange mood rose and swept everything gently.

"Did I...remind you of unhappy things?" Jiang Heng looked a little nervous, he finally stopped smiling, his brows were slightly frowned, "If so, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that."

"No." Fang Yuan's heart lightened suddenly, and he shook his head with a broken smile, "How could I blame you for such a thing?"

"Isn't that unhappy?"

"No."

Seeing him looking at him, Fang Yuan put away the plate and sat back with a drink.

"It's true. I have also been plotted against in the last days, but I don't feel uncomfortable just thinking about it. Under such circumstances, no one can live easily. You are right, it is all in the past."

"Who? Who plotted against you?" Jiang Heng was so indignant that he almost slapped the table.

"It's just some small things, but I can't remember them clearly."

It's true that Fang Yuan can't remember clearly, it's not just about being abandoned and plotted against, he hardly has any clear memories of those years of struggling in the apocalypse.

There are reasons why he deliberately forgot, and there are also reasons why he is really boring and has no good memories.

Every day is trying to live, live, live.

Do not……

Not all.

Fang Yuan finally started to take the initiative to recall, and belatedly realized that his experience at that time was actually not as bad as he remembered.

He also met a lovely life on the road, and lived with a stray dog ​​who was also homeless. When he was hungry, he relied on the prey brought back by the dog for two or three days to satisfy his hunger.

The worst time, Gouzi got a bottle of Coke from nowhere.

That's Coke, it doesn't lose any energy in it, if you get it in the shelter, you can exchange it for a lot of steamed buns, which is a luxury.

Jiang Heng heard him talking quietly, and suddenly "hissed".

"Wait a minute, is it Pepsi? Half of the plastic label around the outside has been torn off, and the rest is glued together and folded into a triangle?"

Fang Yuan was taken aback, "How do you know?"

"Because it was the Coke I lost. Three days after I lost it, I saw it again at the material trading place. The person in charge said that if I want to get it back, I need to trade three bottles of mineral water, five steamed buns, and two compressed biscuits."

"Ah... That's really..." Fang Yuan thought about the situation at that time, and suddenly laughed, "I'm really sorry. And in the end, I only got three bottles of water and five steamed buns."

"I wish I knew you at that time, so that the middleman won't make the difference." Jiang Heng looked at him motionless for a few seconds, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, and laughed.

They now have a freezer full of Coke, which is not what it used to be.

The coke in front of the two could not be finished, Fang Yuan added ice cubes into the glass and toasted him.

Fang Yuan didn't feel regretful, he was too embarrassed and too bad in the doomsday.

If they had known each other back then, their getting along...wouldn't have been as relaxed and happy as it is now.