I've Come Back After Being Reborn

Since that day, Fang Yuan's attitude towards Jiang Heng has undergone a subtle change.

At the dinner table, Jiang Heng would still talk about the memories he remembered every day.But Fang Yuan no longer just bowed his head and listened, besides "um" and "oh", he began to respond with more words.

One person's talk turned into two people's chat.

Obviously it was only Jiang Heng who recovered the memory in the dream, Fang Yuan followed him to talk about the past, but felt that his memory was also recovered, from the black and white and gloomy past, to regain color.

Not only bad experiences, but also bizarre, interesting, and even unimaginable things were all remembered together.

Occasionally, when waking up, Fang Yuan would still think of how he learned the spirit of Ah Q in the apocalypse—at least now he no longer has to wake up early, work overtime and work pressure.

Jiang Heng complained endlessly about this. The responsibility of the supernatural being is too heavy. His post-apocalyptic life is more tense and stressful than before. When he is working, he can get up at 8 o'clock every day, but the supernatural beings often have to take turns to watch the night. Don't get up too normal at 6 or 7 o'clock.

I don't know if it was because of Jiang Heng, but after a week passed, Fang Yuan suddenly had the mood to go out and have a look.

Before that, he felt that although he was in a calm mood, he didn't have the idea of ​​doing such meaningless things. Unless it was necessary to throw garbage or purchase, he would only go out once when he was hungry, and he was stuck at home.

Jiang Heng went out with him, wearing a sunscreen glove on his right hand to cover up the tattoo.

He asked Fang Yuan, "Where are we going?"

Fang Yuan said he had no idea, "Just walk around."

"Then what shall we do?"

"Look at the scenery."

Jiang Heng originally thought that he had seen enough of the scenery.

In the apocalypse, the most indispensable thing is the scenery. The first thing brought about by the decline of human beings is the recovery of the vitality of nature.

Those high mountains and flowing water, the sound of insects and birds, all kinds of creatures are endless, and vines and weeds occupy the city.

When he walked to the entrance of the village, Fang Yuan sat down at a tea stand, and when Jiang Heng sat down, he suddenly realized that the scenery Fang Yuan wanted to see was not a natural scenery.

are people.

The tea stall is in the center of a vegetable market entrance. Sitting here, you can see the whole lively market. People come and go, in a hurry or leisurely. In this remote place, you can even see ox carts and horse carts. With a snort, people lead horses and carry goods forward.

Fang Yuan is sitting here, eating melon seeds, drinking tea, watching people speak their dialect, bargaining with vendors who sell coriander, celery, and rice, watching the old man with his children playing sandbags, listening to the hawking of candied haws, watching people Riding a bicycle, yelling something while riding slowly from one end to the other.

Look at the smoke from the bungalows, look at the rotten vegetables and garbage scattered on the ground, see who is arguing forcefully with whom because of broken eggs, and see women gesticulate with clothes one by one at the five-dollar store that is on sale.

Watch those melodious folk songs, beggars playing the erhu on the street, watch the stall owner gossip with the guests at the table next to him, and gossip about the neighbors.

He watched with relish, the whole plate of melon seeds had bottomed out, and when he touched it again, he didn't catch the melon seeds, but caught Jiang Heng's hand.

The two looked up at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"More?"

"I want to eat peanuts."

So the two ordered a plate of peanuts and a plate of edamame. The boss took the opportunity to sell their homemade side dishes and grilled fish, and asked them if they would like to try beer besides tea.

Fang Yuan didn't ask for beer, so he just sat at the tea stand until the afternoon, when the sunlight weakened, he left with Jiang Heng.

On the way home, Jiang Heng came up with an idea out of nowhere, and suddenly said that he could also set up a stall.

Fang Yuan looked at him unexpectedly, "Setting up a stall? Are you finally planning to help me deal with the supplies in the warehouse?"

"No," Jiang Heng shook his head, "I think I can set up a stall and perform magic tricks."

After finishing speaking, he performed it in front of Fang Yuan, making the things in his hands disappear, and then making them out again.

"You are cheating."

"I'm so talented~"

Jiang Heng really started preparing magic tools that night.

It's just that when he woke up the next day, he didn't look very well.

"I dreamed the most unlucky thing." When Jiang Heng had breakfast, he didn't seem to have slept well, and he didn't have much energy. "Then I didn't fall asleep..."

"What's the matter?" Fang Yuan was a little nervous, and suddenly thought, maybe it's the end of memory, right?

For example, dreaming of the last moment of his life...

"Do you remember the super zombie wave one year after the doomsday broke out?"

Jiang Heng took a sip of coffee, but he didn't say anything terrible.

"Of course I remember," Fang Yuan recalled following his words, it was impossible for him to forget such a thing,

"During that zombie wave, many zombies were evolved, their jumping power, attack power, and agility were improved, and a large-scale attack occurred, many people died, and the original refuge fell into one..."

He was just lucky at the time, hiding in a warehouse underground, and escaped unharmed.

"At that time, I was a member of the battle, although I was not a forward," Jiang Heng said slowly, with a relaxed tone as always, "At that time, the most powerful weapons against zombies were bombs and flames. I was in that incident. ...was burnt."

"Burns? Serious?"

"It's not serious, but it's disfigured." Jiang Heng drew a range on his face and covered almost half of his face. "It's probably all burnt out. It's extremely ugly!"

"..."

Fang Yuan fell silent.

When Jiang Heng said this, his tone turned brisk, as if he was afraid that Fang Yuan would worry, "It was really scary! I mean, I woke up in the hospital, and when I looked in the mirror, I gave myself a fright! I was not frightened when I faced zombies, but I was almost ugly to death by myself, do you think it's annoying or not?"

After these two jokes, Jiang Heng continued to eat a big mouthful of the burger, squinted his eyes and sighed, "Hey, it's a pity that I don't have a handsome and charming face from now on."

"Is this the point?" Fang Yuan finally couldn't help complaining.

Jiang Heng blinked at him, "That's it, who made none of my teammates eye-catching?"

Fang Yuan lowered his head and ate the fried egg, instead of chatting with him as usual, because he was distracted, he almost sprinkled the sugar as salt.

He remembered where he had seen Jiang Heng.

Before he was reborn, the Jiang Heng he saw was disfigured, so he always felt that Jiang Heng looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw him.

only……

The encounter at that time was when he was desperate, Jiang Heng found out and gave him a helping hand.

Fang Yuan was penniless, the food and water he brought were not enough, and he encountered robbers and took most of them away. When he was about to starve to death, he ran into Jiang Heng's team.

He has no abilities, no materials, no intelligence, and he has a sprained ankle. The team originally didn't want to accept a new member like him, no, to be precise, it was a burden.

It was Jiang Heng who suddenly stood up and bailed him out, allowing him to stay.

"Didn't he want to go to City E? We happened to pass by there, so let's take him along the way, and we'll separate from him when we get to City E."

Fang Yuan didn't know where he was at the time, or how far the road was, but when he saw Jiang Heng appearing, he knew that he was saved.

He didn't know Jiang Heng's name, didn't know that he was also a supernatural being, and even after getting help, he didn't dare to go up to talk to him, for fear of being mistaken for someone who was greedy and wanted to ask for more benefits.

At that time, Jiang Heng, wearing a mask because of his disfigurement, had a vicious temperament and a bloody smell on his body. In Fang Yuan's mind, he left a tall, calm, and solemn image of a hero.

As for the Jiang Heng in front of him...although he is also a great hero.

Fang Yuan really couldn't connect him with the taciturn masked man in his memory.

"Fang Yuan?" Jiang Heng was talking, and finally realized that the landlord was distracted, and raised his hand in front of his eyes, "What's wrong?"

"...It's nothing." Fang Yuan glanced at him and decided not to tell the truth yet.

Anyway, Jiang Heng didn't think about it, so he just pretended to be stupid for a few days.

Fang Yuan looked at him and asked tentatively, "So do you feel better today?"

"which aspect?"

"Your... PTSD? Find the crux?"

He still remembered that Jiang Heng said at the beginning that he was in a bad state of mind because of the doomsday events, and he needed to live in his fortress to feel safe.

Jiang Heng also said that if he remembered everything, he might be able to trace the root cause and heal the symptoms.

Now, remembering the disfigurement, Fang Yuan hoped that this was Jiang Heng's worst experience.

"This..." Jiang Heng thought seriously, and shook his head after a few seconds, "I don't feel anything special, although the burns and disfigurement are terrible, but I feel that I was cool at that time, not to the point of leaving a shadow .”

Then you are really good.

Fang Yuan sighed.

However, thinking about it carefully, Jiang Heng, the masked man in his impression, really didn't look like he was worried. Although he looked calm and tall, he gave people the impression that he was more reliable and gentle.

It was really strange, at that time Jiang Heng was obviously unsmiling, and kept a straight face all day long, but he felt very kind, and on the way towards City E, he hid in the dark and peeped many times.

He used to think that Jiang Heng was an uncle who was many years older than himself, and he had beautiful fantasies and longings for him. After we parted, he had dreamed of that mask several times...

No, this kind of thing, this kind of thinking, must not let the current Jiang Heng know.

Fang Yuan silently lowered his head and drank the soy milk, and once again strengthened his belief in keeping the secret to the end, and wanted to bury the secret in the deepest part.

"Hey, why is your face a little red? Have you caught a cold?"

"No, it's hot." Summer has come, Fang Yuan found the most appropriate excuse, got up and walked to the refrigerator as if nothing had happened, with an extremely calm expression, took out two cans of iced Coke, threw one to Jiang Heng, and the other iced one. on his own cheek.

Fang Yuan looked at the refrigerator for two more seconds, and suddenly felt that he drank a lot of drinks in the past few days, and the refrigerator was still full.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for this question to pop up, and the case was solved at night.

With a click, Fang Yuan stood by the wall, turned on the ceiling light in the living room, squinted his eyes at the person in front of the refrigerator,

"what are you doing?"

Jiang Heng held two cans of Coke in his hand, with an innocent face, "Replenishment...you didn't sleep?"

"Replenishment??" Fang Yuan was shocked and puzzled, "Is this from the warehouse, or did you buy it new? So you've been—"

"Yes, I just bought it from the grocery store." Jiang Heng put the last can of Coke in, placed it in the last row, successfully filled the refrigerator, and smiled calmly, "Don't you think this looks very satisfying?"

"..." Fang Yuan helped his forehead helplessly.

I don't think so, you hoarding obsessive-compulsive disorder.

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