The counterattack of the scheming beauty of the apocalypse

In the winter of 2032, in the northwest corner of the base slum.

Wei Yan was lying on the ground in a ragged singlet, his face, hands and feet were rotten from the cold, and his eyelids were covered with yellow and white pus.

The eyes cannot see, but the other senses are sharpened instead.

He heard the breathing of many people around him. Some of these people were too old to do work, some were seriously injured and had no hope of healing, and some were just born. All in all, they were all unable to support themselves and could only wait to die. people.

Snow fell heavily on his face, and he felt that he was about to die, and countless dusty memories appeared before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

When he was in high school, his parents hadn't divorced yet, but their relationship had already broken down. They quarreled frequently for three days, and slammed the door and left after the quarrel. No one cared about him.

At that time Qinggao, who had nothing to eat and couldn't bear to ask other people for help, obviously there was a poverty subsidy in his class, so he couldn't let go of his self-esteem to apply for it.

When I was in college, my parents were already divorced, and both sides formed new families. They didn't want such a light bulb like him to affect the atmosphere of the new family, so they all ignored him.

In order to save for college tuition, he worked three jobs during the summer vacation, and almost died of exhaustion before signing up.It was not easy to have books to read, and living expenses became a problem again.

At that time, he had already grown up, and there were several rich second generations in his class who pursued him, sending flowers, snacks, mobile phones, and even an upstart gave him a sports car.

He was unmoved, he just felt that these people were stupid, they didn't even say a word, they didn't understand his inner life at all, just looked at his face, they were jealous and desperate to die here.

Now it seems that he is the one who is really stupid. If he accepts one casually, he doesn't have to be exhausted from working part-time every day.

I finally graduated from university, thinking that I could find a formal job with my diploma and live a life without worrying about food and drink, but the end of the world came again.

Plagues, earthquakes, and tsunamis followed one after another, and the number of survivors in the world was less than one billion.

The government system has collapsed, banknotes have become waste paper, global forces have been reshuffled, and various bases have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

The strength of the base is uneven, the strong swallow the weak, and the weak swallow the weaker.

It has been chaotic for almost a year, and extreme weather has also come. The extreme heat and cold have caused a significant reduction in food production.

Now the leaders of the various bases are not in the mood to fight, and their stomachs are almost full. What's the point of fighting for territory?

At this time, Wei Yan still had a chance to counterattack with his face.

The second-in-command in the base took a fancy to him and gave him food and drinks in different ways every day.

Wei Yan refused without hesitation. He felt that he was strong enough to eat with his hands, and he didn't have to be traded for his ass by a fat old man.

The next day he refused, the second-in-command found someone to tie him up. He wanted the overlord to fight hard, but he resisted desperately, and kicked the second-in-command's lifeblood.

The second in command fainted from the pain, and when he woke up, he scratched his face, beat him hard, and threw him to the side of the road to fend for himself.

He lay bloodied by the side of the road for three days. His wound was festered and inflamed by the scorching sun, and the stench was foul.

The cleaners were afraid that the smell would affect the environment in the inner city, so they put him on a garbage cart and transported him to the slums in the outer city for disposal.

There are a lot of people sneaking around in the slums.After Wei Yan lay down for less than half an hour, his clothes were taken away and replaced by food.

He was so hungry that he had no strength to resist, his whole body felt uncomfortable, his brain throbbed with pain, his stomach seemed to be on fire, and he felt that he was about to die.

It's a pity that he didn't die.

Before losing consciousness, he heard countless people cheering in the slum.

When he woke up again, he was on a clean mat. An old woman was wiping his body with a handkerchief. Seeing that he woke up, she was very surprised, and hurriedly helped him to feed him porridge.

He learned from the old woman's words that the leader of their base sent a letter to another large base a few days ago, pleading for attachment, the large base replied yesterday, and will send agricultural experts to conduct a field inspection this evening.

But the experts came early, and the base leaders were caught off guard.

At that time, it was still dark, the guard was dozing off, the street hadn’t been cleaned, garbage and feces could be seen everywhere, flies were flying in the air in groups, maggots burrowed into the wounds of patients, starvation was everywhere, it was like a world A vision of hell.

The experts were dumbfounded.

The leader of the base who received the notification came in a hurry before he could change into his pajamas. The expert came back to his senses, looked at the leader's oily face and sighed.

The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled in the slums had enough to eat. Seriously ill patients like him even hired someone to take care of them.

Fortunately and unfortunately, he survived.

Such a good life lasted for another four days, the expert left with nothing to do, and the matter of attachment was gone.

The senior leaders of the base panicked. Their base is small and there are no top-notch agricultural talents. They can't grow any food in the field, and everyone is at a loss what to do.

Realizing that staying here would lead to a dead end, everyone began to use their own skills to find another way out.

After this group of capable and capable leaders leave, the remaining small leaders are garbage that cannot be supported by mud. Just be happy today, and don't care if there is no rice for tomorrow.

The poor people at the bottom are even more sad.

Wei Yan is even more difficult, he can no longer be a waiter with his current honor, he lost his old job and can't find a new job, so he can only go hungry.

Hunger accompanies every day that follows.

His pride and shame were all consumed by the haunting hunger.

He regretted it countless times when he woke up hungry in the middle of the night. If he was given another chance, he would definitely say yes to the second in command.

The snow was getting heavier, and the northwest corner was a vast expanse of whiteness.

Two cannery workers approached with carts.

Wei Yan's frozen body was shoveled into a plastic bucket by them. When the bucket was full, two staff members put the lid on and pushed the cart away.

In the summer of 2027, Wei Yan walked out of the school with his graduation certificate.

The sweet smell from the cake shop on the street and the meaty smell from the stir-fry restaurant rushed into his nostrils first, he swayed, and fell back limply.

A passerby rushed over to catch him.

Wei Yan leaned against this man's arms, his head aching like a splitting pain, and after a long while, he finally realized that he was reborn.He opened his eyes, looked at the passer-by who caught him, and was stunned--Cao, isn't this some kind of agricultural expert?

Wen Ruyi's ears were burning from the staring eyes. He built a small orchard, and he came to the city today to deliver goods to the supermarket.

After delivering the goods, I started to wander around, and without knowing it, I wandered to the vicinity of the university.

The vicinity of the university is good, there are young men and women everywhere, full of youthful atmosphere, which makes him feel young too.

In fact, Wen Ruxuan is not very old, only 25 years old, but after graduating from high school, he returned to his hometown in the countryside. His hometown was poor, and young people with a little ability went out to work, and the remaining old people in their [-]s and [-]s stayed in the dilapidated houses. day.After staying with the old man for a long time, his mentality is also old.

Wei Yan was in a state of confusion and didn't know what to do for a moment. He only knew that he couldn't let go of the opportunity in front of him, but he couldn't think of a way.

Wen Ruzhuo stretched out his hand and shook Wei Yan's eyes: "Student, can you see clearly? What's wrong with you, did you suffer from heatstroke?"

Wei Yan: "..." Yes, heatstroke, I closed my eyes and pretended to be dizzy.

Wen Ru's claws were numb, and he hesitated for a while before picking up Wei Yan and preparing to send him to the hospital.

He was very guilty, the person in his arms was as beautiful as a movie star, the touch of his hands was soft and elastic, how could a man's butt be so soft?Will he call me a hooligan when he wakes up?

Of course Wei Yan could feel a rough hand on his butt.

It was hot in summer, and everyone wore thin clothes. Through two thin layers of clothing, he could even feel the fine sweat oozing from the palms of men.

The small piece of fabric was soon soaked with sweat, and the damp heat climbed up his tailbone. Wei Yan felt very strange, but he couldn't move. After a few minutes, the man stopped, and a belt A steamy T-shirt covered his face.

Wei Yan: "..."

Wen Rujuan thought of covering Wei Yan's face only when he saw a little girl next to him holding an umbrella. He has rough skin and thick flesh and is not afraid of the sun.

Unlike the countryside, there are very few shirtless people in the city.For the next ten minutes or so, Wen Ruzhu was all looked at strangely, but he didn't pay attention, because all his attention was attracted by Wei Yan.

The soft and tender face was pressed against his chest, and his hot breath tickled his heartbeat.

After living for 25 years, it was the first time he had such close 'intimate' contact with his peers, how could he not be in a state of mind?

Wen Ruyan swallowed her saliva, her hands clenched unconsciously, and rushed to the hospital door in one go: "Doctor, doctor, come quickly, someone has fainted."

After a series of checks, Defender Yeon finally loses - he is still held by the man.

There are not enough hospital beds, so they can only stay in the corridor.

There were people coming and going in the corridor, Wen Ruzhuan chose a corner to hide in fear that passers-by would touch the bottle.He thought back to what the doctor had said.

"Young people, don't take your body seriously. How can you lose weight if you are so thin? Is it fun to make yourself hypoglycemic and malnourished?"

He asked, "Isn't it heatstroke?"

The doctor pushed his glasses: "Am I a doctor, or are you a doctor, how did you know he had heatstroke?"

Wen Ruzhu: "I guess."

"Why do you need a doctor if you can guess right? Is this your partner or your brother? Let's talk about him later. It's the 21st century, and it's not the 80s and [-]s. It's a skill to be able to make yourself like this."

Wen Ruzhe didn't speak, but the word 'object' was on the tip of his tongue repeatedly, feeling a tingling sweetness between his lips and tongue.

It would be great if this was his target.

When he was in junior high school, he knew that his sexual orientation was different from ordinary people. Other boys always liked to peek at beautiful girls, and they even passionately organized class evaluations.

He has no interest in such activities, but likes to observe the gentle and handsome study committee member in the class.

This observation lasted for one semester. During the winter vacation, he had a steaming dream, which was intertwined with sweat and heavy breathing.

Waking up from the dream, he called out the name of the study committee member.

Now he finally reacted and felt that the sky was falling.

He felt like a monster.

Other boys like girls, why does he like boys?

He was afraid of other people's strange eyes, and he didn't dare to confide in anyone, so he could only hold back. The more he held back, the more he became silent and inferior, and his grades plummeted.

He barely got into junior high school until he graduated, and he didn't get into high school, so he didn't want to go to school anymore. His grandma said that it would be hard to find a job if he didn't go to high school, so he just paid him to set up a school.

I have spent all my money, and I will not come back, so I can only bite the bullet and read it.

High school was very ordinary, and he had almost no sense of presence in the class. The only time he caught the attention of others was when he delivered a breakfast to Ban Hua.

Ban Hua blushed with anger, and threw the breakfast into the trash can in front of everyone.

Everyone laughed, some laughed at him that the toad wanted to eat swan meat, and some comforted him that there is no grass anywhere in the world, he pretended to be very depressed, but he was relieved in his heart, now no one will see that he likes it man.

Now that I think about it, I was so stupid at the time. I don’t need money to buy breakfast?Wouldn't it be nice to save those few dollars to be a wife?