black vine fairy tale

Zhang Xinlin simply packed up his things and left the abandoned warehouse.

Standing in front of the warehouse door, he couldn't help but glance to the west.The purpose of him and Chen Ling coming to this city was the survivor organization in this city, but the whereabouts of this survivor organization was uncertain. Zhang Xinlin and Chen Ling investigated for many days before finally confirming that the survivor organization was now located in the west of the city.But while making a more precise location on the survivor organization, Zhang Xinlin entered that room, and was attacked by mutated vines.

At this time, has Chen Ling found that organization safely?Before leaving, Zhang Xinlin wanted to pray for this only remaining friend, so he clasped his hands together, begging Mu Shuo to bless Chen Ling for safety.

He had already vaguely felt that his life was gradually being lost, and the poison of the vine was deeply rooted in his brain. Perhaps, getting rid of Chen Ling was the most correct decision he made at the end of his life.The feeling of witnessing the death of a close friend was not good. Zhang Xinlin added one item in his prayer, hoping that Chen Ling would never have to suffer such pain again.

And the stupidest decision he made at the end of his life was to find a dandelion in the last days.

Zhang Xinlin put on his backpack and walked on the weeds that covered the road, and he could vaguely discern that the road under his feet was the original city road.Since the "doomsday", in order to avoid some mutant animals and plants with super high intelligence, living humans can only hide everywhere.Therefore, this was the first time in two years that Zhang Xinlin walked in the sunshine so comfortably.

Today's sun is gentle and gentle, even if it is just after noon, it will not make people feel uncomfortable.As a gust of wind blew past, Zhang Xinlin narrowed her eyes, feeling that her headache seemed to have eased a bit.

He stepped over the cracks in the pavement hidden under blades of grass, kicking crumbling asphalt aside.On both sides of the road, human remains can be seen faintly.The wind blows through the shattered glass doors, over the ivy-crowded shelves of the supermarket, and out through the collapsed top.Occasionally, one or two fallen billboards can be seen in the grass. The usable parts have been removed, and the remaining parts are entangled by various plants, and the original text cannot be seen clearly.

Zhang Xinlin's luck seems to be very good today, until now, no mutated animals or plants have come to trouble him.But all the same, he hadn't been able to find a single dandelion after walking all this way.

Zhang Xinlin's footsteps became more and more vain, and his headache had gradually turned into a feeling of rising discomfort.His vision has been affected, and it is blurry from time to time.But things didn't seem so bad-his sense of smell was also affected, but this effect made him intoxicated-he smelled the smell of grass and lake water.

Such a familiar smell... Zhang Xinlin's consciousness has fallen into a semi-fuzzy state. He moved forward mechanically, but his thoughts seemed to be wrapped in warm water.A mutated sparrow by the road saw him and tilted its head, but then flew away.A mutated lizard hiding in the dark observed him for a while, then also turned around and left.

Zhang Xinlin just walked forward in the dead silence.He was still wondering where this familiar smell came from.

By the way, it's Mu Shuo, Mu Shuo...

Zhang Xinlin paused in the dreamlike realm, and then fell heavily to the ground.

He remembered that the fragrance of the gentle night wind was whispered by him and Mu Shuo in the starry sky and by the lake.

That was after the end of the day, but this memory is shrouded in a layer of intoxicating beauty.

He dreamed that he was sitting on the edge of a lake with his arms around his knees.Sitting next to him was Mu Shuo.

It was late at night, and there was no moon in the sky, replaced by an astonishingly large number of stars.A huge band of light traversed the endless night sky, and the earth seemed to be dyed with its brilliance.But even though the Milky Way is so prosperous and beautiful, it is still only a small part of the night sky curtain.Beyond the Milky Way, there are even more vast star clusters.Among the white twinkling stars, a few fiery red or bright blue stars are particularly dazzling. Against the backdrop of the dark night, they shine with a distant and mysterious luster. The entire night sky is no longer monotonous because of the existence of these few stars. , leaving a deep imprint on people's eyes.

In the lake water, such a starry sky is reflected, and the sky and the earth seem to be no longer separated. The twinkling stars surround the two sitting by the lake. In the vast space and endless silence, the scene of the end seems to be far away from them. The steady and long breathing of the two was left behind.

A field of dandelions grows by the lake.Mu Shuo picked up the dandelion plant in his hand that had already produced seeds, poked the white fluff with his fingers, and then rubbed the fluff on Zhang Xinlin's cheek.

Zhang Xinlin's mood was unusually calm at this moment. He smiled, turned to Mu Shuo and said, "How old are you? Itchy, stop making trouble."

Mu Shuo raised the dandelion plant to his eyes, and placed it next to Zhang Xinlin's cheek, who was in sight: "Hmm, I just suddenly remembered that you seemed to propose to me in front of the dandelion statue in the university."

Mu Shuo smiled: "Who knew you were so impatient. I prepared for several days to give you a surprise, but you beat me to it. It was raining so much at that time, and you didn't know how to hide?" As soon as you hide, propose to me in the heavy rain."

After all, he chuckled a few times.Zhang Xinlin's face turned red all of a sudden, she turned her eyes away and whispered, "I... I wasn't in such a hurry, I was, I just didn't react..."

Mu Shuo laughed and said, "That's a marriage proposal ceremony that only happens once in a lifetime, are you going to fool around like this?"

Zhang Xinlin's neck was red, and she whispered: "After that, I will give you another marriage proposal ceremony."

Mu Shuo chuckled and said, "It's me who wants to give you a marriage proposal ceremony. After all, I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

After a sound of rustling clothes, Zhang Xinlin felt that she had fallen into a warm embrace, and the coolness of the night wind dissipated in this embrace.

Mu Shuo hugged Zhang Xinlin from behind, relying on his height and physique advantages, let Zhang Xinlin fall into his arms.Mu Shuo held up the dandelion plant, rested his chin on Zhang Xinlin's shoulder, and whispered in Zhang Xinlin's ear, "Don't talk about that... Let me ask you, do you know why I was looking at that dandelion statue at that time?"

Zhang Xinlin closed her eyes and let herself sink into Mu Shuo's body temperature: "I know, you made up that dandelion story. You have told me several times, from childhood to adulthood, how could I not know."

Mu Shuo said, "Do you mind if I say it again?"

Zhang Xinlin let out an "um" from his nasal cavity, and found a more comfortable position to nest in Mu Shuo's arms, feeling Mu Shuo's breath brushing against his neck.

Mu Shuo rubbed his cheek against Zhang Xinlin's soft hair, and his words fell gently on Zhang Xinlin's ear with the gentle night wind and the starlight all over the lake:

"Once upon a time, in a distant land, the dandelion was a divine messenger. If you spoke to the dandelion's white umbrella, your words would be stored in the little black box below. When the wind blows, The flower umbrella will fly to the person you miss with your words."

"So, in this country, there are large tracts of dandelions blooming. Later, because this country has won many wars with neighboring countries, the victorious soldiers used dandelions to convey the news of victory to their relatives in their hometown, so , the dandelion has become a symbol of luck, victory and homecoming."

Zhang Xinlin said lazily: "Stop, stop, this story ends here."

Mu Shuo smiled: "What's the matter, the following stories have to reflect my level. How can the stories I make up be so superficial."

Zhang Xinlin covered Mu Shuo's mouth with her hand: "Why are you superficial? It's fine. Don't tell the rest of the story."

Mu Shuo showed a helpless smile. Whenever Zhang Xinlin made a willful request, he would have this expression: "Okay, okay, then I won't talk about it."

Zhang Xinlin retracted into Mu Shuo's arms again, and the two felt each other's breath and heartbeat in the gentle night wind.The cruelty and despair of the doomsday are isolated from this piece of starlight, so that the two people in the starlight can steal this short time of cuddling each other.The hands of the two were tightly intertwined, and the rings on their hands reflected each other's starlight.

The calm lake reflects the sky full of stars, and the silent brilliance gradually fluctuates and blurs; under the night, the dandelions that have not yet produced fruit are tightly closed, and a few dandelions that have formed white umbrellas sway a few times in the wind. It was rolled and flew away, leaving only a bare base.The night wind gradually picked up, and Zhang Xinlin sat alone by the lake, being blown by the cool night wind, she unconsciously hugged her knees tightly.But even though he curled up, the cold night wind still permeated his cheeks, the pinnae of his ears, and the crest of his neck. He buried his face deeply, and tears shattered the starlight all over the lake. .

Meng woke up again, but this time, Zhang Xinlin tightly closed her eyes, unwilling to wake up.Maybe after sitting for a while, Mu Shuo will come back, and he will hold him in his arms as before, their cheeks will be close together, Zhang Xinlin's lips will brush against the corners of Mu Shuo's lips, and the two will still be in perfect harmony. Closely dependent on each other in the night.

He didn't want to open his eyes.After opening his eyes, he could only see boundless ruins.