Grandpa is growing grass

After the National Day, as December approaches, a topic that has lasted for a long time is being discussed enthusiastically in the chat rooms of major forums: the end of the world.Kong Meili is naturally unavoidable, holding a large plate of vegetable salad to browse the web is very happy.

This chat room is called Zombie Loss of Reason. As the name suggests, it is a small website established by a group of zombie fanatics.The website is quite hidden, Kong Meili climbed here only by chance, he doesn’t like zombies very much, as long as he thinks of those tattered bodies, he gets a headache, he hits the keyboard——

Zombie 3234: If the zombie is not so tattered, I might look at it more.

Immediately someone replied below, "Fitness coach, please give me a girl's mobile phone number", Kong Meili calmly ignored it.He was one of the few remaining non-zombie fanatics in the chat room. At the beginning, he was pinched every day, but later, for some reason, he blended into the atmosphere of the chat room and almost became a legendary figure.He stood up holding the clean plate, and turned firmly into the kitchen.If he had known earlier, he shouldn't have exposed his career, so that a large group of wolves wanted to use his girl's mobile phone number every day.What he does is nothing else, just a small trainer in a small private fitness club, but what others lead are tough men who train their muscles, but what he leads is a large group of girls with soft voices and soft bodies.Because he himself doesn't have much muscle, he can't develop big muscles by nature, and his flexibility is comparable to that of a girl, so he was unanimously recommended by everyone as the chief male coach of the weight loss class.

After finishing her daze, Kong Meili sighed and put the washed dishes into the cupboard.Suddenly, the doorbell rang cheerfully—someone is coming!This realization made him flustered immediately. He washed his face and combed his hair, and took a deep breath to prepare himself mentally. He pretended to be nonchalant and opened the door.A man who was nearly a head taller than him in [-] stood outside the door and smiled gently at him. The man had a very healthy bronze skin, he was tall and strong, with strong and smooth muscles, and he looked like a very handsome man. A man of strength.

The man's expression was very gentle, followed his footsteps, and said with concern: "What's the matter, have you been molested by someone in the chat room again? Your face is flushed." Kong Mei remained silent, and the man leaned closer to the computer to take a look, and raised his hand Everything I was wearing was taken into the kitchen.

Kong Meili's ears became even redder, and he scrambled a few strands of soft black hair a little frizzy, and couldn't help worrying: Every time I saw this person, I was in a hurry, it was too embarrassing, fortunately he deliberately opened the chat room in the morning, He thought that talking to others about the end of the world for a long time could ease the tension of meeting a little bit, but he was still embarrassed when people really came in front of him.

Yes, Mr. Kong Meili is not a fan of zombies, but he is passionately in love with his childhood sweetheart, Mr. Amen.Secret love, secret love, how many years has he been secretly in love with his childhood sweetheart?He can't remember clearly, but every time he looks back, that person is always by his side. If he doesn't say it, that person may never know for the rest of his life, so they may continue to live as good friends forever .Although he will be tormented by the mood of what he wants so much that he can't eat well and sleep well, but he is more afraid that he will become a stranger after speaking.He should be content to see each other from time to time like now.

He quietly looked at the strong and strong back and firm buttocks of his father, Amen, and his mouth was dry for a while.He couldn't think about it anymore, he threw away all kinds of gorgeous associations in his mind, and urgently needed to divert his attention from the topic. At this moment, a new round of doomsday discussion in the chat room appeared in the corner of his eye, so he asked the master father, Amen: "Black Mengmeng, do you believe in the end of the world?"

The master father, Amen, put the stirred eggs into the steamer, walked over to Kong Meili, pulled a chair and sat down, and asked, "Do you believe it or not?"

Kong Meili smelled the faint scent of soap on the master's father, Amen, and became a little distracted again, and responded absent-mindedly: "Trust me."

"Well," the master Amen leaned against the edge of the table and said with his head propped up, "then I believe it too."

The two looked at each other silently, and Kong Meili managed to hold on for three seconds before declaring her death in battle—the serious face of the master father, Amen, was really attractive to him.

……

The night fell quietly amid the chats, and it was time for Wanjia lights and food to smell.Kong Meili usually has two consecutive days off on Monday and Tuesday, and the master father, Amen, occasionally comes to live.When he first moved into this suite, Kong Meili didn’t feel much better. After the master father Amen came to live in him once, he began to feel the loneliness and desertedness of living alone, no one to talk to, cooking a clear soup and vermicelli by himself. There is only the sound of water when taking a shower, and only the laughter on the TV fills the emptiness of the entire room when sleeping.He cherishes every time he lives with the master Amen. When cooking, he will always actively saddle up and never be lazy. Like today, the master Amen makes scrambled eggs with cold melon. Kong Meili doesn’t like bitter melon but is also very serious When the master father, Amen, took the spoon, he handed things to the side. When the master father, Amen, cut the bones of the pig, he put on an apron. The service was meticulous.

During the meal, the two of them didn't talk much, but Kong Meili would secretly pay attention to the largest piece of meat and put it into the bowl of the person opposite.He ate vegetables that he didn't like but were said to be very nutritious, thinking to himself, how considerate he is, why doesn't Hei Mengmeng like him?

This kind of thinking is just a flash in the pan, and he knows that he is delusional.So he, who is not good at thinking too much, continued to bury his head in the rice, unconsciously eating the meat that the other party picked up, and he didn't realize that the piece of meat was bigger than the one he had just picked up.

After eating enough, the master father, Amen, took over the job of washing dishes. Kong Mei tried to help but was pushed out of the kitchen.He walked around the house several times to digest food, and finally wandered into the room.Two dustpans the size of washbasins were placed on the bookcase, like handicrafts. He picked up the dustpans and shouted outside, "Hei Mengmeng, come quickly, the game has begun."

"Come on, what are you buying so many eggs for?" Master Amen wiped his hands and walked into the room, and sat cross-legged across from Kong Meili, "I said it all, I have everything in my farm, so you don't need to buy those things."

"Okay, okay, wordy." Kong Mei urged, "Let's start?"

"Okay, start."

Two big men were holding a dustpan, and there were red and mung beans in the dustpan. They began to concentrate on... picking beans.This is a small game that the master father, Amen, suddenly asked Kong Meili to play with him since last year. Kong Meili didn't know what the other party's intentions were, but as long as he thought of being able to get in touch with the other party during the game, he hurriedly agreed.Been playing like this for almost a year now.

The small pot on the left contains red beans, and the one on the right contains mung beans. Although the master father Amen's fingers are thicker than Kong Meili's, their speed is not inferior at all, and there are signs of being ahead.

"Ahh! Why! Why did you win again!" Kong Meili rushed forward, strangled the neck of the master father Amen and roared, taking the opportunity to eat tofu.Master Father Amen let Kong Meili "violate" him, with a smile on his face, "Okay, okay, enough fun, get ready to sleep."

Kong Meili used the posture of getting up to ruthlessly touch the abdominal muscles of the master father, Amen, and reluctantly parted, and each went back to the room.Father Amen is used to going to bed early, so he couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he had to log into the chat room with his mobile phone to see what interesting things happened.

Zombie 10000: Whoa, whoa!You guys who obviously only think of zombies when it comes to the end of the world are so weak!

Zombie 0091: So what reason do you have to say that zombies cannot appear in the end of the world?How do you know you're not joking?

Kong Mei burst out laughing forcefully, zombies are kind of nonsense, right?I also want to say that people are talking nonsense.He looked through the chat history and found that the source came from a link, which was a post on the doomsday forum.All the popular posts on the forum are zombies, fighting monsters, earthquakes, tsunami meteorites and other passionate doomsday prediction posts, but this post is mainly unique-"The end is about to begin, zombies? Monsters? Tsunami? Wake up!"

The tone was really provocative, and Kong Meili was also aroused, so she pulled it down to take a look.There are only three lines in the post:

First, the end of the century is real and began on December 2012, 12.

Second: No zombies, no monsters, no earthquakes, no tsunamis... nothing you think. (ghost face expression)

Third: If you want to survive, hurry up and buy flashlights, lights, candles... everything that shines.Store water, pure water, mineral water, well water, river water, any water will do, it must be clean.Another: Food is free, so as not to stink.

Sister Kong is so happy, this person is really funny.Looking at the replies, it was quite deserted at first, but because of the counterattack of the people in the zombie chat room, a HOT label was instantly floated.The new member number 10000 in the chat room is probably the poster, right?Turning back to the chat room page, a sentence popped up.

Zombie 100000: ... I have terminal brain cancer. I let my family say these words. I will die soon. Do you think I have to lie?

Kong Meili was stunned for a moment, using her own life as a guarantee, the content of that post instantly changed the atmosphere.The chat room also fell silent.After thinking about it, he quit the chat room. He didn't want to get involved too much in these matters.He walked out of the bedroom calmly and came to the door of the guest room. The door was ajar, and through the crack of the door, he could see the moonlight by the window. The silver moonlight shrouded the bare-chested father Amen like water.Father Amen lowered his eyes halfway, unable to see his expression clearly, holding a dustpan and beans in his hands as if he was thinking about something.Kong Meili just stared at the picture in front of her quietly, without disturbing or making any movement.

His heart was far from being so peaceful.He always felt that something was going to happen. The topics in the chat room and the things that the master Amen asked him to do were all like shadows under the water, so fragmented that people couldn't figure it out, but there seemed to be some connection in the vagueness.

After standing by the door for a long time, the master father, Amen, moved, and the beans in the dustpan made a slight noise. Kong Meili suddenly recovered, and hurried back to the room.