MTL - Survivor 01 [Unlimited]-Chapter 115 Atlantis-[05]

Ye Fei hugged the warm insulated lunch box, opened the lid, and the smell filled the small broken house for a while.

There are three insulated lunch boxes, each with three layers. Ye Fei opened them one by one, and there were lion heads, sauced meat buns, roasted chicken legs, and even ham cakes.

All in all, it's what he likes to eat.

"Wow, so rich?" Ye Fei was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Jian Lingxi nodded with a smile.

But Ye Fei always felt that something was wrong:

"The food of their orthodox legion is so good?"

If he remembers correctly, doesn't the army eat quite simply? Even if the orthodox human beings are richer, they wouldn't be so rich, right?

Sure enough, Jian Lingxi lowered her head and arranged the three lunch boxes, saying:

"The barracks chef made it for me, and he is very nice."

Ah this.

Ye Fei silently decided not to ask Jian Lingxi any more questions.

But there is one thing to say, the chef of this army is really good, the roasted chicken legs with lion head wrapped in sauce are very delicious to Ye Fei, although the ham cakes are not as delicious as those in Lujiang No. I think people should be content.

Ah, the world between the two is really nourishing, and I don't know what happened to my sister and Xiao Gao.

Thinking of this, Ye Fei opened another can, paired with beer, and ate happily.

Jian Lingxi sat across from him, he didn't eat much by himself, most of the time he was looking at Ye Fei.

Later, he touched the mattress spread by Ye Fei in the middle of the shabby house, looked at the few fake flowers scattered around the mattress, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The flower was a white rose. Although it was a fake, it looked quite realistic at first glance. Jian Lingxi picked up one, squeezed the petals with her fingers, and asked:

"This is?"

"Oh, I picked it up in the supermarket."

Ye Fei's cheeks were swollen by the hot sauce, like a hamster.

He is serious:

"Life should have a sense of ritual. Looking at this little flower will make you feel better, right?"

"Uh-huh."

Jian Lingxi pinched the white rose in her hand, twirled it around a few times, and asked:

"Can this be given to me?"

"?"

Ye Fei looked at him, then at the fake flower.

He nodded:

"Of course you can."

It's just that she doesn't know what Jian Lingxi wants this thing for.

For this reason, Ye Fei also took a few glances at Jian Lingxi, and found that Jian Lingxi seemed to like the flower very much, and kept playing with it with her head down.

Ye Fei spent half a day comfortably eating delicious food, drinking wine and listening to music.

The only thing that was not so good was that in the evening, it was cloudy outside, and Ye Fei had a bad premonition at that time. Sure enough, not long after, there was thunder from the sky, and it began to rain patter outside the house.

If it rains, let it rain, and there is nothing to complain about, but the sad thing is that the roof of the small shabby house they live in has a leak, and the cold wind outside the house and raindrops pour in together.

Ye Fei stood under the hole in the roof, looking up at the rainy sky, feeling a little worried.

Until Jian Lingxi said behind him:

"Wait a minute, I'm going out for a while."

Ye Fei froze for a moment, not knowing what he was going to do, but still nodded.

But it didn't take long for him to know Jian Lingxi's whereabouts, because not long after Jian Lingxi left, the hole where the rain leaked from the small shabby house was blocked from the outside with a stone slab, and the sound of rain and thunder The sound was blocked outside the stone slab, muffled.

Ye Fei looked at the small broken house that had been repaired, and thought to herself for the hundredth time:

Staying with Little Snake was one of the best decisions he had ever made in his life.

The stone slabs blocked the leaking hole from the roof, and blocked the faint light that fell in from the outside.

There was only one window in the shabby house, but the window was covered with dust and was sealed with wooden boards from the inside, which made the light in the house pitifully dim.

Later, the door of the shabby house opened and closed, Ye Fei saw a very dark red color enter the door, but the other party did not make a sound.

Until the door was closed again, that color was also hidden in the darkness.

"Little snake, where are you?"

Ye Fei didn't hear the sound.

Jian Lingxi didn't reply to him either.

Ye Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, he leaned towards the door, and stretched out his hand to the blurry figure in front of him, wanting to touch him and see how the child was doing.

But before he touched him, a cold hand held him.

Ye Fei froze for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Playing hide-and-seek with me? Why don't you make a sound?"

"Little joke."

Jian Lingxi followed with a chuckle, and slightly let go of Ye Fei's hand.

But he couldn't let go of his fingers completely, because in the next second, Ye Fei grabbed him back.

Ye Fei's palm was warm, and the temperature spread to Jian Lingxi's cold fingers little by little, slowly warming the cold fingertips.

Ye Fei held Jian Lingxi with one hand, and the other hand went up along his chest, and touched the clothes wetted by the light rain, as well as Jian Lingxi's cold cheeks and wet hair.

"Is it so cold? Come on, I'll light a fire for you to keep warm."

He dragged Jian Lingxi into the room for a few steps before letting go.

The small shack seemed to be a small warehouse before, and Ye Fei found some things like grass leaves and newspapers piled up in the corner. He moved those things back in the dark, piled them together again, lit them with the lighter that Jian Lingxi brought back, and a small ball of dancing flames arose.

The small pile of fire lit up the dark shabby house, Jian Lingxi raised her eyes and glanced at Ye Fei, then took off her wet windbreaker and put it aside.

"Hurry up, don't get sick."

Ye Fei yawned and sat down by the fire.

Next to the fire lay a lighter and the pack of cigarettes that Jian Lingxi brought back.

Ye Fei raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked casually:

"Do you smoke?"

"No, I brought it for you."

"Huh? How do you know I smoke?"

Jian Ling paused.

He said:

"Guess."

"Then you guessed right."

Ye Fei pushed open the lid of the cigarette case and took out one from inside.

"Well, but I think Teacher Ye doesn't seem to like it now?"

"Hmm." Ye Fei nodded:

"I used to like to take one when I was under a lot of pressure. This thing really relieves pressure. But then, I was locked up. After five years, no matter how big the addiction is, it will fade away."

Ye Fei held the cigarette between her two fingers, moved to the side of the fire, and let the flames ignite the tail of the smoke.

Later, Jian Lingxi didn't speak any more, and Ye Fei wondered if he had chatted to death, so he found a new topic:

"By the way, little snake, we've known each other for so long, but I don't seem to have heard your story yet? Would you like to chat?"

"My story is not good."

Jian Lingxi chuckled lightly:

"When I was young, I lived for the sake of living, and later, I lived for others."

"Oh?" Ye Fei smelled an unusual breath:

"'Someone else'? The one you like?"

"En." Jian Lingxi responded:

"I have been chasing him for most of my life, but I run too slowly, always one step behind, and I can never catch up."

"Let her wait for you."

"He won't stay for anyone."

"Then, knowing that there is no result, you still have to keep going."

Ye Fei tilted her head slightly to look at Jian Lingxi.

While speaking, a white mist overflowed from between his lips and teeth, slightly covering his eyes.

"Yeah, it doesn't matter if we can't walk side by side, it's not bad to let him know that there is always someone behind him."

Jian Lingxi's voice is calm and gentle, mixed with the sound of rain outside, it is especially suitable for this atmosphere.

"Our little snake is still a little lover. If you secretly tell me who that person is, I might still know him. I'll help you chase him."

"No more." Jian Lingxi chuckled lightly:

"I'm a coward and shy."

This made Ye Fei laugh, and he shook his head without asking further questions.

"Be brave." Ye Fei sighed slightly:

"Otherwise, life is just a few decades, and you will miss it all."

…

Safe place

Ren Huayan and the other three were sitting in the tent, you look at me, I look at you.

The tent is the temporary residence assigned to them by members of the Dawn Church. At night, it seems to be raining outside, but the raindrops are blocked by the protective cover, which has little effect on the safe zone.

Later in the day, church members brought them food.

It was originally a safe area for refugees, and the food distributed was quite simple. Ren Huayan opened the disposable lunch box. In addition to rice, there were two small dried fish lying on the facade, and a small pile of roast beef with potatoes.

Ren Huayan tasted a piece of potato. The taste was obviously specially modified by Westerners to cater to Eastern tastes. It tasted a little strange, but she didn't pay much attention.

She picked a small mouthful of rice and chewed it slowly. When she looked up, she found that Esther on the opposite side had already wolfed down the dried fish, and the potatoes and beef hadn't moved at all.

"Do you like to eat fish?" Ren Huayan asked.

Esther responded, and then looked up at her blankly. When he raised his face, there were still a few grains of rice on the corner of his mouth.

"Then give you mine too."

Ren Huayan thinks that Esther is like a bad-tempered kitten, loves to blow hair and is arrogant, and now it seems that she is still picky.

So Ren Huayan was completely in the mood of feeding small animals, and didn't think much about it.

But Esther looked moved, his ears were a little red, and he picked the little fish over with a dull head.

Seeing that Ren Huayan only ate potatoes, he thought she liked them, so he gave her both potatoes and beef in his bowl.

Ren Huayan originally wanted to say no, but seeing Esther's serious face, she still watched helplessly as a small mountain of beef appeared in her lunch box.

"Thank you."

Ren Huayan and Esther thanked them, and picked out a small chopsticks of rice with lowered eyes, but when she raised her eyes, she caught a glimpse of another person beside her from the corner of her eye.

Ren Huayan was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look, and saw that it was the blue bird.

Qingniao's slightly long hair slightly blocked his blue eyes, but now, it was time to eat, but he was still wearing that mask.

Ren Huayan didn't know what he was going to do until Qingniao pointed to the beef in her bowl.

"Do you want to?"

Ren Huayan asked.

Blue Bird didn't answer, and he couldn't answer either.

He just lowered his eyes, and directly picked out the beef in Ren Huayan's lunch box with chopsticks.

Seeing his move, Esther on the opposite side exploded.

He almost jumps up:

"Stinky bird man! Why do you grab her meat! I gave it to her! Oh, I knew you must have no good intentions, but fortunately, I followed in, come on, let's fight, watch me Don't make you the meat in her bowl."

"Ah..." Ren Huayan didn't know why things turned out like this.

She smiled and shook her head:

"It's fine."

"Why is it okay? He robbed you of food, there is something to do!"

"I can't eat it, I'm allergic to beef."

Ren Huayan was very helpless.

"…ah??"

Esther's arrogant arrogance was extinguished.

He looked at the blue bird with a complicated expression:

"Then how does he know??"

The starting point is not to grab your meat to eat, it's just a coincidence.

Esther didn't say the latter sentence, because he found that Ren Huayan's expression seemed a little complicated.

She watched Qingniao pick out the beef in his lunch box, and then he stood up silently, without expressing anything, not even looking at Ren Huayan, just walked to the corner of the tent, and sat with Bubu.

She saw that the blue bird seemed to raise her hand to take off the mask, but the blue bird was facing her, and from her angle, she couldn't see the blue bird.

yes.

Ren Huayan was a little lost in thought, and she always had a faint sense of uneasiness in her heart.

How did he know.

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