Apocalypse "corpse"

Chapter 2 Mo Ke

The community with an area of ​​500 mu has nothing to promote. The only advantage is that the greening measures are relatively good.At this time, there was no one on duty outside the gate. I don’t know why the people from the property company went there. After expressing his sneer at the fact that the person who should be collecting the card in the gazebo has disappeared without a trace, Mo Qiu walked around in a familiar way. After leaving the exercise square, we came to the last gate of Building No. [-].

There are four units in a building, a total of six floors, and two residents on the first floor. It seems to be a well-regulated real estate. There is nothing to doubt, yes, is there nothing to doubt?Mo Qiu circled around, the neighborhood was quiet as if there was no one there, only the lights kept flickering, could this really be his home?Slowly climbed up to the second floor, the hand holding the railing was covered with black dust, it was a musty smell, and the stones under the feet made a "creaking" sound, very much like a grave.

Mo Qiu swallowed in silence, his footsteps were extraordinarily heavy in the silent air, the first and second steps, the automatic response lights seemed to be broken, no, there are no lights in the whole community, is there a power outage?In this case, the people from the property company should check the switch.

But obviously the street lights outside were still on... He couldn't figure it out anymore, so he simply put these things behind him.

Finally, they came to the second floor. Mo Qiu didn't like this floor, but there was nothing he could do. Only the rooms on this floor were sold at a low price. They... had no money.The key in his hand was a little hot. He aimed it at the keyhole, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened them again after three seconds. With the sound of "click", a burst of heat flowed from his brain Steaming upwards, the scorching temperature like magma eruption caused Mo Qiu to hug his forehead and fall down on the gray-black stone brick for a moment.

After the tinnitus, there was a clearer silence.The headache gradually eased, Mo Qiu frowned and stood up slowly, leaned against the wall to rest for a while, and then walked into the room hesitantly.

The home life of two bedrooms and one living room is the only thing Mo Qiu can afford. The first thing that catches his eyes is a small living room. Facing the door is a long outdated color TV. There are two old sofas with cotton already exposed inside, and the snowflake-shaped TV signal keeps making a "sizzling" sound, just like a scene in a ghost movie.Mo Qiu picked up the remote control with obvious stains and pressed the "off" button. In an instant, something sounded from the corner, which made Mo Qiu highly vigilant.

It seems that this community still has electricity, but how can there be thieves in my home? This is indeed my home, there is a key...the key, and it was not stolen... No, I don’t remember, I can’t remember it no matter how I think about it .

There was another "pop", and Mo Qiu hurriedly turned around and walked over. The living room was connected to a small kitchen, the air was covered with dust, and the tableware was neatly placed, but it was covered with dust.Heart beating violently, Mo Qiu stepped back and walked back to the gate, only to remember that his key hadn't been taken out yet, and hastily put it in his pocket, kicking his right leg backwards to close the gate, with a "click" sound coming from the back of his head , Mo Qiu looked back, it turned out to be a calendar with a big "6" on it, so it's June now?In June... a feeling of sadness and joy that didn't belong to him overflowed, and before he had time to think about it, Mo Qiu walked into the two bedroom doors next to the kitchen.

The one on the right belongs to parents, parents?Ah.

And the one on the left belongs to himself and...his.who is he?

His hands couldn't help but wanted to touch them, but they kept trembling because they were too frightened. The feeling of crying tormented him all the time, but before he could touch the doorknob, with a "squeak", the old wooden door slowed down. It opened slowly, and the dark space was revealed in front of Mo Qiu's eyes. The familiar dolls and decorations made him kneel directly on the ground, and he almost remembered, almost, almost, almost!

"Brother, what are you doing here? Wow, you won't be bored after walking such a short distance." The little bit of light penetrating from the darkness became bigger and bigger, and after covering Mo Qiu's entire vision, he forced him to close his eyes. His eyes were closed, and Mo Qiu woke up when the sound sounded. He tilted his head slightly to look around, but the surroundings were no longer gray and ruined. Although there were still not many furniture, they were all arranged in an orderly manner. Listening to the news, the kitchen smelled of white rice porridge. From a crack in the room, it could be seen that he was doing his homework.

Who is he?

"Oh? Brother? You won't really collapse, right? I just asked you to buy some vegetables and come back. After all, I don't seem to have seen the vegetables bought by brother. Where are the vegetables you bought? Did you hide them?" I'm in the clothes, I want to see, I want to see, I want to see..." The boy who is 1.6 meters straight opened the door and stood in front of Mo Qiu who was kneeling, his big eyes carefully aimed at Mo Qiu, and then jumped at him He began to tear his clothes in his arms, accompanied by a muffled laugh of "huchihuchi".

It's so familiar, it's so familiar that you don't even need to think about your hands before moving them.

"Small... huh?" With both hands pinching the cheerfully smiling cheeks and pulling, while the boy was yelling "Aww" and slapping him with little force, he hugged the still somewhat small body with all his strength, and countless brightly colored Pictures flowed out of my mind, including the doomsday, including my own survival with my brother, my brother's team, and my brother's death.What's going on now?Is this Xiao Ke?Is it really Xiao Ke?

"Brother Gulu, what are you doing?" Mo Ke, who was stuffed in his arms and almost breathless, struggled for a while and finally let himself come into contact with the fresh air, but saw that his brother was just staring at him in a daze like a puppet, so he waved his hand. With a wave, there was no response, Mo Ke said with a sad face, "It's over, brother is stupid, then I won't cook dinner for brother." Slumped to the floor.

"Are you Xiao Ke?" Mo Qiu leaned over again and groped Xiao Ke's facial features with both hands.

"Brother, are you alright?" Mo Ke finally felt that his brother was abnormal, and hurriedly stroked his forehead with his hand, "You don't have a fever? It shouldn't be this day, brother, you won't be in danger outside. Alright!" Mo Ke anxiously pinched Mo Qiu's shoulder vigorously, and the purple mark gradually emerged, "Ah, brother, I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Mo Qiu is now sure that the end of the day did happen in June, so, is it God's kindness to send him back to the time before the end of the day?Let him have a chance to start over, so that he can have happiness again?These must be real, right?

Also, by the way, today is Xiao Ke's birthday. He remembers that day... On that day, he bought Mo Ke a birthday present. Yes, he just remembered that he hadn't turned his pockets since he woke up. "Xiao Ke, I'm going to buy you a gift, you must take it well..." I can no longer give the gift he gave to others, that person... that scum...

Mo Ke couldn't understand, but he still sat quietly.

"This..." The little clay figurine was taken out from the right trouser pocket. Although the maker put in a lot of effort, it felt really weird. The expression on his face became a little hideous due to lack of skills. This was made by Mo Qiu himself. He can always do it, even if Mo Ke dies, he will always carry it with him, so it seems that Xiao Ke is always by his side.

"Ah?" Mo Ke was a little surprised after holding the four images with both hands, and then turned around and wiped his face flatly, "I'm going to cook, brother, go wash your hands and eat."

Their family is very poor, and they have no money to buy gifts. They always wish each other blessings on their birthdays. Mo Qiu is a little anxious. He thinks it must be because of his poor craftsmanship, which makes Xiao Ke feel that he doesn’t care about him at all. Xiao Ke, I’m sorry ...

But, no matter what, no matter how much Xiao Ke hates him, he still wants to protect him...