Dark Moon Era

It’s ridiculous. Tang Ling looked at Su Yao in front of him, and only had the idea in his heart.

He couldn’t describe his despair, how hard he tried to live with his mother-in-law and younger sister in the Safety Sector, but after waking up, he found that he was only alive and still in the Safety Sector, facing a completely strange one, like Bull-like strong man.

What to say? What is the response? Tang Ling has no fear at all! Without the inner pillar, he is not afraid of death.

“Okay.” After staring at Tang Ling with a blank eye for almost a minute, Su Yao felt a deep frustration in his heart and threw Tang Ling onto the bed.

“That’s how you treat your life-saving benefactor.” Su Yao was a little angry, but more helpless, he nestled in the sofa, put his long, strong legs on the little table, and sent out ‘咚’ A muffled sound.

Once again, he took out a cigarette and put it on, and Su Yao felt that it was necessary for him to take another medicine.

Tang Ling didn’t respond. What kind of posture did Su Yao throw him on the bed, and what posture did he keep? In fact, Tang Ling couldn’t move anymore, and his physical weakness was stronger than before. .

Besides, he stood still at the window for almost eight hours.

That was the only belief that supported him. If there was really hell, when he got there, he could at least tell his mother-in-law and younger sister what the 17 Safety Sector looks like.

Actually, it’s not like heaven here.

Muddy roads, dense stone houses layer by layer, some are tall and some are short, but they are like depression of each and everyone ant box.

The eyes are not too far away, and this kind of congestion is so dark that many places can not even see the light, as dark as the evening.

Even if this is just the corner of the Safety Sector 17, where can they go happier than people in the settlement?

Perhaps a sense of security?

There was desperate numbness in Tang Ling’s heartache, and there was no sense of knocking at the door.

Instead, Su Yao glanced at Tang Ling like a dead dog on the bed and opened the door.

It turned out that the cook was wearing a sexy bearing and charming temperament, twisted his waist, and walked into the room with a pot of fragrant broth.

She didn’t care about Tang Ling. After putting Tang on the table, she just watched Su Yao twisting and refused to leave, but was dismissed by Su Yao’s bad eyes and had to leave.

“Drink.” Su Yao put the broth in front of Tang Ling, feeling that his tone was already very gentle.

In fact, this broth sells very well, boiled for almost a whole day, boiled with steam, and the milky soup is exuded with oily flowers, and the originally strong and strong gluten has been softened. The flesh is about to separate.

Green, precious vegetables were probably added last, floating on the milky white soup.

This extravagant broth, Tang Ling lived for fifteen years. Don’t say I’ve seen it, it sounds unimaginable.

Even so, Tang Ling didn’t even turn his eyes.

“Hehe, in this era, there is not even basic piety in the face of food! It seems that after you recover, you will treat you like this, and I will need fiercely to stab you several times.” Su Yao was surprisingly no longer angry , Squeezed his fists, made a burst of bones.

He was calm and didn’t talk anymore, but walked to the corner of the room, opened the locker, took out a backpack, and then picked up Tang Ling and threw it in front of the backpack.

There was a muffled sound on the hard ground, but Tang Ling was surprisingly lacking even the pain in his body, but Su Yao squatted down without a panic and ripped off his backpack.

A bloody skirt passed to Tang Ling’s eyes.

Tang Ling looked up abruptly. Although the skirt was shabby and shabby, he could recognize the familiar pattern and patches at a glance.

Fabric skirt, Shan Shan’s favorite and most luxurious one.

Even if she flees, she deliberately puts her skirt inside.

Almost grabbed the skirt, Tang Ling held it tightly in his hands, buried his face in the skirt, and seemed to be able to smell the familiar aroma of dried clover.

“Shanshan …” Tang Ling’s throat made a dry, unpleasant word, trying to cry without tears, and his eyes hurt terribly.

“It’s a pity that I only found this. In this era, you may have to get used to a living person, and there will be nothing left in the eyes.” Su Yao’s tone softened, and he could see that he wanted to be comforted, but he could speak only Makes people more desperate.

Tang Ling didn’t talk about it, but there was a trace of gratitude in his eyes. He didn’t care about his life, but he was grateful that this man could still find this tattered skirt.

“Here, it’s for you. There is no way, there are very few bodies left, so …” while speaking, Su Yao took a small jar from his backpack and put it in front of Tang Ling.

Tang Ling is not stupid. He understands what Su Yao is talking about. He took the clay jar in one hand and was incredibly light.

Tang Ling was too white, with knuckles.

That was his only strength, all he could catch was the tattered skirt in front of him and the jar containing the mother-in-law’s ashes.

“Thank you.” Tang Ling bowed her head, uttering these two words hard, but her eyes became more empty.

The relic is not comfort, but it shatters the last trace of hope and fantasy.

“Thank you for the meaning of these two words? I thought hatred can support you.” Su Yao took a deep breath and narrowed her eyes again.

Tang Ling is at a loss, hatred? Are you looking for those corpses? The life he longed for was with younger sister and mother-in-law.

Does it make sense to find corpses who are completely unconscious? Tang Ling has no motivation.

Su Yao was not in a hurry. He just crossed his knees in front of Tang Ling, exhaled a thick cigarette, and then took something out of his arms and handed it to Tang Ling’s eyes.

“You don’t think everything is a coincidence, right? Come take a look at this, everything is wrong, and the debtor is the owner! If you are a man, even if you want to die, you should have an account. ? “

“Perhaps it is hard to blame these stupid seniors in 17 Safety Sector?” It seemed that the fire was not fierce enough, Su Yao added deliberately.

Looking at the things in Su Yao’s hands, Tang Ling stared wide-eyed suddenly. He was so shocked that he wanted to stand up, and his weakness made him kneel on the ground.

“Where, where did you come from?” Tang Ling’s breathing became extremely rapid, and his weakness made it difficult to speak. Now when he asked this sentence, he exhausted his energy and turned his face flushed.

“It’s a pity that the battle came. I didn’t win, but it was my life! But, in the future, do you have a reason not to win?” Su Yao casually.

Tang Ling caught the things in Su Yao’s hands, and that was a strand of silvery white hair.