Chapter 42 Chapter 4 Haimei

At the end of the world, people will really scare themselves to death. But it will not scare me to death, because I have been looking forward to this day day and night. You probably think that my life experience is miserable, I live a miserable life without a meal, and I only want to get out of this miserable world. Actually, you are wrong. My name is Haimei. During the 18 years since I came to this world, at most, my fingers got numb from playing games, and I got acute enteritis from eating seafood—if this is considered suffering.Although my father is only a trivial section chief, this position is a fat post in the district government who holds the key seal. Businessmen often visit the family, leaving behind a bulging Chinese cigarette or a heavy cheap leather bag.In less than a few years, my family bought a luxury house in the city center and added a detached villa in the suburbs, and prepared the immigration conditions for me to go to Australia.My mother, who works at the cultural bureau with nothing to do, has already driven an Audi A6.She knew that Dad had other women outside, but she never quarreled, so I pretended I didn't know anything.I don't care if my father has a mistress, as long as he gives me pocket money as usual every month, I can buy nice clothes, change my iPhone, go to the airport to catch up with Mayday... Sometimes I also think, if there is no money, if my father gets into it Prison (almost zero chance), if Mom and Dad don't want me (unless a paternity test confirms that I was the wrong baby in the hospital)...or even, if the end of the world comes.

Just like the rural children who don’t have enough to eat think about how to earn money to support their families every day, the hourly cleaner who cleans my house thinks about how to get some oil from his boss to bring back home, and the outsiders who sweep the street at the school gate often hope to find a mobile phone Or a purse—for they had nothing, and I was born with none of these things, but one—adventure. Dad also arranged my life ten years later.It doesn't matter if you fail all the college entrance examinations, you will definitely be sent to study abroad anyway.It doesn't matter if I don't graduate from university, he will arrange me to work in a company that guarantees income from droughts and floods.It doesn't matter if you can't go to work, he will also book my husband in advance-girls, it's OK to marry well.

I hate this future, but I have no ability to change it.I couldn't leave the money my father gave me, I couldn't leave the comfortable life he gave me, and I couldn't even leave the envy of others because of my father's power.I am afraid that once I lose these things and have nothing, I will be mercilessly ridiculed by everyone, and I will bear those contemptuous eyes all day long-because I also look at others with such eyes. If I become a pauper, Ding Zi, the daughter of a wealthy businessman, will immediately look down on me from the bottom of her heart.Although we were best buddies for three years in high school and we usually called each other wives, I believe she would comfort me in every possible way on the surface, vowing to be friends with me regardless of poverty or wealth—but how long can she persist?Maybe every one or two weeks, I will gradually become cold and alienated. I think the clothes on my body are cheap, the mobile phone I use is a fake, I can’t afford even the most ordinary restaurants, and I don’t want to buy concerts with her. Then she looked at me with disgust, and finally simply deleted me from her world. Even if I stood in front of her eyes, she only regarded me as a sad passerby or corpse B.

April 1, Sunday, night, 22:19.Ding Zi and I were visiting the Future Dream Mall. We were going down the escalator when a boy of our age came up on the opposite side. I fell in love with him the first time I saw him. This is the first time I have fallen in love with a man other than Mayday's Ashin. Damn it, I never thought I'd fall in love with someone at first sight! But, I stared into his eyes, but he was looking at Ding Zi's face. How shameless this made me, even though it was only for a few seconds.Ding Zi also only focused on looking at the boy's eyes, and didn't notice my pale face.

Suddenly, a big earthquake happened-if we had walked a minute earlier, maybe we both would have died outside in the end of the world.The escalator broke in two, I instinctively ran to the fourth floor, but Ding Zi and the boy were left on the escalator.There was chaos at the time, and there was no one on the escalator when I turned back.I didn't know where to find them, and I didn't even know if they were dead or alive, so I could only follow the fleeing crowd to the ground floor.Many people are digging for escape routes, but I have no interest. I have thought of the possibility of the end of the world, or hope that this imagination will become a reality.So, I began to look for a space to survive in the doomsday.

When the atrium on the ground floor collapsed and trampled, and countless people died in an instant, I found the ideal doomsday survival room deep in the supermarket on the second basement floor.so perfect!Just like what was said on the Internet, with such a structure and environment, plus so many things in the supermarket - if human beings can live another 24 hours, I will definitely last until the last second. I don't care about the life and death of those above.If the whole world has come to an end, as I hope, then no doubt my parents are dead too - it is sad indeed, and I still love them, and not just because they love me too.But it's not my fault, is it?Am I God?Did I say that I want the end of the world, and the earth will be Game Over immediately?Anyway, I'm a victim too.It's a bit sad, but also a bit exciting, probably because I was born with Stockholm Syndrome.

Following the instructions in the Doomsday Survival Manual, I guarded this small room alone, constantly storing all kinds of food and necessities.When I confirmed that these hoarded materials would be enough for me to survive for at least a week, I safely picked up the iPad and played Plants vs. Zombies until Ding Zi brought the boy to find me. The joy of reuniting with my best friend lasted only half a minute before being replaced by sadness, although I didn't show it on my face.Xiaoguang - how much I like this name, I don't care if it's his real name, or what his last name is, I just care who the girl he likes is.But when the earthquake happened, he and Ding Zi escaped together. The adventure of the two of them will probably lead to love, or at least goodwill.and I?A mental patient pitifully hiding in the doomsday survival room——does Xiaoguang think so?

When everyone is trying to survive in the doomsday, Ding Zi and Xiaoguang kept the secret for me, and did not let others know that I have a secret base here - otherwise, when the crisis comes, those SBs will definitely seize my new home, just like The poor ghosts living in crumbling houses dreamed all day long to move into the mansions and villas my dad bought.However, Ding Zi still invited me to live on the third floor. She said that there was a women's clothing store that was spacious and clean, and it was very suitable for our two lives.But I declined her invitation. Although it would make it harder to meet Xiao Guang, isn't that just a luxury?I can't leave my doomsday survival room, the paradise in the doomsday that I built for myself.

On the first morning of the end of the world, I spent it safely in the hut on the second floor of the basement——I didn’t dream of my parents, I hope they rest in peace in heaven, I only dreamed of Xiaoguang, and dreamed of his fine black hair s eyes. The next day, Ding Zi and Xiao Guang came to see me.I don't know what happened between them, and I also know that even if I ask Ding Zi quietly, it is impossible for her to tell me the truth. Xiaoguang said that he didn't choose a certain restaurant or shop to live in, but wandered around the Future Dream Mall all night, because he was used to the life of night and day, and even if the end of the world, he couldn't adjust.I stared into Xiaoguang's eyes and believed everything he said, because this was what I had dreamed in the early morning.

The three of us hung out together, mostly "purchasing" groceries at the supermarket.By the way, I stock up on all the chewing gum in the supermarket in the bunker.Chewing gum has been my favorite since I was a child, but my mother said that chewing gum would damage my teeth, and my father said that only bad girls chew gum, and it would be embarrassing if my colleagues saw it.They confiscated all my chewing gum and had to check my bag every time I got home, chewing gum was the only prohibited item.I can only chew a big meal outside, and give it to Ding Zi if I can't finish it.Now, I have chewing gum that I can't finish for several years, various brands and flavors, I chewed three sticks in one go, this is the only happy thing in the doomsday.

Although I have my own doomsday survival room, it is impossible to be in it 24 hours a day, and I am still forced to get along with many people.Among the twenty or so survivors, there must be people I like, and there are also people I hate-for example, the rich second generation named Guo Xiaojun was stabbed to death on the third day, and he was still wearing his clothes until he died. Dior suit. Good to die!Which hero is killing harm for the people?I really want to send a pennant to the murderer. However, Xiao Guang sighed, and I found a kind of sorrow that pierced my bones from his eyes.I really want to whisper into his ear: Is it worth it for this kind of scum? On that night, Axiang, the hair-washing girl, went crazy for some reason.She killed four seriously wounded people in a row at the Haagen-Dazs store on the ground floor, and then fled to the supermarket on the basement floor to resist with a knife, but was killed by Zhou Xuan in self-defense—this kind of person who came out of the ravine Aren't savages who have not been educated since childhood naturally good at murder and arson?Even a woman is no exception.At the same time, people found a crashed Lexus SUV in the garage on the third floor underground, and the security guard Yang Bing died in the car.The men struggled to remove his body and threw it to the fourth floor underground. Overnight, six people died in a row!The survivors were all in danger, and naturally linked Yang Bing with Axiang's death.However, only Mr. Luo, who has watched the surveillance video of the basement, knows the reason. Anyway, I didn't dig out any gossip until I died. I found a strange phenomenon, besides Xiaoguang, there is often another person beside Ding Zi - a female cleaner.This woman is in her forties, she looks like a country girl, why does she always get close to Ding Zi?I know the temper of my buddies. Ding Zi usually looks down on the poor the most, especially the cleaning women. It seems that they will get dirty if they get close to them.However, when she faced the female cleaner, she had a complicated expression on her face.I don't believe that the end of the world will turn people, there must be some kind of hidden secret.Therefore, as long as I leave the underground fortress, I will quietly observe Ding Zi, and occasionally follow the female cleaner. This is something I never dreamed of before.How could I follow such a lowly person!In my dictionary, female cleaners belong to the fourth class. What?You ask me, what is the first-class person in my dictionary? Of course, it is Mr. Luo, the owner of Future Dream Building. In his eternally indifferent eyes, I found a kind of nobility—the nobility in the bones and blood vessels, which can be cultivated at least a few generations. How can an upstart like Guo Xiaojun compare it?He has a restrained, quiet, and stoic temperament. I respect and even admire this man from the bottom of my heart.My dad would feel ashamed if he stood in front of him.Yes, Mr. Luo is the real nobleman. Professor Wu can also be regarded as a first-class person. He comes from a famous academic family.If it weren't for his theory, I wouldn't be obsessed with doomsday survival.Although his wealth and power cannot be compared with that of Mr. Luo, isn't the right to speak a greater power?He can respond to every call, and just a few words on Weibo have attracted tens of millions of attention from all over the world.From this perspective, he is also a powerful person. The second class of people is like me—the parents are in good condition, although they are not rich, but at least they will have enough food and drink for the rest of their lives.The same is true for Ding Zi, her father is in the import and export business, flying around the world, earning a net profit of a Porsche for every order he makes.Although I was a best friend for three years in high school, I have never been to her house. I heard that it is a house of 100,000 yuan per square meter-compared with real luxury houses, my house can only be regarded as a farmer's house.Compared with the students whose parents are ordinary office workers, only Ding Zi is worthy of playing with me.I often envy and hate her because she is prettier than me and her family is richer than mine, but I must make friends with her, otherwise I will be eliminated by this society. The third class, such as the third-rate writer Zhou Xuan.I have never heard of his mystery novels. Compared with our little four, he is a piece of trash!However, he was born in this city after all, and I heard that he grew up nearby, and graduated from Siyi Middle School where I am studying many years ago.Thinking of the old relationship between seniors, I classify them into the third class - white-collar workers also belong to this class, such as that wretched man named Xu Pengfei.And Mo Xing'er was the same. The fourth class includes Tao Ye, a supermarket employee, Yang Bing, a security guard, A Xiang, a shampoo girl, and a middle-aged female cleaner.Not only clothing, grooming, temperament, skin color, I believe that urban people and rural people are even genetically different, even if they are stripped and mixed together, they can be distinguished at a glance.Tao Ye had read some books, and spent all day with Zhou Xuan in the bookstore on the fourth floor, but every time he passed behind me, although I didn't smell anything, I always felt a smell of garlic in my heart, and I didn't dare to let him get closer.I think of taking the bus when I was in elementary school, and every Spring Festival, it was crowded with migrant workers carrying big bags and even shoulder poles. I was about to be fainted by the smell of those people——Tao Ye, Yang Bing, A Xiang, the female cleaner , Where to go back and forth! In fact, there is a fifth-class person, but no one remembers him!Well, I'm too lazy to say so as not to dirty my mouth. Among the survivors is a Japanese mother and son, who are not among the groups I have listed.Yoko Yutian has a special temperament, and she takes care of her son meticulously. Maybe when I become a mother in the future, I won't be as careful and serious as her—idiot!Do you still want to do this at the end of the world?There is no future!In the solid doomsday survival chamber, I stroked my belly, eighteen year old's belly was beautiful and tight, it never had a chance to bulge and carry a baby.Tears can't help but flow down your cheeks, are you thinking too much?Let's talk about Tamada Yoko's son Zhengtai, I think he looks like a vampire!That's right, although she looks cute, her pale face and strange eyes make her very uncomfortable. Finally, I left out one person, and I did it on purpose. Xiaoguang, I don’t know what kind of person he should be, but I believe that everyone in the world can be classified into a certain level, and he must have his own affiliation—hope it is the one I respect and envy. Wait.Judging from his melancholy and deep eyes, I believed that my wish would be true. Yes, I like him, but I can't get close to him because my buddy likes him too.I could only look at him from afar, and occasionally, when Ding Zi was away, I would say a few words that were almost irrelevant to him.And he always looked absent-minded, he didn't know where to focus his eyes, and he didn't know if he heard my words.I tentatively asked him about his background too, and all he said was that he was a killer - so fucking cool! On the fifth night underground, I didn't sleep in my fortress for the first time, but followed Xiaoguang all the way to the entrance of the Japanese restaurant on the fourth floor.I don't know who lives here, but there are lights inside.Xiaoguang huddled in a corner far away, while I hid behind a counter further away.Soon, a young woman walked out of the Japanese restaurant, but she couldn't see clearly from the distance and darkness. Xiaoguang squatted in place, I could only watch him from afar.A minute later, another man came out of the Japanese restaurant, smoking a cigarette outside the door—the red fire was on, but his face could not be seen.Apparently, he violated Mr. Luo's rules - no smoking, to prevent any possible fire.Xiaoguang kept staring at him until the man smoked several cigarettes in succession, and each cigarette butt was stuffed into a container, probably the ashtray he brought out.After about half an hour like this, the man returned to the Japanese restaurant again, and Xiaoguang was still lurking outside—is he going to spend the whole night like this? I couldn't hold it any longer, and was about to go to sleep when I bumped into a person rushing down from upstairs.The other party let out a sad cry, and it was still a woman's voice.I thought I had bumped into a female ghost, so I turned around and ran away, but was caught.I felt her body temperature and trembling violently, so I turned on the flashlight and found that it was Mo Xing'er.Her face was full of tears, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were red, and her clothes were disheveled, as if she had escaped from a concentration camp. "I...I...was...raped...violated..." I didn't understand it at first, but when I looked at her again, I understood it immediately-I'm not a little girl, and I know this is the most miserable experience for a woman. I helped her down to the third floor, where most people lived, and I yelled, "Is anyone there?" After a few minutes, almost everyone came out.Yoko Yutian helped Mo Xing'er clean up his body, while the men picked up their weapons and went upstairs to hunt down the shameful rapist - it was said that it was the white-collar worker named Xu Pengfei.How could it be him?Look at his dispirited look! I was so scared that I fled to the second basement floor and hid in my doomsday survival room, praying that I would never see that pervert again.I couldn't sleep anymore, and stayed up until six o'clock in the morning. I quietly walked out of the fort, and when I passed the basement, I ran into Mo Xing'er by accident—her hair had been combed again, her face was wiped clean, and her complexion was not clear. But it was frighteningly pale, with red eyes and dull eyes.I didn't dare to talk to her, and I didn't know why she came down, so I could only walk around her and come to the lobby on the ground floor alone. Looking up at the nine-story building in the atrium, men's voices could be heard vaguely. It seemed that Xu Pengfei had been searching for Xu Pengfei all night.Suddenly, I heard another familiar voice from somewhere on the ground floor.I walked over without a sound, and at the door of the women's toilet, I saw Ding Zi and that female cleaner—fuck, why are you with this low-class person again? I noticed that Ding Zi's face was haggard, her lips were trembling, and there were still tears in the corners of her eyes.The country woman bullied her? "Leave me alone!" Ding Zi yelled at the female cleaner. The middle-aged woman in her forties stumbled back two steps: "I can't do it. Ever since I was trapped underground, I've been worrying about you every day." "Get out! Get out of here!" "I'm sorry, I know, I shouldn't appear in front of you." The female cleaner bowed her head aggrievedly, but Ding Zi retaliated more violently: "Why didn't you get crushed to death in the earthquake earlier?" "You... you... actually... said... such words..." Finally, she couldn't help but shed tears—in fact, Ding Zi also said what was in my heart, why would such a person survive the end of the world?It also wastes the limited air, water and food underground, and it will be clean if you die early! Unexpectedly, the words of the female cleaner actually stimulated Ding Zi, her tears couldn't stop flowing, she rushed to the other end of the corridor, passed through a small door, and ran to the ground floor of Future Dream Hotel.The cleaning lady ran after her, but she couldn't run fast because she had just been injured.I dare not be seen by her or Ding Zi, so I can only follow behind her. When they came to the hotel lobby, the female cleaner held a flashlight and shone into the darkness.At this moment, a strange sound came from the small room behind the reception desk.She rushed in immediately, and within a few seconds, there was a scream inside, and I could tell it was Ding Zi's voice.In the blink of an eye, a man ran out of the small room, and it turned out to be Xu Pengfei!The rapist, covered in blood, ran out in panic, past my large hidden flower pot, and fled back to the ground floor atrium of Future Dream Mall. Of course I didn't dare to follow the rapist, so I rushed straight into the small room at the front desk of the hotel, just wanting to know how Ding Zi was doing. A flashlight rolled down on the ground, illuminating the body—I am sure that the female cleaner is dead. This middle-aged woman died with a grievance, and she still looked at Ding Zi until she died.There was a knife stuck in his chest, blood had already stained his whole body, including Ding Zi's hands.I noticed a strange detail - Ding Zi was holding a tag-like card in her hand, which looked like the work card of a female cleaner.I also screamed.Ding Zi was completely indifferent. Although her clothes were disheveled and she seemed to have been bullied by that pervert, she knelt on the ground like a sculpture, staring at the female cleaner, with big tears falling from her eyes and dripping on the face of the dead woman. When my two-minute intermittent screaming stopped, Ding Zi looked up at my face, and her blood-stained hands stuffed the female cleaner's work card into her pocket. Maybe it was because my scream was too fierce, which attracted Zhou Xuan and Tao Ye, and Xiao Guang also followed behind them.They were all shocked by this scene, Xiaoguang hugged Ding Zi's shoulders tightly - it was like a glass cover was added in front of my eyes, and I never dared to get close to my former best friend. Others dragged the body of the cleaning woman to the fourth basement level for burial.A few minutes later, I heard that when they passed by the underground supermarket, they accidentally found Xu Pengfei's body. An electric drill was still in his eye, and it was estimated that the drill bit had pierced his brain. Xiaoguang and I still stayed in place to accompany Ding Zi, but she kept her head down and shed tears, unwilling to say a word to us.I still told Xiaoguang that when the cleaning woman first entered the small room, the rapists Xu Pengfei and Ding Zi were both there, and it was obvious that the murderer was Xu Pengfei. Suddenly, I felt a little despicable.I wanted to let Xiaoguang know that the rapist had been alone with Ding Zi, and Ding Zi looked disheveled—an evil hint. Sure enough, this seemingly careless but malicious statement caused Xiaoguang to react strongly, he suddenly turned his head and stared into my eyes, forcing me to take a half step back guiltily, and then lowered my head and said, "I'm not lying. " That's right, I didn't lie, and Xiaoguang also believed that it was the truth.He looked at Ding Zi again, and sighed slightly.Then, he kissed her lips without hesitation in front of me! Finally, Ding Zi buried her head in his arms—I felt that she was afraid to look me in the eyes. This scene deeply stimulated me. This charming young man in front of me is the only man I have ever loved, but he doesn't care about my feelings at all, just treat me as air? I backed away shamelessly, and just as I was about to escape wiping my tears, his voice sounded behind me: "Haimi, please take care of Ding Zi again, I'll go get some water and food, as well as towels and Clothes here." After saying that, he rushed out like a gust of wind. I walked up to Ding Zi and looked at this sad girl sitting on the ground, as if she had just lost someone who was extremely important to me——I vaguely guessed something.There has been a gap between me and her.I am deeply ashamed, both for myself and for her.Buddies?Girlfriend?Jinlan?What else is there?I just feel that I have been cheated. I have been cheated for three whole years, like a fool being played by someone! "Ding Zi, let me ask you a question." She lowered her head and dared not answer a word. I followed closely: "What is your relationship with the woman who died just now?" Ding Zi reacted, raised her head tremblingly, stared at me resentfully, and still did not speak. "You don't dare to answer, do you?" I have always been unreasonable, but today I have to ask for a result, "We have been best friends for three years, and you know what kind of person I hate the most! One is the poor , the other is a liar. Tell me, you haven't lied to me!" She still didn't answer. "In the past three years in high school, you have always said that your family is very rich, and you have been using your credit card to buy all kinds of valuable things, and you often give me expensive gifts. However, you have never brought any of your classmates to your house, and I I've never seen your parents, or even your car. You made up everything, didn't you?" Ding Zi still had her lips tightly shut, trembling silently, staring at me blankly, as if blood was about to burst from her eyes.However, this unprecedented look in her eyes aroused my anger even more—"You have been lying to me! In fact, you are an inferior person from a humble background, how dare you pretend to be a rich person with me?" Intercourse! How can a person be so shameless?" Before I finished the last sentence, I saw Ding Zi pick up something without saying a word, and when he got close to my eyes, I realized that it was a glass vase that was originally on the ground. There was no chance to dodge at all, the vase fell on my head.It hurts... The glass vase was surprisingly heavy, and the moment it hit my skull, it turned into countless hard fragments.Among them, the sharpest pieces pierced deeply into my temples like the tip of a knife, and then into my brain... I watched my blood, like red champagne, splash on the ruthless face opposite, it was Ding Zi The face of eighteen. Red, flooding my eyes...hell is red. I'm dead.