I don't know how long
The third person in charge patted me on the shoulder: "wake up, old city, he is not dead."
"He's not dead?"
"Just in a vegetative coma."
"Vegetative coma?"
"It may not be a bad thing..."
"Not a bad thing?"
"Maybe he can escape the virus."
"Virus?"
I just remember, I seem to have been repeating each other's words.
Every sentence is repeated
Because my brain stopped working at that time.
Apart from repetition, I can only repeat. It seems that I have lost the ability to make a sentence out of individual words.
"Well, it's the fourth generation variant. Sorry, we tried our best, but the fourth generation variant is too fast. At most, we can only postpone the outbreak of the virus." The third person in charge replied hoarsely.
"You don't have to be busy with things outside recently. Just stay here with him. As long as there are medical staff, he is not in danger for the time being." With that, he sighed deeply again, turned and walked away.
I just nodded.
I didn't even ask why Lotito was infected.
Because in this world shrouded in darkness, no one will always be shrouded in the sun. What about even the top architectural genius?
Over the years, classmates, teachers, Dad, mom, colleagues Almost every day, people become victims of the virus. Everyone is used to it, or numb.
What the person in charge lamented was not the departure of a person or a colleague
He will sigh, perhaps just because for the whole world, Luo Tiandong's departure is a huge loss.
But for him, that's all.
And he really tried his best. The mutation of the fourth generation virus is very strange. Luo Tiandong can still lie in the ICU and is not abandoned in the place where he was infected. He really tried his best!
On that day, the world lost a genius.
On that day, what I lost was the world.
……
In the following days, as the situation became more and more tense, fewer and fewer colleagues came here to visit.
The number of medical staff in charge of taking care of Luo Tiandong has been reduced.
Finally, in the sixth year, the last medical staff was instructed to leave.
"Miss Luo, come with me. Without the maintenance of medicine, Mr. Luo may mutate at any time. It's too dangerous for you here." Before the doctor left, he had sincerely advised me.
"Don't worry." I didn't say much.
I don't have the strength to say too much, just smile at her.
Over the years, I have talked less and less, and my words may be more and more unclear, right?
The doctor didn't persuade me any more. She packed up her things and illegally left me a few more injections that could delay the mutation of Luo Tiandong. Then she left here.
From then on, this little paradise built in the "sailing" refuge, like the small town arrived at the age of six, has become a forgotten corner of the world.
The injection will soon run out.
This is an era of shortage of medical resources. No matter how much contribution Luo Tiandong has made to human beings, it is impossible to spend meaningless resources on him all the time.
Drugs can only delay the virus, but they can't get rid of it.
Yes, this day, I know it will come sooner or later.
I helped Luo Tiandong, who was still in a coma, put on the best protective equipment and moved him to a secret room that I had designed and reconstructed in recent years.
I found the biggest lock and locked the house completely from inside.
I don't want to leave and I don't want to be disturbed.
Just use company as my last confession!
"Lotito, I love you!"
……
The notebook records here, it is near the end.
Zhang Ning was silent for a moment. With a light mouse, he pointed into the last page.
On that page, there is no diary record, just a deep handwriting, writing a sentence.
"If you have someone you like, tell them out loud now. Stranger, may you and the people in your story be brave enough to deserve happiness. "
The whole team base seems to be immersed in the story of this childhood sweetheart.
No one spoke, just breathing.
In the previous plot, Chen Yao and his colleagues either contacted Perot central laboratory, 404 Arsenal, or opened the past of the Big Bang
The jungle manor map, for the first time, allows them to follow the perspective of ordinary people and return to the era when the "home" was first built.
There is no cemetery for heroes.No famous doctor, no one hand can destroy the father of hundreds of thousands of people's machines
There are only two ordinary people here.
Brand new refuges, isolation zones, military cities, more advanced weapons and stronger defense equipment did not appear out of thin air.
In the hard struggle with the end of the world, countless ordinary people like Luo Tiandong and Luo Gucheng are struggling, surviving and dying every day
"Let's go." The beard gave a long sigh.
"Well." They just found out that their characters haven't quit the map yet.
Soon, everyone's roles were withdrawn, standing in front of the ruins of the subway, looking at the white building again
Bang.
Suddenly there was a shot inside.
"What's the situation?" Everyone looked into the room.
If it's two shots, I understand.
There was only one shot
There are many intriguing possibilities.
However, without waiting for them to explore more, their pictures became dark.
There is only one line left on their screen - you go, let it end quietly, take the booty, leave the first kill to others
"The trough! Can you stop jumping out at this time Beard has not yet eased from the plot, was prompted by the system to blow a hair!
The system prompt of life and death sniping, always make a sudden attack without paying attention, regardless of time, regardless of occasion, to see the random probability of mood, cold will come out to brush the sense of existence.
Zhang Ning's eyebrows were all jumping: "damn Leave the first killing to others... "
"How unfriendly!" Shen Zhaolou said.
"I prefer the story king to the system King..." Han Xiao said quietly, "stranger, may you and the people in your story be brave enough to deserve happiness."
Compared with those who write the plot, the group who write the system prompt is the scum who sell cute, play cheap and pit players!
Standing directly opposite Han Xiao, Pei pengtian, who was drinking water, raised his head and suddenly saw Han Xiao, who was looking at him. He was frightened and said, "no, ah Xiao, what do you want to say?"
"I want to say," Han Xiao saw Pei pengtian's face for a moment. When he thought of what he had misunderstood, he felt cold all over. In a flash, he changed into a smiling face. "No matter how brave you are, you don't deserve happiness!"
"Well What's the matter? " Pei pengtian blinked.
"Too fat!" Han Xiao snapped his fingers.
"Shit! Lao Tzu is on behalf of all fat people to destroy you... "