Chapter 167

Steve wrote down his whereabouts on paper and put it in a prominent place in the living room.

After locking the doors and windows, the two men thumped down the old stairs. The yellow and greasy walls of her husband's apartment building even reflected the reflection of people. They came to the road in a hurry. On the road in the morning, the well cover was still steaming.

Tramps like to sleep on it, which will at least keep them from freezing to death on winter nights, but this year is different, people's cold comes from their hearts.

Shivering on the road, they can not see the shivering black clothes on the streets, which can be seen on the streets.

They walked quickly around the bloodstain as if the body were still there.

"How do we get there?"

Steve looked at the deserted street. Although he didn't know what the Great Depression meant, he understood the general meaning of the quiet and strange street.

"Take the subway, that's cheap." Bucky said, pulling him to the corner of the street, the nearest subway station is still some distance, they have to cross a block.

Steve wrapped up his clothes. He pinched the corners of his clothes.

"But... I have no money."

"And your allowance?"

Bucky didn't stop and kept pulling him.

"It was handed over to my father last month. My family wants to buy food."

Although the pocket money is only a little bit, it can't be wasted at all.

"I knew it, but it's OK. I'll pay for it today." Bucky slapped his chest with a smile and jumped over a pool of sewage: "after all, I forced you to come out."

They are going to work to earn money, not to play. Bucky can go by himself. However, he has to pay more for Steve's travel expenses, which makes Steve very embarrassed.

"Bucky..."

"OK, don't be like girls, we are good friends." Bucky made a look of disgust. He was most afraid of Steve's "affectionate" look at him. The more moved he was, the colder he felt: "besides, we will make more money today. If we can get a pile of food by using the Jimei toll, we are all big winners."

The open street is no longer as prosperous as it used to be. The road echoes with the sound of two people's feet, which looks like a ghost city.

As usual, those beautiful cars have disappeared, and now only occasionally some people are wandering in the street like walking corpses. No one even looks at them as if they do not exist.

But Steve and Bucky have been used to it these days. These people have become like this after the stock market crash.

He and Bucky discussed the matter, and then agreed that the "stock market crash" should be a serious disease that can make people stupid.

The two celebrated that their families had not become fools, and then sold newspapers, but business was predictable.

By bypassing the "living corpses", they got into the subway station, where it was much warmer. Besides them, there were more people than on the road, but these people were half dead, lying or sitting on the ground.

Looking at the children, they both looked away, numb.

Bucky leaned close to Steve's ear and whispered, "if we make food, we won't be able to take the subway when we come back. These people will even eat us."

Steve looked around and walked quickly. Bucky said he thought that the eyes of these people were terrible.

Finally, surrounded by weird eyes, Bucky and Steve came to the subway. They quickly hid and could feel their hearts beating.

"God." Bucky crossed his chest and swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "these people seem to be more strange than before, just like... Like..."

"like dead people, right? They're trying to eat our dead." Steve said what Bucky wanted to say according to his heart.

Those people seem to have no human feelings at all. In their empty eyes, there is only appetite and darkness.

Bucky patted Steve on the shoulder, and they found a place to sit in the open carriage. The cold seat gave them a little sense of security.

"You're right. Damn it. We shouldn't have gone out today."

"It doesn't matter. It's safe during the day." Steve calmed down. He knew that even if these people were crazy, they wouldn't like passers-by during the day.

Before dark, they could take the tram home on the ground, only for a few cents more.

"I hope I'm lucky today."

Bucky nodded. He pressed his lips hard. He had the habit of doing this when he was nervous.

In the dark tunnel, only the weak light in the subway, two people's hearts are up and down.Usually when there are many people, they don't feel it, but now the emptiness brings them fear.

Here, it's too quiet, the silence of the empty let two people's hair stand.

The interior of the carriage that can't be seen has not been cleaned for a long time. There are garbage and stains everywhere, like the harbor hit by typhoon.

It is estimated that only the driver of the subway is a living person, which makes them feel worse. All they can hear is the sound of each other's breathing, as well as the collision of wheels and rails outside the window.

"Shall we go to the front carriage? Talk to the driver? " After a quiet moment, Bucky suggested to Steve.

"No, it's better not to disturb other people's work. We are the only one here. In fact, it's quite safe."

Steve rejected the offer, at least their car was OK.

Fortunately, he refused. If they went to the front of the bus and saw the driver driving the subway with a numb face, he was a "living corpse". I think they would be scared to death.

"The city has become like a graveyard. I went to the cemetery once and got sick when I got home." Bucky also told Steve that the topic did not help them in their current situation, he just had nothing to talk about.

Steve squeezed out a smile and took something out of his pocket and handed it to Bucky. It was a piece of hard candy with very poor packaging.

"My mother gave me this when she went out. You can eat it. Sweet things will make you feel better."

Bucky took the candy, held it in his hand and clapped it on one side of the armrest. The poor candy immediately turned into two. He spread out his hand and tore open the wrapping paper.

"Half of us."

Steve laughed and picked up half of Bucky's hand: "that's OK."

In the age when there was no zombie concept, they realized the fear of biochemical crisis through brain toning. It has to be said that the experience of going out this time greatly increased their courage.

As long as they have each other at their side, encourage and support each other, there is no insurmountable difficulty.

At least for now, Steve, who hasn't been captain of the United States, and Bucky, who is not a winter soldier, think so.

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