In the Apocalypse, Jiao Jiao Struggled Every Day

"Sure enough." The man inadvertently collected the bottle back.

Ni Yang hugged Xiao She nervously, his face pale with anxiety.

"Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao, hold on! Think about the baby, he is still so small..." Although he may not grow up in the future.

Xiao She started to twitch, he kept the last trace of clarity, pushed away Ni Yang in front of him, and slammed his head against the stone wall.

With a bang, Xiao She's face was bloodshed. Fine dust and small rocks fell, and the entire cave seemed to be shaken by Xiao She's movements.

"This is how to do ah!"

Ni Yang cried anxiously.

Lu Shiming pondered for a moment, raised his hand, and a crystal nucleus appeared in the slender white palm.

"What's this?" Ni Yang cried with red eyes, and the beautiful eyes were swollen like walnuts.

"Fan Mai's crystal nucleus. Give him a try."

"is that useful?"

Ni Yang stunned to take Fan Mai's crystal nucleus, and at a glance, he was almost unable to suppress himself. He was crawling on the ground, his face covered with blood, and he tried to climb towards the Xiao Xiao that gun was not far away.

"kill me……"

Seeing Ni Yang standing beside him, Xiao She curled up uncomfortably.

Looking at the appearance of Xiao She, as soon as Ni Yang gritted his teeth and pinched Xiao She's jaw, he plugged the crystal nucleus into him.

"Brother Xiao, swallow, swallow..."

Ni Yang knelt on the ground and pinched Xiao She's neck.

Xiao She swallowed unconsciously, and his throat knot rolled, and the crystal nucleus was swallowed by him.

In the cave is Xiao She's rapid gasping, as if she is enduring great pain.

His eyes turned white, and his fingers were deep in the sand.

"Lu Shiming, is it really useful?"

Ni Yang looked at Xiao She, who was still zombies, muttered to himself, and his arms were dropped. It seemed to be drained of the last trace of strength.

"Be a live horse doctor."

Lu Shiming finished, holding his little axe, and slowly stood up, "Someone chased over, I will solve it."

Su Ruanan, who dragged the oil bottle, volunteered, "I will go too."

Then Lu Shiming was pressed back into the pit.

The man went for a long time, and Xiao She was **** with a rope by Ni Yang and suppressed in a corner of the cave.

Xiao She's expression is ugly.

He struggled between Qingming and Chaos. The hill seemed to curl up tightly like a rock on the verge of collapse.

Ni Yang cannot get close.

She could only sit blankly, not crying, holding the gun in her hand.

Su Ruan walked past softly, stretched out her arms, and gently hugged her.

The sweet scent diffused in the cave, like the erosive flower blooming in the winter. The cold wind swept in, the girl's black hair was stacked, and the beautiful little white flowers were mixed with distinct grains of snow falling from the sky, and the ground was spreading.

Xiao She was buried in it, and her struggling body gradually calmed down.

Ni Yang's sobbing gradually calmed down.

Heaven and earth are in the same color, and the snow covers the mountains.

There was a loud blast outside.

Su Ruan turned his head violently, and before the reaction came, he was fascinated by the mountain wind mixed with Yinxue.

The voice outside became louder and louder, and something seemed uncontrollable.

When the snow crashed heavily, Su Ruanruan seemed to hear Lu Shiming's voice, but she couldn't see anything.

Her body seemed to have fallen into a void space.

The whole world began to twist.

The mountain collapsed and the grass and trees leaned, burying her in it.

"Puff, cough cough..."

Su Ruanan spit out suddenly with a blocked breath. She blinked and crawled out of the small white flower pile.

There is a fine wind in my ears, a quiet little courtyard in front of me, and a beautiful moon in the sky.

Wait, isn’t she in the mountains?

And shouldn’t it be winter now?

What about the big **** flying in front of her and this quiet and warm country style? Did she wear any strange farming culture again?

For example, two fools and his charming wife?

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a shrill cry rang out. It is a childish sadness.

Su Ruanyuan's subconscious mind was shocked, and immediately ran over with short legs.

This is a bungalow.

The door is locked.

The sound came from inside.

Su Ruanyuan reached out and pushed, but did not push away.

She saw the little axe hanging on the wall, and took it off, and then cut it violently.

With a "click", the lock fell off.

The door was pushed open.

There was a thick **** smell mixed with wine.

There was a mess in the room, and Su Ruanuan took the lead to face the half-breasted man in the blood pool with the drunken face.

She was startled to bloom.

The cool breeze swarmed with plain white flowers. Like a small whirlwind, he fascinated the man's eyes in the small cottage.

When Su Ruanyuan looked in again, in addition to the huge blood stains, there was the little boy who was curled up on the ground, dragging his clothes, covered in dirt, and was extremely frightened.

Su Ruan was stunned and reached out unconsciously.

The little boy ran away from her and ran forward.

Su Ruanyuan immediately threw away the axe and followed.

The little boy plunged into the haystack in the corner of the courtyard.

Su Ruanruan also poked Xiaoyu and followed.

The rough straw scraped her delicate skin, leaving red marks.

Ah, so good!

"We are playing hide-and-seek... ah, huh..."

It hurts, it hurts, it was bitten.

Su Ruanyuan, who tried to establish a friendly relationship with the young boy in the haystack, was frightened by the young boy's sharp teeth.

The little boy curled up in the corner of the firewood, and looked over with vigilance.

Like a cub, his hair was raised all over.

Su Ruan pouted grievously, holding her little bitten hand, and twisted her body angrily.

Behind him, the little boy did not move at all.

Just curled up with his knees.

Suddenly, there was a scolding voice in front.

Through the warm white moonlight, Su Ruanruan saw a man clutching his head, shaking out of the bungalow.

There was blood on his face, as if something was smashed hard.

Seeing the man, the little boy behind him suddenly stiffened.

He bit his lower lip, and the whole person was extremely tight.

Su Ruanan looked at him softly, then at the man again.

Because the distance was too far, the sky was too dark, and the blood that almost obscured the entire face, Su Ruanyuan could not clearly see the man's face, but she always felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity.

Maybe she did too much good things.

Alas, she always does such good deeds without names, which is really kind.

Those grandmothers who walked across the road would cry and thank her, and then walked back scolding herself.

The man over there seemed to realize something.

The ugly face came towards the tall haystack.

The little boy started to tremble.

He hid in the haystack, his face pale and abnormal. There was a blood stain on his cheek. It also reflects the sense of despair that the whole person is pale to powerless.

Su Ruan thought for a while, but didn't move.

Over there, the man scolded a few times on the haystack, but no one was found. He kicked again.

Coincidentally, it kicked on the little boy.

The little boy grunted and swallowed back quickly.

The voice was very quiet, and the man didn't find it, still kicking the haystack cursingly. It seems to be venting his anger.

The little boy tried to keep his eyes wide open. In the dark, only the bronze bells of men were left in his world, filled in his eyes, and swelled in his mind. He looked terrible like a beast. , Suck him into the abyss.

Suddenly, a soft hand extended from the side.

He gently covered his eyes.

The skin is delicate and warm like petals. With a sweet floral fragrance.

The little boy's stagnant breathing gradually calmed down.

It seemed to be quiet all around.

The soft and delicate touch enveloped him, as if returning to a warm harbor.

The man in front of him didn't know when he had left.

The hands on his eyes were slowly pulled away, and the palm of his hand gently passed his eyelashes.

The little boy stretched his hand subconsciously and grabbed that hand.

The power is extremely heavy, like the last craving.

Through the thin moonlight, he saw a deep tooth mark on his hand. The bright red blood stains blew along the skin texture, and ticked down on his chest.

It penetrated through the washed white fabric, hot and hot, as if stuck in his apex.

Su Ruanyan twitched her hand and did not pull away.

She wiped the sweat on her face with the other hand.

The little boy was stiff, and the whole person was covered in cold sweat as if he had just been taken out of the water.

The yard is very quiet.

Even the chicken is asleep.

Only the cicada sound from time to time on the tree outside the yard.

There were a lot of fireflies in the corner, and fluttering suddenly seemed to find something sweet to fly to Su Ruan'an.

"Hula hula" flew from group to group. Flowing fireflies in the dark night, illuminating the pretty little face.

The little boy was stunned and a little dazed.

Su Ruanyuan finally withdrew his hand.

She crawled out of the haystack and patted the debris on her body.

She was wearing thick clothes like a huge ball.

The weather is too hot.

Su Ruanyuan took off her clothes layer by layer.

Behind her is a huge full moon. Obscured by the jade, it was printed behind her. The slender and slim figure of the girl gradually appeared, like a fairy's transformation.

"Come out."

Su Ruanren, who had only a thin set of long pants, reached out to him.

The little boy lowered his eyes, not grabbing her hand, but crawling out of the haystack by himself.

The little boy was really thin, and his clothes were hanging empty, his eyes drooping red. The exposed skin is full of blue and purple marks.

Su Ruannuo walked carefully two steps, and a flower suddenly appeared in the palm of her hand.

The magical success of this magic attracted the attention of the little boy.

Su Ruanyuan saw the dull eyes glow slightly.

"Give it to you."

The little boy looked up and looked at the girl in front of him.

The little boy thought, she must be a fairy in the sky, to save his fairy.

The little boy reached out carefully.

He saw the dirt on his palm and shrank subconsciously.

Then he rubbed **** the clothes, and then carefully took Xiaobaihua over.

The sweet taste is exactly the same as the girl.

With a "bang" sound, there was a sudden sound over there, accompanied by a man's scolding, like the starting line of the gunshot of a 100-meter race.

The little boy was shocked and immediately grabbed Su Ruanran to run into the house.

Running up to the second floor in one breath, the little boy pushed open the door and stuffed Su Ruan softly into the huge closet, then moved out the table and chairs skillfully, blocked the door, and hid himself in the closet.

The hurried footsteps skipped outside the door and kicked the door.

The table and chairs rubbed against the ground, like a devil's whisper.

Every time the "thorn thorn" scratched the heart, tearing the nerves to the extreme.

"Oh shit!"

The voice outside calmed down, and the man seemed to be weak.

Finally, half an hour later, the outside was completely calm.

In the closet, the little boy's breath gradually calmed down.

He clutched the little white flower in his hand, trying to identify the girl's direction in the dark.

"Is he a bad person?"

The girl's sweet and soft voice rang in her ears, just like the sweetest wine in the world, she invaded her throat, invaded her internal organs, and eroded his limbs with its sweetness.

"It's my uncle." The young boy's voice was very dumb, as if he yelled for too long. However, he still can hear his youthful and sweet voice.

"Oh." Su Ruan softly picked her finger.

"You, who are you?" The little boy heard his heart beating like he was about to jump out of his chest.

He was a little scared and a little shy.

He was afraid that she would hear his heartbeat thunder.

"I am Su Ruanuan." The girl's sweet voice sounded, breaking through the darkness and grabbing his heart.

Su Ruanyuan, Su Ruanyuan, Su Ruanyuan...

"Me, I will report..."

The voice of the little boy sounded like he was trying to control something.

Su Ruanyuan suddenly patted his clever little head, "I know."

Isn't the little pitiful who is too scared just want to hug.

The little girl stretched out her thin arms, leaned forward slightly, and hugged the little boy close to the closet wall into her arms.

The sweet floral fragrance diffused, repelling the disgusting and rotten smell of summer.

This taste is stronger than before.

The little boy smelled such a sweet smell for the first time.

Like flowers, not like flowers.

This is a unique taste in the world.

The little boy thought, how good it would be if the taste could belong to him alone.

...

The summer is long and the dark wood is twirling.

The little boy closed his eyes in Su Ruan's arms, slender, thin and pitiful.

This is the most peaceful sleep of the little boy in recent years.

But when the first ray of sunlight in the early morning shot from that big hole, the little boy woke up in shock.

He opened those beautiful peach eyes, black and white as if covered with water.

He clutched Su Ruan's collar tightly in his hands and raised his head to see the people lying beside him breathing stagnated for three seconds, and then slowly and extremely long and exhaled gently.

As if afraid of breathing louder, she would scare away the little fairy in front of her.

The little boy reached out, carefully, and gently pushed open the corner of the wardrobe.

The light expanded instantly, and he saw the girl's face clearly.

Ying Bai Lei, beautiful and incredible.

He has never seen such a beautiful person.

Su Ruanyuan opened her eyes in a daze, and faced the small white porcelain face in front of her.

Behind her head was the thin arm of the teenager, and the teenager stiffened and knelt there, not knowing how long it hadn't moved.

Su Ruanyuan sat up in a daze, her long black hair drooped, and slid gently over the boy's clothes, bringing a sweet fragrance.

The little boy shrank nervously.

Su Ruanun's head tilted ignorantly, glanced at the half-closed wardrobe, and then half a small head looked out.

Finally he reached out and pinched a little boy's face.

"what."

The little boy was in pain.

"Does it hurt?"

Su Ruanyuan felt distressed for a while.

The little boy shook his head gently.

Su Ruan tilted her head softly and grabbed it again.

The little boy resisted the pain and flinched.

"Does it hurt?"

Su Ruanyuan asked again.

The little boy continued to shake his head.

Su Ruanyuan wanted to pinch again, and suddenly his wrist was held by the little boy, "I'll help you get medicine."

Su Ruan softly looked down, saw her hand with tooth marks, and suddenly yelled.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo good"

So is she dreaming?

...

The little boy skillfully took out a box with cotton swabs and disinfectant inside.

He carefully disinfected Su Ruan's hands with medicine and wrapped another bandage.

"Hoohoo..."

Su Ruanruan vigorously bulged his face and blew his hand while watching the young boy taking medicine.

It hurts so much.

Then she saw the bruises on the little boy, which was much worse than hers.

The little boy finished Su Ruan's medicine, and he skillfully gave himself the medicine.

The thin body is thin and thin, with clear roots and ribs, as if there is no good meal at all.

Su Ruan sat cross-legged on the little boy's bed and saw his schoolbag.

She tilted her head and looked at it.

"Three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulation."

Wow, does the math exam paper still have full marks?

Su Ruan, who had always been a river of red, looked at the name on the test paper in shock, then suddenly stopped.

Ok……

"That, what's your name?"

The little boy shyly said: "Lu Shiming."

With a snap, Su Ruanyuan's full score test paper fell to the ground.

She must still be dreaming.

Su Ruanyuan tried to slam himself to death with a quilt.

But it's useless.

She sat up under the quilt, and looked up at the small house in front of her.

No wonder, no wonder she feels so familiar with this room, the big wardrobe behind him, especially this little hole!

It turned out that here is... Lu Shiming's home.

And the person in front of her is Lu Shiming as a teenager?

Su Ruan opened those terrified big eyes softly, and looked at the little boy beside him tremblingly.

The little boy was wearing nervous clothes and stood there nervously.

Facing Su Ruan's gaze, he twisted his hands helplessly, and the thin body showed a shaky sense of shakyness under the hot sun.

"You, are you a fairy?"

The little boy summoned up his courage and looked up at Su Ruanyuan in front of him.

He looked no more than 13 or 14 years old. But it may just be because of chronic malnutrition, so it looks younger than the actual age.

He is unusually slender.

On the immature face, only the outline of Lu Shiming, who is a few years old, can be seen faintly.

In fact, the most confusing is the expression on his face.

Who can imagine that Lu Shiming's face will show such a pitiful expression like a lost little milk cat? It was pitiful to be bullied all the time.

The panic-stricken little eyes, especially when looking over with those big watery eyes, almost swelled into my heart.

Su Ruan swallowed softly.

This cub is so cute!

Su Ruan moved softly, trying to hug, but not daring to hug.

She was a little scared that the cub suddenly took out his little axe and chopped her hands to feed the chicken below.

"Guru..."

A clear stomach sound came from the room.

Su Ruanyuan subconsciously covered her stomach.

Then I found that the little boy on the opposite side blushed and looked like he could find a hole in the ground.

It turned out that her belly was not crying.

"Me, I'll take you to pull the lotus root."

The little boy took a deep breath and gave an invitation nervously.

Do not know why, he saw her at first glance, just like her.

I want to give her everything and everything.

...

The sound of the car went away, and the little boy carefully pushed the little girl who slept sweetly against her.

"Uncle is going to work, we can come out."

Su Ruanuan woke up, staring at the small round hole in the closet, rubbing in the dark and scratching her finger out.

There is a hole!

"Stuck, stuck, stuck, what to do... oh oh..."

I don't know why, this plot is so familiar.

Familiar with Su Ruanyuan, he wanted to blow up his smart little head.

Little boy:...

Su Ruan's beloved little cub went to the kitchen to steal a bottle of oil, rubbed her on her finger, and spent nearly half an hour before she helped her out of the trap.

"I won't poke holes anymore."

Su Ruanyuan swears while nibbling the cake.

The little boy wiped the oil in her hands with a towel, and then applied anti-tumor plaster.

There was warm sunshine outside the window.

The girl leaned against the window with half-eaten flatbread on hand.

She tilted her head slightly, not knowing when she fell asleep again.

After all, summer is so easy to make people sleepy.

The girl's long black satin-like hair was meandering down against the waistline of her back. He was wearing one of his old clothes.

The skin is white and the breath is shallow. The beautiful eyes closed gently, and the wings of the butterfly seemed to make the eyelashes tremble in the cold wind.

It's as elegant and charming as that beautiful butterfly.

The little boy was almost insane.

He stood there.

**The sun was setting and he was all over him.

Thin sweat trickled down his forehead and neck, and his clothes were half wet.

Suddenly, the little boy drew a book from his schoolbag.

He sat cross-legged and touched the tip of his nose lightly.

The sound of "Boo" was clearly audible in the narrow room where only the cicada's frog was heard.

The little boy carefully outlined the girl's soft and charming eyebrows.

In front of him suddenly cast a shadow, and then the girl with a sleepy voice.

"what are you doing?"

"No, nothing."

The little boy hurriedly closed his hand.

Su Ruanyuan didn't care, just continued to eat the half-bread.

Then he kept turning around the little boy, just like watching rare animals, and his mouth kept making a sound like "chirping".

The little boy sat red-faced and left her to watch, lowering her small head, exposing her slender neck, extremely soft.

Su Ruanyuan couldn't hold back, reaching for the young boy's head.

Oh open!

It’s so good.

After touching his small head, Su Ruanyuan coughed lightly, "Cough. I am nineteen years old. You, call me my sister."

Su Ruanuan leaned over, and those beautiful Xing eyes set their sights on the little boy, and the expectation on his face was almost overflowing.

The little boy moved his mouth, but the two words did not roll out of his throat.

Su Ruanan continued to turn anxiously.

"Call sister, call sister, call sister..."

"Soft."

"Huh. Huh?"

Su Ruanyuan immediately stretched out his swollen carrot-like finger and tapped the young boy's head melon.

Why is it so rude?

How can you call the names of elders!

"Soft."

The little boy looked up and looked at Su Ruanan who was standing in front of him, tilting his head slightly, a smile appeared on his face.

The little boy is already beautiful.

Especially when laughing.

The beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, with a green style.

Su Ruanan couldn't help but overlap with Lu Shiming's perverted face.

She died of life, and she was about to commit a heart attack! No, stop! Su Ruan Ruan, you are breaking the law!

"Do not laugh."

Su Ruan suddenly covered the little boy's face.

Because it was too hard, Xiao Lu Shiming's face and meat squeezed out of her fingers.

"You laugh..."

Too beautiful! Ooo...she can't bear the pain of sitting under the jail!

...

At night, the little boy slept in the closet, and Su Ruan slept softly on his crib bed.

The crib bed was very clean, with a touch of soapy smell that belonged to the little boy.

Su Ruanyuan slept much during the day.

The tossed around and turned around.

Surprisingly sultry outside, it was even hotter in the house.

No air conditioner, no fan, nothing.

Suddenly there was a chilly breeze.

Su Ruanyuan barely opened one eye.

The little boy was sitting next to her and was fanning her with a small fan folded into a notebook.

"No need to fan me."

The little boy continued to stubbornly fan, he sat there sweating heavily, his clothes soaked in sweat.

"You sleep."

Although it was only three days, Su Ruanyuan had already figured out his temper.

Stubborn like a little stinky stone. What you decide will never change.

Su Ruanyuan's eyes closed softly.

For a long time, when she was confused, a soft voice suddenly came from her ear and asked her, "Will you leave?"

Like his parents, throw him away.

Leave him alone in hell.

Su Ruan opened his eyes softly and met the stunned eyes of the little boy.

He blushed, and it seemed that Su Ruanyuan hadn't fallen asleep.

"I won't leave you."

Su Ruan softly touched the turnip head of young boy Lu Shiming.

The little boy buried his head between her necks, and the buzzing sound was unreal, "Don't lie to me."

Su Ruan's heart softened.

"Even if I leave, I will definitely come back to find you. If you don't come back, you will, you will cut me into eighteen..."

Ok? Wait, why did she say that? Did anyone add any strange settings to her?

But if you say something, the water you spilled.

The little boy had hugged her tightly.

Su Ruanuan thought, cheating, cheating children should be, is there no problem, QAQ?

...

The young boy Lu Shiming didn't ask where Su Ruonuan came from, or who she was.

He hid her in his closet and kept it like his most precious baby.

Su Ruanruan gnawed at the cake while thinking that the young boy Lu Shiming she had raised was too good.

Be responsive and sweet every day.

The little boy smiled in the face of Su Ruanyuan.

Su Ruanyuan immediately covered her little heart.

Don't laugh, don't laugh, she's afraid of sitting underneath her heart attack.

It's summer vacation now.

Every day the little boy and his grandfather went outside to water the fields.

Su Ruanyuan was bored in the room every day, taking advantage of the young boy's thoughts of the white fat little lotus root he had eaten on the first day, and rushed out.

At night, the little boy returned to the house, holding a freshly baked bun in his hand.

He pushed open the closet, no one was there.

Open the quilt, no one is there.

Then he glanced under the bed again.

No, no, nowhere.

Where did you go, where did you go!

The little boy gasped quickly, and the bun in his hand fell to the ground.

He was covering his heart, where it seemed as if he had reached into a hand, tearing his flesh and biting his heart.

Pulled out his most precious thing.