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Tang Yun stood in front of the iron gate, "What's wrong?" "

Our fire gate was vandalized by that group last night, and they robbed a few more yesterday, and one was your classmate, the one who lives in 1003."

Hu Changqing said.

"Oh." Tang Yun replied lightly, not caring.

"They have now grabbed the 10th floor, maybe one day they will grab the 16th floor."

"Well, wait until they come."

Hu Changqing really couldn't answer this.

After thinking about it, he said:

"I quietly followed them today and found that they entered Building 6..."

You want us on the 16th floor to deal with them?

Tang Yun interrupted him.

That's right, that's what Hu Changqing thought.

"If you want to go, you go by yourself."

"Yes, A Yun is a little girl, delicate and weak, why are you so kind enough to let her fight with that group of robbers?"

When Lu Chen heard his words, he was angry.

"It's really not a man." He Zijun was also not polite.

Li Yunchen stared at him coldly, and Xu Zhinan looked at him directly with his nostrils.

Where Hu Changqing let Tang Yun go alone, he wanted the entire floor of the 16th floor to go.

Moreover, where is Tang Yun delicate and weak? Obviously very strong, okay?

But he was embarrassed to say it directly.

He said many nice things again, but the people on the 16th floor ignored him.

He could only leave.

Hu Changqing returned to the 7th floor, thought for a long time, and took a few people to the base hall together, wanting the base's escort team to protect their safety.

However, there are many people who have the same appeal, and other communities also need manpower.

The people at the base simply cannot be transferred.

Their neighborhood can only be registered first.

Hu Changqing looked at the long list of communities on the register, and did not know when it would be their turn.

I took out a bag of grain that had been prepared long ago from my bag and handed it over.

The staff glanced at the food and received it hidden under the table.

"Seeing that you are so anxious, I can help you apply for priority processing, but it's hard to say whether you can apply for it, you go back and wait."

"Okay, okay."

Hu Changqing left with a smile.

Walking out of the work hall, Hu Changqing's smile disappeared.

"These people don't do anything after they collect things..." complained the man who was traveling with him.

"What is the way, who let us have to ask for people?"

"Don't say it, go back first, you still have to rely on yourself for this matter."

*

When Duan Jingtian woke up from his coma, the house was in a mess.

He Jie was dismantling the wooden floor in the room and lighting a fire to keep warm.

"Xiaotian, are you awake?"

Duan Jingtian looked at He Jie with a bit of resentment in his eyes.

On weekdays, the two call brothers and brothers, and he definitely eats the share of a good brother.

But yesterday, when he was beaten by that group, he was watching from the sidelines.

He Jie was a little weak-hearted.

"In yesterday's situation, I can't beat them, it's better to save my physical strength and take care of you..." Remembering

last night's incident, Duan Jingtian couldn't help arguing with him.

Quickly ran to the room to see Song Wanwan.

When I opened the door, I saw the person on the bed wrapped tightly in the quilt, as if he was sobbing.

"Wanwan."

Duan Jingtian called.

When the people inside heard the sound, they were stunned for a moment, and the sobbing movements became even greater.

Duan Jingtian stepped forward quickly, wanting to pull the quilt away, but was pulled tightly by the person hiding inside.

"Wanwan, don't be like this.

Let me see if you are okay... No matter what, you will always be my Wanwan..."

Duan Jingtian said many comforting words.

Song Wanwan only revealed a head from the quilt.

She cried so hard that her eyes were swollen, and her face was covered with all kinds of bruises and finger prints.

The mouth was also bitten and the blood coagulated and scabbed.

On the neck are various bite marks.

Duan Jingtian couldn't bear to look any further, he could imagine what she had gone through last night.

Hold people in your arms.

"Wanwan, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's all my bad, I didn't protect you well..." Hearing

this, Song Wanwan cried even louder.

"Oh my God, I, I feel so dirty, I, I want to take a bath..." They

have long been out of water to bathe.

Duan Jingtian couldn't bear to refuse her, "Okay, I'll go get water." He

got up, found a basin, went outside in the snow, and found a clean place.

A basin full of snow.

When he returned, he poured the snow into an iron pot and set it on the fire to cook.

The snow melted quickly, but not much.

He continued to go downstairs to get snow, and He Jie felt guilty and followed to help.

I ran back and forth a few times, and finally boiled a pot of water.

Move part of the burning wood to the bathroom for warmth.

This called Song Wanwan out.

He Jie wanted to call He Meng out, walked to the door, and hesitated and did not go in.

Song Wanwan, who had taken a bath, looked better when she came out.

"Oh my God, I'm hungry."

"Okay, I'll go find something to eat."

He Jie was also not idle and went out with Duan Jingtian.

The two looked around, but found nothing to eat.

This neighborhood has long been rummaged.

The two were speechless all the way, and halfway through, He Jie took the initiative to talk to him, but he ignored it.

Their faces were frozen red, and Duan Jingtian still had injuries on his face, and the frost made the wounds tingle.

Like a knife cut.

Helplessly, they can only go back.

Seeing that Duan Jingtian did not bring food back, Song Wanwan's slightly bright eyes flashed with disappointment.

Keep your head down and continue the fire.

He Jie spoke:

"How about we go find someone from 1002 to borrow some?"

Duan Jingtian: "That's it. Within

minutes, the two returned in ashes.

The man of 1002 wanted to lend it to him, but his wife refused to live or die, and the couple had a big fight.

They can only come back first.

He Jie looked at Duan Jingtian and spoke: "Or, you go to someone on the 16th floor to borrow it?" "

It means to let Duan Jingtian find Tang Yun to borrow grain.

Duan Jingtian was a little hesitant.

But in order not to let a group of them go hungry, they reluctantly agreed.

Good classmate, Tang Yun won't really see death and not save it, right?

Duan Jingtian knocked on the security door on the 16th floor.

After a while, I saw a girl in a clean down jacket come out.

It was Tang Yun.

Behind her was Li Yunchen.

Although she covered her face with a scarf, just by looking at her bright and godly eyes, you could tell that she was doing well.

I remembered seeing Song Wanwan's scarred, dirty and haggard face in the morning.

He couldn't help but glance at Tang Yun a few more times.

"A Yun, our grain was robbed yesterday, can you..." Before

he finished speaking, he was rejected by Tang Yun.

"Can't!"

Duan Sedum, who was rejected, was also not annoyed.

He had long thought that Tang Yun would not help him easily.

"A Yun, in fact, Song Wanwan and I are just ordinary friends, nothing happened to us, my favorite person is still you..."

"A Yun, don't be duplicitous, before you gave me a pair of shoes of more than 4,000 yuan, you yourself are reluctant to buy such expensive shoes, you wear one or two hundred yuan shoes on weekdays....

I can see that you still have feelings for me, you are just angry with me. "

Gagging..."

Tang Yun couldn't help but vomit dryly.

"You, are you seeing that I am doing well, and deliberately disgusting me?"

"You..." Duan Jingtian forced himself to endure his anger, "You obviously like me, why don't you admit it?"

Tang Yun sneered.

"Shall we get back together? Be my girlfriend, Ah Yun?

Duan Jingtian said affectionately.

"If you like to dream, just go away and do it."

Tang Yun was about to vomit out.

"When you say this, I feel so sad in my heart, you can't bear to hurt me like this? Won't your heart hurt?

Duan Jingtian said sadly.

"I see that when you hugged Song Wanwan before, you were very happy. Why, now that you think she is dirty and come to me again, aren't you afraid of Song Wanwan's heartache?

In a word, poked Duan Jingtian's sore spot.

He stared at Tang Yun hatefully.

"Ah Yun, if you don't help me, I'm really going to starve to death."

Tang Yunyu said seriously: "People are inherently dead, and early death and late death are death. When you die, I will ask Song Wanwan to collect the body for you.

"Ah Yun, do you really want to be so desperate?"

"Then, I will collect the body for you with Song Wanwan?"

Duan Jingtian almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

Li Yunchen had a smile at the corner of his eyebrows.