"The end of the world is coming!"
On the way to work, while waiting at a red light, Yi Heguang heard a shout from beside him.
From that moment on, something changed.
A mysterious high school student shouting "the end of the world", a mother and daughter who met by chance appeared in the news of being "bitten", sirens whizzed downstairs, rust-colored water flowed out of the shower - the door was violently banged!
Yi Heguang heard his own heartbeat, thump thump.
Afraid? Maybe.
But he had a vague hunch that the delicate shell of the world had been shattered.
So is the shell on his body.
"I'm not telling you, brother, Mr. Yi, why are you so excited?"
When Shao Zhen mentioned this, Yi Heguang realized that he seemed to be smiling.
Mr. Yi? No.
Everyone, including the oily maintenance worker in front of him, stood at the same starting point as him.
This starting point is exactly "survival".
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Yi Heguang wants to be a bystander in the doomsday.
Look at the betrayal of relatives and friends, the separation of lovers, the abuse of the strong and the end of the road for the weak.
Until the end, maybe he can calmly watch his own death in the doomsday——
But someone told him that they didn't want him to die.
That cautious tone was like a confession from a junior high school student.
"Can't live without me?"
He thought he would get a fierce retort with swear words for his joking remark, but Shao Zhen, a big boss, was stunned and then turned red in the face.
Whenever he encounters danger again, Yi Heguang will always think of that big red face, and the madness rising in his heart will always be pulled back by a strange thought——
Shao Zhen, that boy, will he be angry?
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Attack: A rough repairman who grew up in the mud at the bottom, has been trying to survive, a wild dog that adapts to the doomsday.
Shou: A decent, decent and polite elite who longs for destruction in his heart, a madman looking forward to the end.
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The survival of ordinary people in the apocalypse, the apocalypse with a touch of life.
The main recipient, a few group portraits.
Intention: To live is not just to live.
