When the end comes and everything we know is overturned, where should we go?
The apocalypse suddenly broke out, and the whole world suddenly fell into chaos and disorder. Jing Sinian and his friends escaped from school and stepped into this world shrouded in conspiracy. How should they survive? There is no answer, we can only move forward. As time goes by, and as he moves around the base, Jing Sinian becomes more and more certain that this doomsday is a premeditated event. Who is it? And why? The day he met Su Xing in the research institute, he finally got a glimpse of the truth behind the world...
Back off? How is it possible.
Friendship
"If the apocalypse is over, what will be the first thing you do?" Jiang Qiwen and others were sitting on the exposed wasteland. "When the apocalypse is over and society is rebuilt, the first thing you will do is to eat a good meal. The food in this apocalypse is simply cruel!"
Jing Sinian looked down at the hands he and Su Xing were holding, and did not forget to sarcastically say to Jiang Qiwen, "Ha, I wonder what the three of us ate the day before yesterday."
"Who are you talking about?"
Cheng Zhuo raised his eyebrows and said, "Ah, you are nothing."
Jiang Qiwen: ... Was taken into a ditch.
Bian Yiyang and Lu Zhou looked at each other, wondering if they needed to cook more for tonight's meal. Rong Yuan took the candy bar from Lu Zhou and turned around to wave to Su Xing. It was a peaceful time in the dark gap.
Love
"We have such an audience, how can we not perform? Let our eldest young master and sister Su Xing dance to cheer everyone up?" Jiang Qiwen thought that he had known Jing Si Nian for so long, and he still knew the eldest master relatively well. He said he was a sister, but it was hard to say what he was thinking - anyway, he has such a weird power as a "singer", why not give him a chance?
Perhaps no one can forget the scenery that day.
The singing attracted the zombies, and they all looked towards the direction of the music without moving. Under their feet was the land soaked in blood, behind them were the zombies surrounding them, and in the center of the stage were two people dancing together.
The young man has a tall and straight figure and a steady pace, relying on the girl's jerky dance steps. The chaotic blood under the violence is entangled with the elegant and even warm waltz, a beautiful love song in the apocalypse.
The bloody waltz, romantic and crazy, cuts through the long silent night.
Intention: Dawn will always come