After being supplemented with glucose and physiological saline, Ji Wenwen and Cheng Zixuan are much better.

In the first few days, Ji Wenwen often came to the iron door of the staircase and stayed there for several hours. However, the figure she was looking forward to never appeared again. Her daily mood was from expectation to disappointment. Not only Ji Wenwen, but also Cheng Zixuan became somewhat silent.

The mobile phone Feng Xueyun handed to Ji Wenwen never came again. However, Ji Wenwen kept it with him until it ran out of power.

It's very boring to be trapped on the second floor. Jiwen has tried to go downstairs, but the zombie wandering under the staircase is a gap she can't cross. An iron door separates the zombie from her in two spaces.

The glucose has a slight sweet taste and makes his stomach bulge. After he has drunk enough, Cheng Zixuan idly flipped through the books there. He has read the books Ji Wenwen found for him several times, and he will be surprised to see Ji Wenwen writing.

"Aunt Ji, what are you writing?"

"I'm writing a diary. Zixuan, do you want to write it together?" Ji Wenwen heard Cheng Zixuan's voice and turned around and smiled at him.

"I don't want to write," Cheng Zixuan shook his head and said to Ji Wenwen, "I'll go out and play."

"Well, but don't go to the iron gate. There are many monsters there, you know?" Ji Wen told me. Cheng Zixuan seldom leaves this lounge. Every time he goes out, Ji Wenwen will accompany him to avoid accidents.

"Don't go far," Ji Wenwen put down his pen. The book has been filled with a whole page, and the words on it are all some memories and thoughts of Ji Wenwen. Ji Wenwen doesn't know whether he and Cheng Zixuan can be saved in the end. He wrote these things just to leave something behind.

"Maybe other people will see these things in the future," Ji Wenwen thought.

After a little stupefied, Ji Wenwen walked out of the room. She didn't see Cheng Zixuan in the corridor. Ji Wenwen's heart popped up and a cold sweat broke out on his face.

Ji Wenwen ran to the iron door and saw that the door was well locked. She walked around the corridor again and even searched the medicine warehouse. Cheng Zixuan seemed to disappear.

Ji Wenwen was so anxious that she was about to shed tears. Feng Xueyun gave up her life and entrusted her son to her. If she neglects her duty, she can't explain to Feng Xueyun even if she goes underground. In addition, Ji Wenwen also likes this cute little boy very much in her relationship these days. It's hard for her to accept what happened to Cheng Zixuan.

Ji Wenwen didn't dare to shout Cheng Zixuan loudly. The corridor in the shape of a circle will gather the sound into the hall on the first floor, which may attract the zombies below to the second floor. Although there is an iron gate in the staircase, if the iron gate is blocked by a group of zombies, it is difficult for the two people behind to escape from the sky.

After searching again and again, Cheng Zixuan was still missing. Ji Wenwen's mood had changed from anxiety to sadness. She stood on the railing on the second floor and looked down at the hall downstairs. There were only a few zombies wandering around, and there was only a litter of garbage.

Ji Wenwen felt a little discouraged when he was holding the railing with his hands. An impulsive thought suddenly appeared in his head.

"Jump down and you're done. It's too tired to live like this."

Ji Wenwen leaned forward and leaned out of the railing. One foot was ready to lift up and step onto the railing.

"Aunt Ji, come quickly," the voice behind him suddenly pulled Ji Wenwen back from this impulsive thought.

A heart fell into his stomach. Ji Wenwen looked back and saw Cheng Zixuan standing out from a room beside the medicine warehouse and waving to her.

Ji Wenwen ran over and held Cheng Zixuan in his arms.

"There is a staircase here. I went up just now," Cheng Zixuan pulled out his hand and pointed inside.

This is a relatively wide corridor. After two wooden doors are installed, it can easily be regarded as a room from the outside. There is no lock on the wooden door, only spring devices are installed on both sides. When the wooden door is pushed open, it will close automatically after the thrust disappears.

It's very empty and there's nothing in it. Ji Wenwen has been working here for nearly two years, but he has never come here, nor has he heard any colleague mention such a place.

Inside the room is a staircase. Ji Wenwen takes Cheng Zixuan up the stairs. The bolt on the iron door above has been opened by Cheng Zixuan just now. The meeting door is open.

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It used to be a flat roof. Ji Wenwen came to the flat roof, and his vision suddenly widened. There are no high-rise buildings next to the community health service center, so you can see far from the roof.

Although the sunshine that has not been seen for a long time is dazzling, it is not disgusting at all. Compared with the depressed lounge on the second floor, there is more free air on the roof. At least you can see the blue sky and white clouds.

As far as I could see, there were zombies and parked vehicles on the road, some garbage was blown up by the wind, and several plastic bags were floating in the sky.

Many cars collided with each other, blocking the road to death. In the past, this densely populated area can not see a living person.

The sun began to scorch his skin. Ji Wenwen stayed there. The freshness that had just come upstairs had disappeared and was replaced by a trace of loss and despair.

"There's nothing," Ji Wenwen said in his heart. "If it's like this outside, what chance does the people inside have to live?"

"Auntie Ji, don't worry. My mother said she wanted Sun Wukong to save us." Cheng Zixuan looks at the lost news and comforts her.

"Well, Auntie is not afraid. Auntie will certainly take you to a safe place," Cheng Zixuan's words infected Ji Wenwen and swept away the haze in her heart.

"If you live, you may have hope," Ji Wenwen told himself in his heart.

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The blurred picture in front of him became clear again. Zhang Zhuo withdrew his loose thinking. The wife in the photo was smiling at him.

Zhang Zhuo took out a can of Red Bull drink from the back seat and drank it several times. His fatigue gradually eased. He traveled all the way from Nanjing to Songhu, but the original journey of several hours took nearly two weeks. Although there were many obstacles on the way, it did not affect Zhang Zhuo's determination to find his wife. He always believed that man man was still alive and would wait for him somewhere.

The Lujia bridge was jammed with cars, and Zhang Zhuo's Chevrolet could not pass through it. But Zhang Zhuo had to turn around and pass through the roadside Zhang Heng Park.

The area of zhangheng park is not large. The terrain structure of the park is rectangular, about 600 meters long and more than 200 meters wide. The center of the park is a small lake. The theme park of filial piety and respect for the elderly in Zhangjiang Town is built along the lake. On weekends and evenings, many people dance and run here.

The road in the park is not wide, and will be enough for one-way traffic of a small car. It was originally forbidden for motor vehicles to enter, but now nobody cares. Zhang Zhuo enters from the south gate and drives to the other side of the park along the path around the lake. It was quiet all the way. There were some zombies wandering in the woods along the road. There were several swollen corpses and some garbage floating on the lake.

The car goes around to the north gate, and then goes straight through zhangheng road to Yijiang road. There are a row of shops on both sides of the road, and the nearest one is doing car maintenance. Zhang Zhuo parked the car beside him, observed the surrounding situation, and got off the car with a short blade.

Chevy drove all the way from Nanjing to Songhu. Most of the time, the road conditions were bad and dangerous. Zhang Zhuo also walked several times at the gate of death these days.

Zhang Zhuo plans to find some suitable spare parts in the store and store them. If there are any broken parts in the back of the car, they may be useful.

Two zombies dressed in worker's clothes came out of the maintenance site. They all rushed to see Zhang Zhuo. Zhang Zhuo had been trained in the special forces for several years and was good at his skills. On the way from Nanjing, he also cut many zombies. It is generally easy to kill two or three zombies.

The blood on the blade dropped, and the two heads rolled aside. Zhang Zhuo strode into the store, searched inside the counter, and then packed all the found useful accessories with a bag, and put them in the trunk of Chevrolet.

Back in the car, Zhang Zhuo continued to drive ahead. A red cross in the distance attracted his eyes.

"Hospital?" Zhang Zhuo was delighted. There was food and weapons on the car, but there was no medicine. From the sign, it should be a hospital.

Zhang Zhuo went in that direction and came to the door of Zhangjiang community health service center.

The doorway was in a mess, and Zhang Zhuo had long been familiar with such a scene. He honked the horn on the car, and the sound attracted some zombies from the car. The zombies surrounded Chevrolet. Zhang Zhuo sat in the car and watched the approaching zombies with deep heart.

The zombies gathered around the side of Chevy and waved their teeth and claws at Zhang Zhuo through the window glass. Zhang Zhuo operated the car to move forward or backward while turning. The zombies around the car were taken under the wheels. There was a jolt under the seats. Something was crushed under the car.

It was not until there were no zombies standing beside the car that Zhang Zhuo stopped the car. He carried the large-sized travel bag on his back and took his short blade to the service center.

Ji Wenwen sat on the roof of the building for a long time before he could clear up his disappointment. There were only shallow tears on his face. Cheng Zixuan sat beside her and did not speak much. The children's thoughts were far less complicated than those of adults. He just did not understand why aunt Ji cried so sad just now.

The sound of a car horn came from the bottom of the building. Ji Wenwen didn't react at the beginning. When the sound was clearly heard again, her whole body seemed to be shocked and bounced from the ground.

Ji Wenwen rushed to the railing on the roof and half leaned out to look down. She saw a man with a backpack walking towards the gate of the service center.

For a moment, her heart was filled with ecstasy. She shouted at the man, but there was no sound in her throat except for the pain.

Ji Wenwen was so anxious that he clapped his hand against the railing, hoping to make a sound to attract the attention of the people below. His hand clapped red on the railing. The man under the building had entered the inside, and it seemed that he did not hear anything on the roof.

Ji Wenwen hurried up to Cheng Zixuan and ran downstairs. They ran to the iron gate on the second floor. Ji Wenwen heard the sound of fighting on the first floor, and began to beat the iron door forcefully. Not long after, the fight downstairs stopped. Ji Wenwen heard the footsteps coming upstairs. She lay on the iron door and looked at the other end of the stairs.

A figure appeared in Ji Wenwen's eyes, holding a short blade in his hand and a travel bag in his other hand.

Ji Wenwen seemed to see the man coming from the other end of the stairs with colorful glow. When he was about to open his mouth, he was suddenly surrounded by a feeling of weakness, and he fainted in his eyes.