"Where are you going? What did that boy give you that you can hide so well?"
He Jia subconsciously hid the black bag behind her back, but Zhou Ci snatched it away.
He opened the bag and looked inside, then chuckled.
"Hmph, can't you tell? That guy is so considerate. It seems that our plan will succeed?"
He Jia wanted to refute, but when he thought of Zhou Ci's methods, he suppressed his words of resistance.
She lowered her head and said obediently: "Well, it's almost time."
"Okay," Zhou Ci returned the bag to He Jia, "Very good, you deserve to have a boyfriend who is a professional in acting! You have also learned the art of acting very well!"
As soon as he heard Zhou Ci talking about her boyfriend, He Jia raised his head excitedly and asked full of expectation: "Then can you tell me now, in the last call you received, where did Xiao Yao say he was waiting for me?"
"There's no rush," Zhou Ci said the same old way, "I will take you to find him after things stabilize. It's not the time yet. We have neither equipment nor supplies. We need to find a living person in these last days. How difficult is it? So, you have to hurry up, otherwise I can't guarantee whether Xiao Yao is a human or a ghost when I find him."
After Zhou Ci finished speaking, he whistled happily and returned to the room, leaving He Jia alone to stare at his back and cry.
He Jia and Xiao Yao were high school classmates. They established a relationship when they were in college. They thought they would get married as soon as they graduated, but who knew that Xiao Yao devoted himself to the artist industry.
With his handsome appearance and solid acting skills, Xiao Yao gradually became famous.
But their marriage was delayed again and again, and one month before the end of the world began, Xiao Yao made a promise to He Jia.
He said that after he finished filming this movie, he would have enough money to buy a house, and then he could come back and marry her in glory.
Only then did He Jia realize that he was working so hard on filming just to save money to buy a house and get married.
After waiting happily for a month, I saw that Xiao Yao was about to finish filming and came back, and I didn't want the apocalypse to begin.
A few days before the apocalypse began, the two still had intermittent contact. Xiao Yao asked her to stay at home and not go out until he came back to find her.
On the fifth day of the apocalypse, Zhou Ci came to ask for help. When the He family brothers and sisters chose to stay together with Zhou Ci for warmth, a huge change happened.
The next day while cooking in He Jia, Zhou Ci received the last call from Xiao Yao.
What exactly did Xiao Yao say on the phone? Zhou Ci's words were ambiguous.
It was only said that Xiao Yao had temporarily settled somewhere in a certain city and asked her to come to him while ensuring her own safety.
But Zhou Ci did not mention the specific place, so he took this opportunity to exploit the He family brother and sister.
Later, both He Jia and He Xin developed special powers, and Zhou Ci further squeezed their value.
Thinking that Xiao Yao's life or death was now uncertain, He Jia's longing and worry for him reached the extreme, and he couldn't help squatting on the ground and crying bitterly.
She was just an ordinary girl. Before the apocalypse, she had the care of her brother and the love of her boyfriend. As a neighbor, Zhou Ci always looked kind and cheerful every time they met. She never thought that people's hearts could be so bad.
Now that an innocent Chen Yu was involved, she really didn't know what to do.
Chen Yu naturally didn't know what happened to He Jia. He rushed to the villa where Jiang Ya and Fu Zheng lived early to start cooking today's dinner.
Seeing that he was in a good mood, He Zhanpeng became curious and asked teasingly: "I heard that you go to He Jia's place every day. Do you have a crush on him?"
Chen Yu was washing rice for a moment, and then he felt a heat on his face. He waved his hand impatiently and said: "Go, go, what do little brats know? Just go and play!"
"Who is a brat! Who are you calling a brat!!"
He Zhanpeng, who was only one or two years older than Chen Yu, was naturally unconvinced and waved his hand to hit him.
The two of them chased each other, and soon the kitchen was covered with water stains. Feng Ming, who had just arrived, had his forehead twitching.
Feng Ming pulled out a broom from the corner, raised his hand and spanked the two of them on the buttocks.
"How old are you! Are you playing with water in the kitchen? Let's see if I can beat you today!"
The kitchen was buzzing with excitement all of a sudden.
This made Lao Lu, who came to visit, think he had gone to the wrong place, so he stepped back suspiciously and took another look at the house number.
At the same time, he was still muttering: "You're right, it's Room 1."
Fu Zheng, who came down from the second floor, snorted angrily, "You're not wrong, they took the wrong medicine."
"Pfft."
When Jiang Ya, who was walking behind Fu Zheng, heard this, she couldn't help laughing.
When it comes to having a sharp tongue, Fu Zheng really has a way with it.
Fu Zheng stood at the last step waiting for Jiang Ya. When she came down, he naturally hugged her down with his hands, completely ignoring that there was a large 500-watt light bulb at the door.
After all, she was not familiar with Lao Lu, so Jiang Ya broke away from Fu Zheng's shackles with some embarrassment, turned around and ran towards the kitchen.
"I'm going to see if there's anything I can help with."
Fu Zheng did not chase him, but told him from behind, "Run slowly and slide carefully."
"I know!" Jiang Ya's cheerful voice responded to him.
Fu Zheng's eyes were full of doting smiles. When Jiang Ya's figure disappeared from sight, he turned to Lao Lu's direction, and his face regained its usual coldness.
He lazily raised his eyelids at Lao Lu, with an impatient look on his face, as if he wanted to tell him if he had something to do, and don't delay me from spending time with my wife.
Lao Lu saw everything in his eyes and joked, "Looking at Boss Fu, does it look like he has raised a daughter?"
Fu Zheng made a 'tsk' sound and choked him, "Does it have anything to do with you? I'm happy with it."
"Yes! I won't tell you," Lao Lu shrugged, with a helpless look on his face, "You are enjoying it, I can't even talk about it."
Fu Zheng had already sat on the sofa. Seeing that he was still stuck at the door like a wooden stake, he tapped his chin on the single sofa opposite.
"If you don't come and sit down, are you going to stand at the door and say it?"
There was nothing serious about Lao Lu's visit this time, he was just a little depressed and wanted to talk to someone.
Several of his subordinates were old men who couldn't be talked about. Gu Feng Wanming and the others had only known each other for a short time. After thinking about it, Fu Zheng was the only place where he could make trouble, so he came.
Looking at it now, it turns out that it is indeed the case. Fu Zheng is indeed the right person to look for.
After sitting down opposite Fu Zheng, Lao Lu let out a long sigh.
"Hey, I heard that she found a boyfriend again, but this time it's an ordinary guy."
It was obvious who Lao Lu was talking about, so Fu Zheng didn't answer, waiting for him to continue.
Lao Lu rubbed his hands on his face and looked a little depressed: "You said she would find someone better than me, so forget it, but she chose an ordinary person. This makes me feel so embarrassed!"
Lao Lu felt that his self-esteem had been hit hard, and for a while he couldn't figure out why.
