At noon, the sun was bright, but there was no trace of warmth. The cold north wind blew in the sun, and occasionally a few naughty crawled into the crack of the 440 balcony to sing cheerful and weird songs.

In the room, under the attention of Qiao Siqi and Qi Yan, Song Fei opened the wardrobe and pulled the desk drawer, and turned out all the reserve grains of 440 - Xiangyang's four packs of instant noodles, three ham sausages and two bags of pickled vegetables, Ren Zhe's Swiss chocolate gift box five consecutive bags of Southeast Asian shrimp slices, Song Fei's two packs of instant noodles and a large bag of melon seeds, and Wang Qingyuan's three apples.

As a boy's dormitory, things cannot be considered small, but if you have a full staple food, you can count on six packs of instant noodles. How long can three people last?

"Why don't we have the habit of stocking food?" Qiao Siqi has never been so upset that he is not a foodie as he is now. Then he thought of something, and suddenly looked into the direction of the female bedroom through the window. It was completely isolated from the male bedroom, and it belongs to the paradise in the dream of male students. "I heard that female students are all little hamsters, and they like to stock up on snacks. Some of them simply buy vegetables and cook secretly in the dormitory..."

Throughout history, countless vulgar male classmates have left their bodies in front of the distant girls' dormitory area.

But there is no lust on your face and only a desire for your mouth. Qiao Siqi may be the first one.

"I hate it when I eat it," Song Fei opened the chocolate gift box and threw a heart-shaped one into his mouth, and then handed it to Qiao Siqi, "Don't look at me as I'm greedy."

Looking at plum blossoms can quench thirst, but looking at meals can only make you hungry.

Qiao Siqi withdrew his gaze in disappointment, took the chocolate and threw it into his mouth. The rich and mellow fragrance of cocoa temporarily suppressed his hungry beast.

"Cough." Qi Yan, who was standing next to him, coughed calmly.

Song Fei looked at him sideways, and instantly understood it. He rolled his eyes, but he turned around and put another chocolate into his hand.

Qi Yan looked down at the small square pieces in the palm of his hand, feeling that it must not be as sweet as the two hearts.

Song Fei had no idea what Qi Yan wanted chocolate but didn't eat it, so he just looked straight and looked at it. But Qi Yan always had a snoring from time to time, and he was used to it. His stomach had already made a small protest. For him, who rarely ate breakfast, he should be hungry at this time, but he was not hungry yet, so for the limited food, how to choose is a very deep knowledge.

"If you want me to say, if you are not too hungry, just eat some snacks and fruits. If you are really hungry, you can eat instant noodles to maximize the effectiveness." Qiao Siqi gave scientific advice.

Song Fei thought it made sense, so he chose Wang Qingyuan's apple.

Qi Yan saw Song Fei pick up the apple and just said "no", but he had already bitten off a big bite, making it so happy.

"What?" Three people ate half an apple, and Song Fei took time to deal with Qi Yan.

Seeing that he was so delicious, Qi Yan felt that he might have been worried, so he shook his head: "It's okay."

Song Fei was puzzled and had three more mouthfuls, and finally chewed the apple core into a short and delicate manner. This was the end.

"Don't you two eat?" She feasted, but the two classmates didn't move at all, which made Song Fei feel a little disgusted.

Qiao Siqi was amused: "You forgot where we just ran back?"

Song Feijiong, the canteen, and the door was locked at the dinner yesterday. The kitchen in the window was not full of food.

"If you are not hungry, you may drool at the other girl!"

"I think it's long-term. If you're not hungry now, it doesn't mean you're not hungry in the future. How many days can this little thing last? Let me tell you, the female dormitory will be trapped for three months and it's okay!"

Song Fei was amused and was about to complain, but suddenly his stomach felt sore. A very unwelcome feeling came back again, and it was even stronger than the previous time.

Qiao Siqi watched Song Fei approach instant noodles step by step, and finally reached out to grab a pack of them, and quickly stopped him: "Hey, what are you doing? I just finished talking to you, but I can only eat when I was very hungry!"

Song Fei looked into his eyes seriously: "I'm very hungry now."

Qiao Siqi collapsed: "Didn't you just eat apples?"

Song Fei was even more disappointed: "That must be an apple-type stomach-enhancing and digestive food tablet!"

Qi Yan held his forehead and knew that how could apples have enough fruits with high acidity? They would only get hungry as they eat.

Lunch was spent in Song Fei's simple noodle time. When he was eating, Qi Yan and Qiao Siqi were not idle either. They were looking for something that could be used as weapons. Finally, Qiao Siqi turned out Ren Zhe's Swiss Army Knife. Qi Yan found Wang Qingyuan's fruit knife. Both knives were very small and could be folded. The killing power was almost the same - although Qiao Siqi's hand had many playful functions such as screw screws and cutters.

When Song Fei finished eating, he saw two companions holding a knife. As a permanent member of the 440s, he knew very well - Damn, the knife was gone.

"Are you two embarrassed? Run back from the canteen kitchen and grab the knife from me?"

"Brother, the kitchen is a cooking, not an arsenal. You think we can grab it with just a few kitchen knives?"

Song Fei was unwilling to give up and looked at Qi Yan with a flash of eyes, as if he was seducing him.

Qi Yan likes to be looked at like this, and smiles on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "Just hide behind me."

Song Fei’s black line: “Get out.”

Looking around, the available objects of 440 are Ren Zhe's guitar and Wang Qingyuan's English-Chinese dictionary. Song Fei felt that he could think of the epitaph now.

Qiao Siqi tried hard to promote the heavy dictionary and handed it to Song Fei: "I really think this is OK. Think about it, who can withstand the power of knowledge?"

Song Fei's forehead was beating and his teeth were grinding secretly.

He swore that Qi Yan would dare to hand over the guitar, and he would force him to take his first dictionary!

Of course Qi Yan didn't take the guitar. What he handed to Song Fei was the red Tai Chi fan.

"You're fucking teasing me?" This thing is not as good as a guitar!

Seeing that Song Fei didn't answer, Qi Yan shook his wrist and the fan unfolded with a clamor, which was quite cool.

Song Fei raised his eyebrows: "Why, I want to dance for a while?"

Qi Yan smiled slightly, and a fan snapped, calling to Song Fei's face.

Qi Yan's strength is not heavy, but... this is not a problem of strength at all, okay!

Song Fei furiously opened his fan. He was about to get angry, but he heard Qi Yan say, "Just block it like this, if they want to bite you."

Song Fei was stunned, looking at the stainless steel fan bone in front of him, and then at the tough red silk. Finally, he raised his hand and took the initiative to exclaim the fan on his face without believing in evil, and opened his mouth suddenly, but no matter how big the mouth is, it is too big to exceed the fan. Unless you bite the edge of the fan directly, you will be unable to hear the mouth when you are shouted in front!

Seeing this, Qi Yan smiled and raised his eyebrows and asked, "I still think I am teasing you?"

Song Fei didn't say anything, he just put away the fan and kept playing with it in his hand, as if it was not a fan, but a magic weapon.

The food has come to an end, all the weapons are used, and the rest is to study the way of retreat. Perhaps zombies may not break through the dormitory gate, but if they do not plan the way of retreat in advance, they will undoubtedly die once they break through.

Qi Yan: "First of all, if they rushed in, we would definitely not be able to go to the corridor. If we want to escape, we can only climb down from a balcony."

Qiao Siqi: "Climbing up requires arm strength, not everyone can do it, but just be careful not to step on the air when going down, it will not be a big problem!"

Qi Yan: "Then go straight to the supermarket, which is the closest place to the dormitory where the door can be locked."

Qiao Siqi: "No, when someone ran back from the cafeteria, he wanted to hide there, and when he entered the house, he was bitten to death."

Qi Yan: "That was before. Didn't you notice that they not only attack people, but also eat people, but often eat one person. I feel that their attacks should be driven by hunger, so once all the classmates in the supermarket are killed, they will not stay there for a long time and will look for other prey."

Qiao Siqi: "There will be no one who just eats enough and doesn't leave?"

Qi Yan: "Yes, but the number must be less than those wandering outside. If we can't even deal with these, we will die sooner or later."

Qiao Siqi: "Okay, then you will have many points!"

Song Fei: "...I would like to ask if this meeting did not set up my speech session?"

It was late at night, and the wind was even stronger.

The dormitory where the heating was stopped was a bit cold. Song Fei covered the quilt tightly and covered the quilt with two pieces of clothes. He still felt his limbs stiff. He dared not move because the cold seemed to be everywhere. Once he moved, it would get a little colder.

"Are you all asleep?" Qiao Siqi called softly in the darkness.

Song Fei lowered his pitch and replied to him: "No."

After a long time, Qi Yan, who was lying head to head, said, "Yes."

Qiao Siqiu didn't even sleep, so he stopped scruples and returned to normal volume, but his tone was hesitant: "Can we... go out alive?"

Qi Yan was silent.

Song Fei didn't want to think about this issue rationally, he was more willing to use his intuition: "It's definitely possible."

Qiao Siqi was happy: "Who gives you the confidence?"

"You two." Song Fei didn't think about it, "If it were me alone, I might not be able to survive now. Isn't there any saying that? Death is not scary, it is scary to wait for death. But we are three people now, and we work together, and we will definitely be able to survive!"

Qiao Siqi's remaining complaints were choked in his throat.

He used teasing to hide his fear, used jokes to pretend to be afraid, and even pretended to be professionally popularized by Song Fei. But in fact, he was so scared that he was dying. He knew that Song Fei was also afraid. Faced with such a situation, it was really unscientific to not be afraid. However, Song Fei's fear was real, and Song Fei's belief was also real. He didn't need to deceive himself like himself. He really believed that they could. This belief not only made people envious, but also made people draw strength from it.

"Well, I will definitely be able to hold on." Qiao Siqi murmured softly, saying that it was for his companions and himself.

Qi Yan, who heard it from beginning to end, quietly looked at the ceiling in the moonlight, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He knew that he liked Song Fei, but he struggled frequently because he couldn't find the source of this feeling. The man had a bad temper and poor learning, and even looked like he was not the type he admired. Apart from being possessed by evil spirits, Qi Yan could not think of the reason why he was attracted to the other party.

Until just now.

This is what attracted me at first. At first glance, it was completely unfounded and inexplicable confidence. When I got closer, I realized that it was like a sunflower, smiling brightly towards the sun forever, and striving forward with perseverance and optimism.

When Song Fei woke up naturally, the east was turning white.

The dormitory had already come to the phone, and Qi Yan was sitting at the table with a small desk lamp reading a book. Qiao Siqi was sitting on the stool beside him chewing instant noodles. When he saw him get up, he greeted him vaguely: "Good Maunning..."

Song Fei sat there in a daze, thinking of a question: "Why is the school difficult to protect itself, and he still doesn't forget to turn off the lights?"

Qiao Siqi, who was eating noodles, was stunned when he heard this. He had obviously thought about this thing that he was too accustomed to. He opened his mouth and looked confused with a look of "Who am I? What happened?" After a long time, he said, "Yes, why? Is the school all fallen into a mysterious dark corner and there is a lantern holder who holds his position?"

Qi Yan glanced at him and sincerely advised: "Let's watch less movies in the future."

Song Fei raised his eyebrows and looked provocative: "Do you know?"

Qi Yan calmly put down Wang Qingyuan's book "Tourism Anthropology" and gave a lecture to his two teammates: "The lights out of our new campus are automatically controlled by the microcontroller system in the school's distribution room. As long as the power distribution room is constantly powered, the lights out will always run regularly. Understand?"

Song Fei and Qiao Siqi look at me and I look at you. The ignorant eyes meet in the air, and sparks of ignorance are generated.

But it doesn't matter if you don't understand the principle-

Qiao Siqi: "Anyway, it's the end of the world..."

Song Fei: "You must turn off the lights too."
To be continued...