Pale Silence

Chapter 77

Such a deep voice rang in Chen Mo's ears, but it seemed to be a muffled thunder sounding from the distant sky.

So far, so trembling heart and soul.

Chen Mo staggered and fell into the water, choked a few sips of water, struggled to get out, and coughed in embarrassment: "Song Jian! Song Jian! Is it you? Is Song Jian really you!!!"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the walkie-talkie, and Song Jian's deep voice sounded again: "It's me, Momo, tell me your location."

Chen Mo had an almost terrifying talent for spatial distance. He quickly calmed down and judged his position by the roar of the excavator.

He was a little flustered.

Many years ago, Chen Mo felt slightly claustrophobic.

He is afraid of closed spaces, of places without light, of suffocation and collapse.

Except by Song Jian's side.

But this time, Song Jian had been away from him for so long that he almost forgot what it was like to depend on someone.

Song Jian was a little anxious, he asked again: "Momo!"

Chen Mo took a deep breath, and stood awkwardly in the waist-deep water: "The excavator is ten degrees south of west, 15 meters."

Song Jian said, "Okay."

He carefully drove the excavator to climb up the stone slabs that had just fallen, and tried his best to judge the situation below Chen Mo in the heavy rain, trying not to move the stones that were responsible for the load.

Chen Mo closed his eyes, tried his best to listen to the sound of the excavator's bucket moving stones, and hoarsely reminded Song Jian: "Left... yes... a little more to the left..."

Song Jian used a bucket to slowly remove the stone pestle, leaving the last boulder, which happened to be the one pressing on top of Chen Mo's head.

This rock pressed Chen Mo down, but it also blocked other rolling rocks, saving Chen Mo's life.

The stone cannot be moved easily, but if there is a slight mistake in the operation and the boulder falls, Chen Mo's life will be over.

Song Jian took a deep breath and said, "Momo, do you believe me?"

Chen Mo did not speak for a short time.

He used to trust Song Jian a lot, so he paid a heavy price.

Song Jian said that he would wait for him in the respective corridor.But when he came to the appointed place alone, Song Jian had already left there with Yan Ruoming.

Song Jian said that he would never abandon him, but when the mighty crowd of corpses poured in from afar, he fell to the ground alone, and he could only hear Song Jian breathing from the walkie-talkie in the distance.

So he said to himself that he no longer believed in Song Jian.

This man always lied to him, fooled him around, and then threw him aside and didn't want him.

Chen Mo slowly closed the wall of his heart, keeping everyone away thousands of miles away. He thought that as long as he stopped trusting him, he would not be hurt again.

So he no longer trusts anyone, especially Song Jian.

This man lied to him too hard and hurt him too deeply.

Those pains seemed to remain in his soul for lifetimes, never to heal, never to disappear.

How dare he trust Song Jian again?

Song Jian said: "Momo, answer me!"

Chen Mo looked up at the sky, where it was dark, only the rainwater rolling in the cracks of the stones could bring a ray of dim sky light.

This man has failed him, abandoned him, used him, and played him around like a fool.But it happens to be the person he lingers in his dreams, and his heart and mind depend on.

Song Jian was in a hurry, he was afraid that something would happen to Chen Mo down there: "Momo!"

Chen Mo finally spoke softly: "Song Jian, I believe your last time is really the last time."

Song Jian heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Momo, I will lift this rock in a moment. You have to move quickly and climb out before the rock hits the ground. Is the height inside enough?"

Chen Mo looked up and said, "I'm fine."

Song Jian took a deep breath, slowly inserted the bucket under the rock, and said through the intercom: "Momo, get ready, three, two, one..."

The bucket and stones made harsh sounds, and the huge stones were violently lifted by the excavator.

At the moment when the thunder was too fast to cover his ears, Chen Mo jumped up and grabbed the stone above with both hands, his body suddenly got out, and rolled on the ground.

The big rock crashed into the deep pit where he had just hidden, filling it tightly.

Song Jian staggered down from the excavator, trembling to help Chen Mo on the ground: "Momo! Momo!"

Chen Mo's face was pale, but he was not injured.

He couldn't wait to look up at Song Jian.

Song Jian has lost a lot of weight, his cheekbones and bridge of nose look extraordinarily high, his jaw line has become tougher, and his face has almost lost flesh.

But his eyes were black, and the white eyeballs were bloodshot, but they were indeed the eyes of a living person.

Chen Mo seemed to be dreaming, he felt as if he was dreaming.

This dream is very long, maybe it started when I fell asleep in the old town that day, or maybe it was after I first met him ten years ago.

He met Song Jian, fell in love with Song Jian, and never woke up again.

There was no trace of blood on Chen Mo's pale face, and his thin lips trembled in the heavy rain, as if he was crying, but also as if he was about to laugh out of joy.

He stared intently at Song Jian's face, trembling and choking: "You are not dead...Song Jian...Song Jian...you are not dead...you are still alive right...you are not dead!!!"

Song Jian leaned over slowly, touching Chen Mo's forehead with his forehead, full of unspeakable guilt and nostalgia.

He said, "Momo...I'm not dead...I'm not dead..."

Chen Mo trembled and said, "I shot you...Song Jian...I shot...you turned into a zombie...you really turned into a zombie...Song Jian...I'm scared... ...I dare not see you turning into a zombie..."

The heavy rain was pouring down, and the sky was gloomy, and there was no light to be seen.

The broken rubble buried countless corpses, and the survivors hugged each other and wept on the mountain of corpses.

Song Jian couldn't remember what happened that day.

He only remembered that when Chen Mo fell asleep beside him, he suddenly felt a severe headache and dizziness, and the world of zombies flashed before his eyes, like a hallucination caused by exhaustion.

Song Jian took two anti-infectives, but he knew that it might be useless, and he had to prepare for the worst.

So he put the two things that Qin Wei dubbed "Zombie-specific atomic bombs" into his arms, walked into the living room, and waited silently for the mutation to come.

He owed Chen Mo too much, if Chen Mo would never forgive him, if he could no longer repay the debt he owed to Chen Mo in this life, then at least he would give Chen Mo a world as good as before.

The mutated world is milder than imagined.

He felt like he was floating in the water, he had nowhere to focus, he couldn't think, he could only listen to the voice in his head and follow the instructions to do everything.

Until he woke up and found himself wandering among the corpses.

The consciousness came back bit by bit, and it took him a while to figure out that he is not a zombie, he is a human.

It took a little more time to recall all the past, recalling his Chen Mo.

After Song Jian regained consciousness, he tried to find a way to get a car back to the safe zone, but met Qin Wei on the way.

Qin Wei looked at him in surprise or joy for a long time, and finally could only choke out a sentence: "Chen Mo has returned to Jiushan County."

So Song Jian hurried to Jiushan County. As soon as he got here, he saw Chen Mo buried under the rubble.

But those little brats who could only falter and yell were different. Song Jian and Chen Mo had a good understanding and immediately thought of the excavator.

So Song Jian took the lead and drove to a nearby village to find an excavator and drove over, and snatched Xia Kai's walkie-talkie along the way.

Chen Mo hasn't recovered yet.

It wasn't the shocking moment when I was trapped under the stone pile just now, but because... because...

He was immersed in the pain of losing Song Jian...too long...

This kind of pain has gradually eroded his muscles, bones, and flesh, and it hurts to the bone marrow even if he touches it.

He tried hard to convince himself, but he only got deeper and deeper.

And just when he was about to be exiled in self-torture, Song Jian suddenly appeared and hugged him tightly in his arms.

All of this seemed so unreal, making Chen Mo think he was in a dream, trembling and afraid to wake up.

The heavy rain was still falling, Xia Kai and Fang Yingchen had already run over from a distance, eagerly said to the latter: "Brother Chen! Brother Chen!!!"

Chen Mo staggered to stand up from Song Jian's arms, held on to a rock tremblingly, closed his eyes and gasped heavily, and asked, "Is everyone alright?"

Xia Kai said: "We're all fine, brother Chen, why don't we do it until the rain stops."

Chen Mo wiped off the rain on his face and said, "I made a mistake in my judgment. I didn't expect the corpses to rot here. Jiushan County will continue to rain for the next month in this season. If we don't finish it early, it will easily cause serious damage." plague."

Chen Mo didn't have time to think about it, he struggled to get out of the rock pile, and continued to blast the mountain to bury the corpses in the valley.

He and Song Jian's reunion was as hasty as parting, neither of them said a word, and they finished what they were doing first in tacit understanding.

They have been busy here until dark, and a large number of corpses have finally been completely buried in the valley, and the remaining stench will no longer be released.

Everyone was drenched and exhausted and returned to the camp, and each went to find a place to rest.

Chen Mo pushed the door open and walked into the room. He was about to close the door when he was blocked by a hand.

Chen Mo walked into the room in a muffled voice without looking back. Song Jian, who was walking behind him, followed in and closed the door behind him.

Song Jian took off his soaked clothes and threw them into Chen Mo's bathroom. He skillfully dug out the cups from the cupboard, poured two cups of hot water, and handed Chen Mo a cup: "Drink the hot water and go take a bath."

Chen Mo was a little awkward, he said, "I'll find someone to arrange a room for you."

Song Jian said, "Don't let me live here?"

Chen Mo paused for a while and said, "Whatever you want."

They have tortured each other for too long, love and hate are exhausted, leaving only the attachment rooted in the bottom of their hearts, they are already the closest people to each other in this world.

They didn't talk about the past, bathed, ate dinner, slept.

The next morning, Chen Mo opened his eyes, only to see that the rain had stopped and the east was pale.

Chen Mo got up and made the bed, put on his clothes and went out to patrol.

His old ak was folded in the valley, and he wanted to get another gun for self-defense.

Chen Mo is a nostalgic person, and it takes a long time to adapt to the new gun, which makes him feel a little troublesome.

When the gun was loaded, Chen Mo was about to go out to patrol, but saw Song Jian just came back from outside the camp, carrying two plastic bags in his hand. The plastic bags were filled with soil, and there were green leaves growing on the soil.

Chen Mo asked suspiciously, "What did you do?"

Song Jian said: "I went to the mountain in the morning and dug two seedlings of wild orchids. Digging the seedlings in the morning is easy to live, and I will plant them outside your window later. It's like a home."

Chen Mo felt distant sadness and tenderness in his heart, and he said softly, "I didn't expect you to remember."

Song Jian said: "Momo, I will never forget it again."

Xia Kai came out of the house yawning, stretched lazily, and suddenly, he shouted in surprise: "Brother Chen! Brother Chen, look! The sun!!!"

The sun rises every day in this land, but today is different.

Chen Mo and Song Jian turned their heads to look at the eastern sky together. The gray mist and cloud had dissipated, and the sun revealed its former light.

Half of the sky was dyed red and golden, which was the light they had only seen in their distant memories.

A new world begins.