From heaven to hell, it often only takes one thought.

Sitting in the tree house dejectedly, Fu Hongyang did not become numb again, he was just filled with pain in his heart. His nerves had long been tortured by disaster, and despair could not defeat him again.

It's just that kind of pain, no one can understand.

Black Dog Doudou can't.

It only circles under the black skull tree and makes a humming sound, which probably means that it is hungry again - ordinary black skull seeds cannot be hungry too much, and the black skull seeds it ate last night had long been digested.

He rubbed his face hard.

Fu Hongyang put away the negative emotions bursting out in his heart and was excited: "No matter what, I have food and drink now, and I have hope to survive, so I should live! I believe that parents, Xu Ya and the others must be working hard to survive like me!"

As long as you live, you will meet one day!

At this moment, my parents' smiles came to my mind. My parents from rural areas have low educational level, but they are hard-working and have bought a house in the city. In order to repay the loan and to support their college years, their parents can handle any hardships when they get up early and work late.

There is no reason why they can't withstand the smog disaster, especially because they work in big cities, and there are definitely more ways to deal with the disaster in big cities.

Thinking of this, he had no idea of ​​suicide.

Then Xu Ya's gentle smile appeared in his mind. The older ones were in love. They had been dating for almost three years and their relationship was always very good. They imagined the future together, enjoyed learning together, made an agreement, and after graduation, they must stay in the same city to work...

Put away the memories.

Take a deep breath.

He picked a few black beads from the black bead tree and threw them down. The humming beads immediately began to eat.

"I have decided that I will eat mulberry fruits in the future, and you will eat black seeds." Fu Hongyang came down from the tree and touched Doudou's head with a kind tone.

Continue to work and prepare to expand the scale of the black tree house and prepare to live on the canopy for a long time.

Moreover, the zombies have retreated into the smog. He can try to explore the surrounding houses and search for all survival supplies. With Wuzhu as the base, he can survive as much as possible.

One afternoon, he repeatedly climbed and downed trees, both to practice climbing trees quickly and transporting supplies. He almost demolished his hometown, especially the door of the second floor, which was removed by him one by one, and then transported to the black tree and then fixed.

The sakura tree canopy is big enough, and it is growing bigger enough to put down many doors.

Directly above the tree house, three doors were pieced together to support a ceiling. In order to ensure that they could hide from the rain, he also laid a layer of plastic leather for straw on it. In fact, he originally wanted to use a bed board as a ceiling, but he couldn't get it alone, which was too heavy.

After being busy until dark, Fu Hongyang decisively decided to spend the night in the tree house.

"Doudou, I'll give you a choice, should I live with me in the tree house, or stay in the tiled house?" He held Doudou, who had nothing to do, and wanted it to follow him up the tree.

But Doudou was reluctant to climb a tree, so she could only stay in the tiled house in the end.

A dark night.

Lying in the quilt in the tree house, unable to see the surroundings, Fu Hongyang was still not used to going to bed at around seven o'clock, staring blankly and muttering: "March 13 ends, tomorrow is White Valentine's Day. This year's Valentine's Day is the third day of the Chinese New Year. We can't spend it together. We made an appointment to celebrate White Valentine's Day..."

Unfortunately, we couldn't spend together on March 14th.

"call!"

"On the tenth day of the disaster, I will continue to persevere!"

...

night.

It was another dream. This time Fu Hongyang did not dream of turning into a black seed. On the contrary, he dreamed that a black seed germinated in his belly.

After germination, it quickly grows into a small sapling, and then the sapling blooms a small white flower. After the sapling witheres, a small green fruit is hung.

“It’s not yet familiar.”

The fruit did not ripen immediately, but just kept its newborn appearance and slowly absorbed nutrients from his stomach.

In his dream, he observed the short sapling and the fruits hanging on the saplings in a transcendent way. The saplings can basically be judged as black saplings. There are no sprouts, only one branch, only seven or eight leaves on the branches, and then a small fruit is hung.

The fruit is in the shape of black seeds.

"I knew that the fragrant black seeds are not simple. Now something is parasitic in my body... I don't know when this sapling grew up and drilled my stomach?" He felt that the sapling was a parasite similar to an alien shape, but his instinct was intimate with the sapling.

It's like a part of yourself, like nails and hair.

In the hazy state, he developed a new dream, which was similar to the previous dream, and it was also a black seed germinated.

The difference is that this black seed sprouts in his heart and grows into small saplings, blooming small white flowers. When the small white flowers wither, a small black seed-shaped fruit will be hung on it.

"One tree is not enough, and two are parasitized. Is there a third one because I eat three seeds of black seeds?"

A prophecy came true.

The third black seed sprouted in his head, and finally a small fruit hung on it.

The head, heart, belly, three tiny saplings, and three tiny fruits were quietly rooted in his body, slowly absorbing nutrients, and constantly nurturing three small fruits.

All have a sense of intimacy.

All are indescribable experiences.

...

morning.

It was a little brighter.

After the sunlight passed through the haze, it was impossible to tell where it was. Fu Hongyang woke up from his sleep and sat on the bed in the tree house. Although the pieced together bed was uncomfortable sleeping, he still felt refreshed. His body was particularly healthy and energetic, and he exuded youth from the inside out.

"If it weren't for the disaster, today would be awesome."

Then he suddenly remembered something, quickly lifted his clothes and checked his belly.

There are six insignificant abdominal muscles on the stomach, and the skin is whiter than usual. You can see the cyan blood vessels under the skin. Apart from this, there are no abnormal symptoms.

"Is the dream I had last night true? Isn't the black saplings really parasitized in my stomach, heart, and head, right?"

He rubbed his stomach hard, trying to feel the sapling.

The result is futile and there is no feeling.

The same is true for the heart and head. You can't feel any strangeness of the parasitic saplings, and from the perspective of feeling, you don't feel like you are parasitized by foreign objects at all.

"It turns out that I think too much. I've been in contact with Wu Ju all day, and it's normal to dream at night."

Just as he shook his chaotic thoughts and was about to get up, a loud rumbling sound suddenly came under the tree. At the same time, Wu Ju also shook violently for a few times, shaking him who had just stood up on the bed.

He didn't care about falling down, so he directly looked under the tree.

The second-story building that was originally pressed by Wushou, the old house he had lived in for more than ten years had collapsed in a burst of dust.

Only one wall and half of the room remained.
Chapter completed!