The end of the world has come to me

Untitled Part 5 Departure

"There is a bag of biscuits, two bottles of milk, and a steak in the refrigerator. I just taught you how to light the fire?" Fu Yan asked.

Jiang Xinghuai nodded.

"Drinking water is here." Fu Yan pointed to the lower compartment of the refrigerator, and then pointed to the bathroom on the first floor. "I took three buckets of domestic water and put them in the bathroom. I will use them when the water stops." Jiang Xinghuai nodded again.

Fu Yan saw that he basically understood, frowned and thought for a while, but still didn't say the next sentence.

These foods can guarantee Jiang Xinghuai's diet for two days at most. If Jiang Xinghuai's father doesn't come after that, Jiang Xinghuai will starve to death here.

This information is too cruel for a child who has not yet reached adulthood.

Fu Yan thought about whether to take Jiang Xinghuai with him. He actually wanted to ask last night, but Jiang Xinghuai made it clear that he had to wait for his father.

Fu Yan glanced at the time. It was already 8 o'clock. He and his friend agreed to meet at 10 o'clock.

The two of them fell silent.

Jiang Xinghuai lowered his head, pulled the long sleeves of his suit, opened his mouth to say something, but was a little confused the moment he opened his mouth.

Fu Yan turned and left.

Jiang Xinghuai stayed there for a while, and the corner of his suit tightly clenched in his hand was already soaked.

Maybe it was the panic-infected virus, or maybe it was the uneasiness of being left alone again.

Jiang Xinghuai always felt that his hands and heart were empty.

He wanted to grab something, anything.

For example, a phone call.

"I'll call my dad again." Jiang Xinghuai whispered.

"What?" Fu Yan didn't hear clearly, and looked up and asked him in the gap of sorting things, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xinghuai looked up, loosened the corner of his clothes, and said it again.

"Okay." Fu Yan handed over the phone.

Jiang Xinghuai dialed the number, and Fu Yan turned and walked away.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

"Answer the phone, answer the phone..." Jiang Xinghuai unconsciously muttered in a low voice.

"Beep...beep...Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unreachable..."

Jiang Xinghuai hung up and called again.

Still unable to get through.

Jiang Xinghuai stared at the phone number until his eyes were sore, wiped his eyes, turned around and went into the bathroom.

Fu Yan packed his bag and began to bandage his wrist to his palm.

"Here you go." Jiang Xinghuai came over and handed over his phone.

Fu Yan looked at his red eyes and nose and said nothing.

"...Can I go with you?" Jiang Xinghuai asked softly, and soon said, "I don't want to wait for my dad. He may not come to see me."

Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

Jiang Xinghuai smiled lightly. His expression was unexpectedly calm for Fu Yan.