Chapter 6
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[July 11, 4:30 p.m.]
The youth was running down the broken path with Arya on his back, and it didn't take long for them to gradually move away from the exploding, flame-splattered ruins behind them.
The teenager ran very fast, and the running action was very smooth. Even when the debris was scattered, the road surface with the crust raised was still flat on the ground, deftly avoiding the glass pebbles falling from the tall buildings, and jumping off the ground. Both big and small gaps.
"Even in the face of the huge monster just now, he was able to pass through the monster without changing his expression.
It seemed like he was just a little uncomfortable. He was extraordinary, he must be the type of ... a warrior with special training. I've only seen this kind of person on TV before , and I thought that this kind of person didn't exist. I didn't expect at all ...
"This kind of person actually exists." he thought.
Seeing the young man carrying him, an invisible sense of security radiated from Arya's heart.
"This person looks very reliable, as long as I am by his side, then I probably won't die."
Arya thought so, and his heart that was hanging in his throat was released, allowing him to calm down and think clearly.
Suddenly, the young man straightened up abruptly and pulled away the hand that had previously carried Arya.
Arya slid down the young man's body, and then suddenly fell to the ground inexplicable, and sat down on a sharp pebble.
"Auch ... "
He wanted to scream like that, but he was still suppressed by a sense of terror.
"Okay ... it's safe here." The boy stretched his waist, worked his muscles and bones, then patted off the dust on his body.
Then he turned and glanced at Arya who was sitting on the ground.
"I don't think your injury is serious, can you go by yourself?"
"Well ... the wound isn't serious, but you just knocked me over ... "
The young man said lightly, "Oh?"
"You ... you just dropped me onto a gravel mound. When you knock people over, can you tell me in advance ... "
Arya muttered under his breath.
"Oh, I'm sorry"
The apology came out, but Arya felt no sincerity in those words.
After all, the person in front of him was his savior, so in this case, it didn't matter ...
Thinking of this, Arya stood up trembling, patted her butt which was still sore, and patted the dust off her body.
"Are you hungry?"
The young man suddenly asked himself this.
....
Arya just remembered that she slept in until 2pm this morning, and had just woken up and was lying in her bed watching TV, but just watched TV for a while, this horrible thing happened. He didn't have breakfast or lunch, his stomach was completely empty, filled with fearand
After meeting the young man in front of him, the panic in his stomach was instantly emptied, panic from hunger flooded his brain, and his body and limbs instantly collapsed like a squeezed balloon.
"That's right! We have come to the right place," said the boy.
It was then that Arya raised his head and looked in front of him carefully. In front of them was a small shop. The dim lights flickered as if they would fall any minute. There was no one in the shop anymore, and all kinds of goods were neatly placed on the shelves. Various vegetarian foods, instant noodles, potato chips, bread, biscuits, as well as various drinks and water.
"Is there anyone here!"
The teenager screamed
Then he kicked open the glass door at the front of the store!
"Prangg"
Splashes of glass scattered all over the floor
Arya was surprised, so he hastily leaned towards the boy's back.
"Hey, the door is already open, why did you kick it?!"
The boy turned his head with a smile, a smirk on his mouth
"It's nothing, it's just that I want to try this feeling."
'I ... also want to do that!"
"Hahahaha!"
The boy just laughed at that.
Arya looked taken aback and looked at the boy in front of him, just when he didn't know the situation yet.
The young man had already run to the merchandise rack, sat down, and calmly selected the merchandise.
"Well ... what do you think tastes good?"
"Roast ... or pickled? Pork bone ... or chicken soup"
The boy said to himself.
'Hey! What flavor do you want?" The boy suddenly turned to Arya and shouted at him
Arya didn't even react for a moment.
.. " "
"Eh?"
"Beef ... "
Before he could say anything, an instant noodle was thrown his way.
Arya raised his hand and took the instant noodles. He held it in his hand, it was instant noodles seasoned with chicken soup.
"I think I just said ... I want the taste of beef, right?"
'Oh, there's only one left for the beef flavour. I want that, so you can choose the rest ... "
"Then you didn't have to ask me in the first place ... "
Arya and the young man had a series of conversations, making himself feel inexplicable.
It's this seemingly meaningless dialogue that completely diverts Arya's fears, and pulls him back from the brink of despair. It just uses a few simple actions, a few words. The conversation guided his mind imperceptible. Allowing himself to temporarily forget about the huge monster that had destroyed the world before this, and focus on trivial matters.
The young man in front of him seemed to be a mess without discipline, but perhaps his every step was carefully calculated, as if he were a mature and experienced psychologist, dispelling the terrible fear in Arya's heart.
"Maybe ... he did it for me ... "
Arya thought so, looked at the young man in front of her, admiring him for a moment. "Here, there is still hot water in this place!"
Arya and the young man made instant noodles and ate them there.
"How? How does it feel?"
The young man asked Arya.
Arya was very hungry after not eating all day. He had never expected that the first instant noodles he ate after experiencing a crisis like this would be so delicious, each noodle seemed to be immersed in a rich and delicious soup. Every sip of the soup was filled with life's vitality.
"Yeah! Delicious! Tastes like chicken soup!" "Oh?"
"Didn't it taste like chicken soup before?"
The boy thought this was interesting, so he repeated it.
They had just rested in this small shop for a few minutes.
"Wanna have a beer?" The boy took a can of beer out of the fridge and handed it to Arya.
"No, no .. "
Arya refuses.
"Then this is it!"
A cold can of cola was thrown, and Arya reached out to catch it.
The boy also came and sat beside Arya with his back against the wall.
Klik'
The can is opened.
- Writer
