The world is so wild, I want to go to Kang Kang

Chapter 170 Zombies are coming (2)

The subway goes directly to the school gate.

During the May Day holiday, the school was very quiet.

The local students have all gone home, and those from other places who cannot go home have gone out to travel.

The box that Shi Yue was carrying was quite large and made quite a lot of noise. The dormitory manager on duty downstairs heard the noise and came out to see what was going on.

"Classmate, which floor are you from?"

"Sixth floor."

She was curious why he asked this.

The aunt quickly explained the confusion. She took out the notebook in her hand and looked at it. "Well, it seems that the students on the sixth floor haven't returned yet."

He pointed again and said, "Sign here."

Shi Yue took it and saw that it was a form recording the return to school and dormitory.

She bowed her head, signed, and went upstairs.

Sixth floor, that’s such a numeral that makes me vomit just thinking about it.

I resigned myself to my fate, carrying my suitcase and schoolbag, and climbing up the stairs one level at a time, clanging and clattering.

She was like a donkey that only knew how to run forward, grunting all the time.

As much of a little princess as she is at home, she is as much of a maid as she is at school.

A Chinese woman who is working hard at school on all the tasks she has never done in her life and never gives up!

Just before her hand was about to break, she finally reached the top.

The sixth floor is the highest, and for some reason she was assigned to live on it from her undergraduate to her graduate studies.

The chosen girl for climbing stairs.

Ventilate the room first when entering, it will make her feel hot.

The school is in the north, where summer is not as hot and humid as in the south. If you are sweating like this, a breeze will be very refreshing.

But she doesn't like opening the door and prefers privacy.

Coincidentally, my roommate didn’t come back either.

My roommate is also from the local area. Every time he goes home, he returns to school on time, for fear of wasting a minute at home.

While her body was already sticky and dirty from sweat, she washed her hands and started packing.

After everything is in order, work up a sweat, take a shower and then you can lie down and take a nice nap.

She opened the box, took out various snacks, and placed them in the snack cabinet she had specially bought.

It's packed full, and each floor is classified.

Then, she took out the daily necessities to replace the ones that were missing. She was the kind of person who liked to use more of everything and would buy some as spares.

I don't seek anything else, I just feel at peace.

I also hung up the newly bought clothes vertically, took out the outdated clothes in the closet that I didn't like, folded them and put them in a bag.

I plan to put it in the recycling bin for used clothes when I go downstairs to pick up the express delivery later.

That's about it.

After finishing all the tidying up, she found her toiletries and went into the bathroom.

Their graduate student dormitory is a double bedroom with a private bathroom and a large window sill.

However, this window sill is useless. It is on the top floor, and there is a four-story building outside that is tightly connected to it, and there is an express delivery station next to it.

Looking down, you can see the scenery of the rooftops, which is blocked by some tall trees.

The visibility is very poor, and there are few people to be seen.

There are also benefits, quietness.

After taking a shower, she heard her cell phone ringing. It was a call from her classmate Xia Wusheng.

Cut open and connect.

As a result, I missed the latest news and information push.

The title reads: "A collective riot is suspected to have broken out in xx city, and people are cannibalizing..."

Since I didn’t click on the text that follows, I don’t know what it means.

"Hey?"

"Shi Yue, I'm Xia Wusheng."

The man's voice on the other end sounded timid, as if he felt embarrassed to disturb her.

"Yeah, I know, I saved your phone number," she was wondering why he called.

Continue to ask, "What's the matter?"

"Oh, I just want to ask you to borrow my notes for class xxx, is that okay?" One of my professional courses is about to end, and I have to catch up on my notes so that I can review them for the final exam.

The word "ma" was uttered cautiously, as light as a feather, falling into her ears.

"Sure, come downstairs and I'll get it for you."

Borrowing notes or something is not a big deal. Since the other person has called and asked for it, just give it to them.

She is not an academic genius, and she doesn't have any legendary study secrets that she can't let others see.

After hanging up the phone, he quickly wiped it a few times with a towel and then blew it with a hair dryer for a minute.

I found the notebook on the desk, took it and went downstairs.

Didn't bring a cell phone.

The cell phone was left on the bed, buzzing non-stop with news pushes, missed calls, and many group messages.

She didn't see any of it.

This building is occupied by graduate students. Compared with undergraduates who have to attend classes on time, they have relatively more freedom.

The more time you have at your disposal, the more uncommon problems are likely to arise.

Either I stay in the dormitory for a long time, or I spend the whole day in the library or sitting in the tutor's office.

It's even quieter during the holidays, and no one comes out.

However, a few people passed by just now, all of them were in a hurry and had serious expressions. I don’t know what was going on.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw the boy standing with his back to the door.

It is tall, thin and white, like a tall young poplar tree.

Very polite.

He has a very good temper. I have never seen him angry in more than a year in the same class. He is polite and well-mannered in dealing with people.

It can be seen that he is a boy from a well-off family and lives a happy life.

"Xia Wusheng."

She went over and called him. Her hair was not dried and a strand of it stuck to her right cheek.

Xia Wusheng turned around in response.

"for you."

She handed the notebook over. Her fair and tender arms, which had just been moistened by the shower, looked even more attractive against the backdrop of the black notebook.

So white that it seems to be glowing.

"Thank you, thank you."

He didn't dare to look any further and looked away.

In summer, everyone wears cool clothes and there are many tank tops on the streets.

But when I saw that she obviously had just taken a shower, my heart began to beat fast and my face felt a little hot.

"Hey, why are you thanking me when we're in the same class?"

Shi Yue didn't take it seriously. After giving her the things, she went upstairs to continue blow-drying her hair, which was very uncomfortable because it was wet.

"Then I'll go up."

"Okay," he responded dryly with only one or two words, "I'll finish it as soon as possible and return it to you."

Shi Yuedu stepped onto the stairs without turning his head and waved to him with his back.

"Don't worry, I don't need it now."

"Goodbye."

As the voice disappeared, her vivid figure also disappeared.

"Goodbye."

Xia Wusheng could only reply softly, but no one heard him.

Shi Yue returned to the room and blew his hair dry and took care of it.

After blowing and applying, another ten minutes passed.

The hair dryer was whirring in front of her, and she couldn't hear any sound from outside. At this moment, when it was quiet, she suddenly felt as if someone was screaming outside the building.

One sound after another, not like the usual sounds of playing and joking that you hear.

"What are you doing?"

She moved closer to the windowsill, trying to get a closer look.

As soon as she opened the window door, she heard a voice coming from downstairs on the fifth floor, which was facing her.

Whimpering, mixed with a wild beast-like roar coming from the throat.

Look down.

"what--"