December 29th

I looked at my phone, but I couldn't dial the number. I also couldn't receive calls because I was in arrears. But I am still used to charging. Afraid because

I was so bored that I ignored the time on the calendar on the wall. The biggest advantage of the mobile phone now is that it is a clock. You don't have to worry about forgetting what time it is in a few days. Because as long as it still works. Then it will tell you clearly.

It has been 5 days since the city was locked down.

Today is December 29th. Monday. sunny.

You can't imagine that the area you live in is now like falling into a hell. Through glass doors and windows. People coming out of the balcony can no longer be seen. They spend all their time, just like me. Deeply locked in the room.

The cries and screams were intermittent. I don't have the ability to care about someone's family. There is no way to find out. I can only chat with A Dong next door about the changes in the neighborhood online. His observations are more careful than mine. he told me. It seems that many people in our area are infected with the virus.

  I already know.

Those cries and hysterical shouts were the wails of family members who were unprepared to be infected.

They called for their families while crying.

Even, they were quarreling.

Perhaps, they are debating whether they should leave their infected family members outside. Let it fend for itself. It's better than putting a time bomb in your home.

But whoever makes this decision will suffer pain and cruel torture.

I woke up last night to the sound of my neighbor crying on my pillow. And now I am tired thinking about these trivial things about them.

I suddenly became worried about my friends and colleagues.

Bo Kang and Xin. Wensuo and Ji. And Pingping.

You may ask me curiously. Why don't I worry about my family?

That's because my family are all far away. 

  fair enough. At least I am worried that they will be missing one. I can understand this time. Everyone is worried about their family. perhaps. At this time, it is a happy thing not to have family. If I get the virus myself. Then you have to bear it alone. There is no need to bear the tears of others.

I don't have any news about my good friends and colleagues on the Internet. I sent them a message. They didn't reply.

Someone else was crying in the building opposite. I vaguely heard a loud sound. Didn't bother with it. At night. A Dong just told me. Someone jumped off the building.

I looked at the floor-to-ceiling glass door next to the balcony. Nothing was found. Even if I stand on a chair. Only a dark corpse could be seen.

I suddenly saw the light opposite turn on. The door there opened. It turned out to be the woman who was chatting with the balcony next door that day. I still remember that she was jealous of the neighbor across the street. It's her. She walked to the balcony crying. Her balcony has no railings.

She held her child in her arms. A 7.8-year-old boy. I remember seeing him playing in the district. And now he was lying stiffly in her mother's arms.

Her mother cried and called his name. He just lay there. I can't see clearly what he looks like. Because he was wrapped in a sheet. I think. This is the cruelest thing in the world. Her mother wanted to keep the whole family safe. Want to throw his child out.

I really can't bear to watch it. Quietly closed the curtains. I heard the mother and her husband arguing. Maybe his husband picked up the child and threw it down. Or maybe the mother threw it away herself. After a heart-wrenching cry. I heard the sound of objects hitting the cement floor. Then there was only crying.

I sat on the sofa and watched TV. I can no longer smell the musty smell in the room. There is less and less news on TV. Mine is new news. They are still repeating the previous fragments. It seems that these days. Nothing big happened. So there is no news.

But these can be found on the Internet.

You could have seen that the whole world was paying attention to this place. And now. It's not just Hemen City anymore.

25th. A suspected case of "corpse bacteria" infection was discovered in the northern city of Oushui. 

26th. Two cases outside the province. 

27th. Fifteen more cities have been added, and patients infected with "corpse bacteria" have appeared. 

The mayor of Hemen is missing. 

As for that official fantasy real estate. It has also been criticized. It became a waste.

Everyone is blessing the families of those who died online.

Everyone is talking about what they see and hear. The word they use most is:"despair."

Noon on the 30th. Prepared a piece of noodles for myself. According to my own plan at that time. No more, no less. But I couldn't swallow it no matter what. The toothpaste has been used up for 2 days. So I started to feel uncomfortable these days.

No fruits, no vegetables. These things cannot be kept for long. They have all passed the test. It's only been more than 10 days now. I can't help but start thinking about it again.

When I was thinking about how to plan for the future. I heard the sound of metal colliding from my balcony. Something fell on my balcony. I walked over and took a look. It's an empty can.

I was looking through the glass curiously. I heard A Dong's voice.

"Hu Chuan... Hu Chuan..." He was calling me.

I responded loudly inside:"What's wrong, A Dong?"

"Come out. Give me a cigarette." A Dong.

I smiled secretly and went out at this time. Maybe he won't come back alive. I really can't imagine that A Dong is standing on the balcony now. Could it be that he doesn't want to live anymore?

"It's too dangerous outside." I said.

He smiled.

"Let's do this. Wrap up your whole body, then come out and give me the cigarette." He said.

I hesitated for a moment.

I thought to myself, this is not the way to go out. Just to give him a cigarette. Is it worth the risk?

"You come out, I'll wait for you. I'll give you a break now. If anything goes wrong, I'll call. You don't have to come out. It's sunny outside now and there's no wind. If you come out, I'll give you a can of Coke." "

As he talked like this, my heart was shaken.

That Coke seems to have magic power. I have been eating noodles for a long time. Drinking water and tea. Now if I could have a bottle of Coke, it would slightly change the taste of my mouth. It's not a good decision.

"Cowards..." Adong said.

"Wait..." I agreed to him.

I put on a black windbreaker. Weared a hat and glasses. Put on gloves and put on shoes. I also put garbage bags on my pants and shoes. Then tie it tightly. Then, I pushed open the glass door. Went out.

Breathing the outside air through the mask. It's much better than in the house. I turned my head and looked to the left. On that balcony. There was a man standing in a blue windbreaker. Like me, he was wrapped up completely and airtight. That looks like a Japanese ninja. However, he was wearing big, round frog glasses. That's very funny.

A Dong saw me. We laughed out loud in unison.

"Listen, there are people on the Internet who just go out like that." A Dong.

"Which network is it on?" I asked. I thought to myself, I have used this method a long time ago. When throwing away garbage.

"All." He said.

I took out a pack of cigarettes and thought about how to throw them away. Because his balcony is the same as mine. Anti-theft railings are installed. In addition, the clothes I am wearing now wrap myself up tightly. The movements are not very neat. If you throw it away. What a pity.

"Throw it over." A Dong.

"If your railing falls down, it's none of my business." I said.

"You're not that stupid, are you? It's only so far away." A Dong turned around and looked at me.

I threw the cigarette away. It happened to be thrown in through the gap in the railing. Adong hurriedly picked it up. Then unpack. One was drawn out. I took out the lighter I had prepared and got on.

"Thank you." A Dong.

"Aren't you afraid that you could eat that thing through your exposed mouth while smoking?" Me.

"It's not that unlucky. By the way, I've already thrown the Coke away." A Dong.

Maybe he threw it in while I was looking for cigarettes. Sure enough, I saw it in the corner of the balcony. Lie down and listen to Coca-Cola. And it's still ice.

"Don't drink?" he asked me.

I was hesitating whether the virus would get into my Coke when I opened it.

"It's up to you." A Dong. "These are the few bottles I have left. I am still willing to trade cigarettes with you. I am going to go out to find food tomorrow. I have nothing at home." A Dong.

I was surprised. However, I am worried that Adong will ask me for something. So I took the Coke and prepared to leave the balcony.

"Don't leave so quickly. I want to ask you if you would like us to go out together."

I have nothing to say.

"I can tell just by looking at you that you are a person who is afraid of death." A Dong.

"I feel there is danger. The current situation is still unclear." I.

"But you can't starve to death at home, right?" A Dong.

I nodded. Yiruxin told him:"I still have instant noodles. Do you want them?"

The reason why I came out. This is to prevent A Dong from thinking that I am a desperate person. Even if I don't want to.

He glanced at me. There's something strange about that look. Maybe it's because he's wearing a frog goggle.

"Then, give me two bags for today's food. Will you go with me tomorrow?" A Dong asked.

I shook my head.

He continued to look at me. Then I didn't mention it again. I took the Coke back to the room. I took out two packs of instant noodles from a box. Then he walked to the balcony and threw it to him. He just said:"Thank you." Then he put out the cigarette. He glanced at me.

"So, do I need to bring anything back for you tomorrow?" Ah*ran asked.

How dare I speak? I shook my head.

So, he went back to the room.

I looked around on the balcony. Now that we're on the balcony, let's take a good look. What is happening around you these days?

There seemed to be a lot more corpses. On the way to the district. A stiff corpse lying upside down. They don't seem to be rotting anymore, just black and curly. Lying there weirdly. Maybe there's something ugly (I smelled one by chance.) Maybe it's from the bursting belly. The smell comes out. Some mice are eating. No one cleans up. The corpses were lying like that.

I looked downstairs opposite. As expected, don't leave the child downstairs that night. But the sheet just covered him. The mother will not be sad again when she sees the child's face.

This is the extent of what I can see.

What I saw was except for the district building. All he saw were corpses like dead branches. Their stomachs were broken. Lying quietly on the road. on the grass. By the ditch. Even the stairs of other buildings. These people are all residents of the district. But no family members dared to come down to visit them. Bury them by the way. You can only let it lie there casually. And they were hiding in the house. Sad cry.

These are not the most serious.