In front of the window, the man picked up a children's telescope and looked at the residential building across the road.

He discerned for two seconds and locked a window.

The window had curtains drawn, but the curtains were very thin and could not block the light. He could clearly see the shadows of objects in the room.

Most of the shadows are the same as usual, but one of the most important shadows is missing.

He lowered his head and glanced at his watch. It was now eleven o'clock at noon. Where was the girl who walked around the room every eleven o'clock?

What about the girl with shoulder-length hair, wearing a halter top and shorts?

He was extremely anxious. The girl was not only a girl, but also the pillar of his soul.

He is not a strong person. After the end of the world, his lonely and helpless life made him despair, and he once thought of committing suicide.

That day, he had already tied the rope to the chandelier, and at that moment, the girl's figure flashed across the residential building opposite.

He was overjoyed to find out that he was not alone, and there was such a girl living across the street.

The despair in his heart dissipated, he took off the rope, found the telescope he had played with when he was a child, and observed the girl's daily life every day.

The thin curtains blocked his view, and he could not see the girl's appearance, but he guessed from her figure that she must be a beautiful girl.

His lonely heart was filled with that figure, and the sweetness and sourness of love dispelled the bitterness of fear.

The few minutes the girl spent hanging by the window every day were the happiest time in his life.

But now, the girl has disappeared for three days.

Yesterday, he stayed at the window 24 hours a day and saw no movement on the other side.

Could it be...

No, how could God be so cruel and attack such a beautiful girl?

He stood up and walked around the room. His heart was struggling, and his love heart was rushing against the door of fear.

Finally, he made up his mind.

He picked up a kitchen knife, put it on the rice cooker, put on a thick cotton coat, and tied books with tape on his limbs for protection.

He wants to find that girl and the light in his life.

After he was fully armed, he went to the kitchen and took out the last, remaining half box of bread.

Originally, he only ate one a day to maintain the most basic physical fitness, but now, he wants to go all out.

He opened three pieces of bread and ate them hungrily, then drank a bowl of water and walked out resolutely.

Love breaks through the door of fear and rushes onto the desolate road.

Roar--

A zombie called to the bird on the telephone pole.

Bang——

Love took two steps back and closed the door tightly.

He ran home, huddled in the corner and cried bitterly.

He didn't dare.

He really didn't dare.

"Trash, you trash!" He hit his head hard, using the pain to relieve the guilt in his heart.

The girl is his light, and he should be the girl's knight, but he, a knight, doesn't even have the courage to go out!

He was tired from beating and crying, and sat on the ground sluggishly.

I don't know how long it took, but the phone in his pocket vibrated.

This is the alarm clock he set. At this time, there is a 13 out of 60 chance that the girl will be hanging by the window.

His eyes suddenly became brighter. Using his hands and feet, he climbed to the balcony and looked at the opposite window with a telescope.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, time passed by minute by minute, but the girl never appeared.

His eyes lost their luster again.

Why, God, why are you so cruel! Why don't you take my life first!

Tears streamed down his cheeks and onto the floor tiles.

He fell to his knees, his light, his goddess, left him. This was all his fault. He shouldn't have looked so secretly. He should have found a way to communicate with the girl. He should have helped the girl instead.

On the third day after the girl disappeared, I cried bitterly here.

If God gives him a chance, he must walk in front of the girl, abandon his timidity, and offer his loyalty and bravery.

As for now, as for now...

He took one last look at the window. The light filtered through the thin curtain, glowing with gleaming light.

I am coming.

He took out the rope, passed it through the chandelier, and stretched his neck into the rope noose.

He kicked away the chair.

The chandelier made a creaking sound, and the rope tightened around his neck. He felt his blood surge and had difficulty breathing.

Here I come, my goddess.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but the next moment, the smile froze.

He widened his eyes and stared at the opposite side.

What did he see? That familiar figure appeared at the window! What did he see? That divine figure appeared at the window!

He was extremely happy. At this moment, hell became heaven. He saw the Virgin and the light that created the world! But the discomfort in his neck brought him back to reality.

He woke up suddenly and struggled violently.

God, what has he done!

He closed his eyes in despair.

From the shadow of the ceiling, a small fur ball came out and cut the rope with a blade.

The man fell to the ground and didn't care to think about the rope breaking. He coughed and rushed to the balcony, picked up the telescope and looked across.

There was no figure by the window.

Why is there no figure!

He refused to give up, staring and watching without blinking. One minute passed, two minutes passed, and a full ten minutes passed, but no figure appeared.

He dropped the telescope and sat on the ground in despair.

Was that his imagination?

Was it the girl who couldn't bear his death, so she showed up and asked him to live a good life?

He was moved to tears.

What a kind and holy girl this is!

But what’s the point of a world without you?

He picked up the rope again and hung it on the chandelier.

The pain in his heart made his hands dull, and he couldn't put it on even after three attempts.

"Want to help?" a voice said.

"No need." He replied subconsciously. It took him three seconds to realize what happened.

He looked behind him in shock, where a hooded man looked at him with a smile.

He was surprised at first, and then showed a bitter smile.

"It's meaningless," he shook his head, "she's already dead."

"What?" Xia Yi asked doubtfully.

He didn't answer and looked absently at the building opposite.

"You mean the person on the opposite floor?" Xia Yi understood, "He's just too hungry to move. I just gave him food."

The man couldn't believe his ears, and his body trembled: "Really?"

"Really." Xia Yi opened her satchel, "He bought a bag of rice and some snacks. What do you want? One hundred and fifty rice. The snacks are all at market price."

"I don't want these."

The man rushed into the bedroom, took out his wallet, and knelt in front of Xia Yi: "Please, take me to see her, I want to see her!"

Xia Yi scratched his head, feeling a little troubled.

But it's not difficult.

"If you have the guts, just follow me." Xia Yi walked out the door.
To be continued...