Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies-Chapter 239 - Is This Your Boyfriend
Chapter 239: Chapter 239: Is This Your Boyfriend?
Chapter 239: Chapter 239: Is This Your Boyfriend?
Jiang Yan inwardly let out a bitter smile.
If one were to talk about melodrama, the events that transpired in her life would put theirs to shame.
She had already grown accustomed to the strange and unusual.
“By the way, has Sun Jingtao recovered?” she asked.
Kong Wu replied, “Not yet. Brother Tao has injuries to his bones and lungs. Fortunately, the doctors here at the base are skilled in surgery, and with the sophisticated equipment, after some rest he should be out of the woods.”
“Can I visit them tomorrow?” Jiang Yan glanced at the time, noting it was just after six in the afternoon.
Outside, the world was already shrouded in darkness.
Heading out through the snowstorm tonight would clearly be unrealistic.
Kong Wu shook his head, “Ye Qing is part of the base’s top laboratory, and it’s said that he has to return to a special recovery pod in the lab every day. He is also subjected to all-around training on a regular basis, so we won’t have the opportunity to see him.
Brother Tao and Sister Dai are staying in the Underground City, where the gates have already been closed for the night. You’ll have to wait until tomorrow. Brother Song has patrol duties tonight, and I will report to him first thing in the morning that you have arrived at Flame Base. Then, he can take you to the Underground City.
They will be thrilled to death to know you are still alive.”
It was only then that Jiang Yan learned that due to the blizzard and Mo Jingsheng’s imminent arrival at Flame Base, Mo Shiyao and her group had temporarily settled down there.
And because of Mo Shiyao’s influence, Song Qian had been assigned the position of vice-captain in the base’s defense forces, with Kong Wu continuing to stay by his side.
“Mo Jingsheng is coming to Flame Base?” Jiang Yan was momentarily surprised.
Kong Wu pondered for a second, “Yes, it seems that the leaders of several other major bases are coming as well, though I’m not sure of the reason.”
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The two chatted a bit more about other matters.
Seeing that it was getting late, Kong Wu settled the arrangements for the next day with her and then stood up to take his leave.
Following Song Qian gave Kong Wu a bit more freedom compared to other defense personnel, but he still needed to participate in the nightly collective training.
Jiang Yan closed the door of the snow house and returned to her icy seat, zoning out for a while.
She still had many unanswered questions in her mind.
But the information Kong Wu had was at best superficial; she would have to wait until the next day to ask Song Qian for more details.
As for Ye Qing, she would also need to inquire about him the next day, to see if a meeting could be arranged.
It was apparent that Mo Shiyao looked after them quite well, so Jiang Yan reckoned she might be able to find some help through her.
However, those matters were for later; for now, she could only take things one step at a time.
*
The following day.
Jiang Yan naturally woke up and returned to the snow house just as it was getting light outside.
Hua Bao had stood watch outside all night and, sensing her leaving the Space, hurriedly scrambled into the snow house.
Just as Jiang Yan was about to stow away the alcohol stove and candles in the Space, someone gently knocked on the wooden door.
“Su Yaen, are you awake?” It was Jiang Ye.
Jiang Yan’s brow furrowed slightly: how did he know where she lived?
She turned to open the door.
The snowfall had lessened today, but with the whooshing wind, it was still quite cold.
Jiang Ye stood outside, his body covered in snow, holding a bag stamped with a dog’s head.
He wasn’t wearing a mask today, and Jiang Yan hadn’t had time to don her own mask and hat.
For a brief second, their eyes met, marking their first encounter.
He had naturally curly hair, double eyelids, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and deep-set eyes, giving off a somewhat mixed-race appearance.
Upon seeing Jiang Yan’s true face, his eyes lit up, and with a smirk, he said,
“I asked the lady who manages the rental place and found out you live here. I remembered I had some things left in my backpack, so I brought them over for you.” Before Jiang Yan could ask, he had introduced himself.
Before she could speak, he added, “The wind’s a bit strong. I hurried out and forgot my mask. May I come in and sit for a while?”
The wind was indeed strong, cutting across the face like little knives.
After a moment’s thought, Jiang Yan let him into the house.
Regardless, the fact that he had previously swung his knife to save her from a rat tail was an established fact.
Furthermore, he had been so obliging without apparent reason; she wanted to see what was really on his mind.
If one considered that he had designs on her based on her looks, it was impossible earlier since they were both wrapped up from head to toe, so he couldn’t have known what she looked like.
As for coveting her wealth, under the circumstances they revealed outside, there wasn’t much difference between him and her.
“This is dog food with beef and chicken added. It was originally bought for my little pet, but it didn’t survive the intense heat.
I ate half of it on the road, and it tastes quite good and is nutritionally rich. Don’t turn your nose up at it.” Upon entering the house, Jiang Ye handed over the bag to her.
Jiang Yan did not take it but declined with a smile, “You keep it for yourself. I still have some food.”
It was not a matter of being disdainful.
Eating dog food might sound absurd, but that was before the apocalypse.
Now, eating two-legged sheep, mutated leeches, and mutated rat meat was commonplace.
This dog food was considered a high-class food with rich nutrition and good taste.
“We get twomeals a day here for defense, so I won’t need it,” Jiang Ye said. After standing up and placing the bag on the ice bed, he turned to leave but was stopped by Jiang Yan,
“Jiang Ye, take the dog food with you.”
Then she added, “Spill it. What exactly do you want me to do?”
A flash of embarrassment crossed his eyes, followed by a sheepish smile, “Su Yaen, don’t get the wrong idea, I just genuinely want to be friends with you.”
“Oh? Is that all?” Jiang Yan arched an eyebrow, giving him a look.
Jiang Ye nodded earnestly, “Yes. It’s that simple. After all, we’ve both been through life and death together. Being strangers in this base, having an extra friend means we can look after each other a bit.”
“I’ll be your friend, but take the dog food with you,” Jiang Yan stated directly.
Jiang Ye looked slightly troubled for a second, but eventually pursed his lips, picking up the bag of dog food and taking it back.
The creaking of footsteps approached from outside.
Kong Wu and Song Qian appeared outside the snow house.
The wooden door was left ajar, and as the two stood in the doorway, the light inside the snow house dimmed considerably.
“Sister Yaen,” Kong Wu, being shorter than Song Qian, saw that the door was open, ducked down, and poked his head inside first.
When he saw another man in the house, he appeared startled and jokingly said, “Sister Yaen, your boyfriend?”
It wasn’t that he was talking nonsense.
For a man to appear in a girl’s snow house so early in the morning was rather peculiar.
Furthermore, in the base, a small number of survivors would occasionally pair up temporarily to get by.
They were somewhat like the so-called weekend couples seen on construction sites before the apocalypse.
“No,” Jiang Yan, seeing them come over, immediately felt more at ease and said,
“The wind is strong outside; come in.”
With a better view inside than Kong Wu and Song Qian outside, Jiang Ye quickly recognized the defense uniforms and weapons. His pupils dilated with shock for a second, then he looked at Jiang Yan and quickly said,
“Su Yaen, since your friends are here, I should be going. I have to report for my duties soon anyway.”
The snow house was small, only big enough for two or three people.
He had enough sense to realize it was his time to leave.
Additionally, it seemed quite unexpected to him that she already had acquaintances upon first arriving at the base, let alone those in the military.
Jiang Yan nodded, “Alright.”
Su Yaen…
Hearing this name from outside, Kong Wu and Song Qian immediately understood what was happening.
They stepped to either side, clearing the doorway.
Jiang Ye ducked out the door, smiling politely and greeting them, then quickly headed toward the nearby camp.
Brother Song entered the house, and seeing Jiang Yan alive and well, his furrowed brows relaxed in an instant.
