After the terrible cold, I am hoarded with my parents.
In the snow and ice, we’re all three around the table.
This is the third time I’ve had this dream.
01
It’s covered in white mornin’, and it’s been blown wildly by the cold, which seems to be freezing the air.
I feel a little suffocated.
I was surrounded by bodies frozen on the ice, with relatives who had long died, and whose bodies had become ice sculptures, which had fallen into the ground with a small stroke of their limbs and fell apart.
There’s no one left to see.
There is nothing left but the sound of cold wind.
I snuggle in the corner, and my limbs start with the pain of the heart, and then slowly become numb and unconscious.
Soon after, my mind faded and there seemed to be a white light…
I woke up with my head sweating from my bed.
The insects outside the windows are coming in thin, there’s no air conditioning in the house and it’s hot as a steam cage.
My back is sweaty.
Sweat on my head, I moved a stiff toe, and I had a chill.
This dream again.
This is the third time I’ve had this dream.
In the extreme cold of the planet overnight, at below 40 degrees Celsius, the global population has fallen sharply, and almost all of us have died in this catastrophe.
If I’d been dreaming for the first time, I’d have seen a lot of disaster films, and then I’d dream the same thing for the third time, and I’d have a cold back.
It’s so fucking scary, it’s too real to be frozen alive, my fingertips still stinging and I’m still sweating.
I remember even that very cold day.
August 21, early morning.
The summer sky suddenly snowed, and then the cold, cold hell that devoured countless lives came.
I looked at the phone, August 19th.
Two days away from the 21st morning.
A lightning-like thought crossed my mind and gave me a thrill.
Is this supposed to be…
Prophecy!
How else can I explain that I had the same dream for three days in a row?
I was so sweaty, I was asleep, I sat on my bed and I picked up my phone and checked my bank account balance.
I do not believe that there are such things in the world, and those three dreams must be a sign of something.
I have to move!
I’m an individual, I’ve been in business for a while, I’ve turned the shop around, and now all I have is about 300,000.
But I stopped with my hand on my phone and stopped.
It’s just a dream.
This is all my business, and if it’s too cold for me, I’ll be free for two years.
I hesitated, but I couldn’t wait.
And that’s when the phone screen came up.
There’s an announcement. I opened it. It’s a text message.
On August 18, 2022, at 2.13 p.m., the “Meteorology Department” weather station in the city released a high-temperature red warning, controlled by sub-tropical high pressure, with a projected maximum temperature of 45°C in the Sun and the Sun.
In the dark, I’m staring at the black eye.
Yeah, I got a text in my dream. After three days of heat, the snow flew and the cold came!
I was sweating and biting my teeth at the table.
I have to plan now!
02
I called my parents directly, and they are still travelling in Thailand, and I’ve asked them to leave immediately for the nearest ticket.
My parents sound a little surprised on the phone:
“You’re crazy. You haven’t played in two days with the tens of thousands of newspapers. I’m sorry.
I touched my face, and I was tired: “Do as I say, can I harm you? I must have the first plane to return tomorrow.” I’m sorry.
My parents, though they were a little murmured, couldn’t stop me and had to say yes.
Back home, I had to get someone to put insulated paints and foams in the bedroom, because it was too late to do it, some rough and unbelievably, but it was too late.
During the renovation, upstairs came looking for me several times.
The voice of a skinny woman in a hammock slammed at the door, and then opened the door and looked at me, and it was mean.
“Does the renovation make it sound like it’s still sleeping? My husband’s been working nights. I’m sorry.
I apologize so nicely: “Sorry, I’ve tried my best to reset the work hours, so please understand after 10:00 a.m. and before 6:00 p.m. I’m sorry.
The woman turned her white eye, and a tall man behind her looked all over her face, and raised her fist to scare me.
“You don’t understand people, do you? I have to sleep in the middle of the day. I can’t sleep. I’m sorry.
And I was patient to ask, “What then can I do, neither can I do it at night.”
“Well, otherwise I’ll pretend this afternoon, okay? I’m sorry.
Not even in the morning! “You’re holding him back from work, and you’re gonna pay us for the job! I’m sorry.
I’m a little helpless.
The neighbour upstairs was a strange person, who had been forced to find another car after he had taken his place.
The garbage is always thrown all over the hall, and it’s always kept clean.
His family’s problems are known in the neighborhood.
But at this point, I don’t have time to spend with them, and I counted 1,000 bucks in my wallet.
“I’m going to fix it for two days. It’s a loss. I’m sorry.
“A thousand can’t be enough, at least 2,000! “The woman’s eyes shine on the greedy light and hold my wallet.
I put pressure on the anger and threw a thousand more into her hand and shut the door.
The joyous laugh came out of the door, and the woman shouted through the door:
“Only two days, you’ll have to make extra money! I’m sorry.
I didn’t talk to her. Keep packing my stuff.
If you want my money, you’re afraid they’ll die!
I don’t know.
The renovations are continuing, and I took the time to sweep all the supermarkets I could find around.
I’m going to put it on the 20th and it’s still hot and it’s gonna stink in a day.
I first bought all kinds of rice oil, fruit and vegetables, as well as a daily requirement for spices, full of large shopping cars, and transported home several times.
There is also a variety of warmer items, such as velvet, velvet, cotton, etc., which cost a lot of money.
In addition to this, I have purchased a variety of medicines, alcohol, lighters, diesel generators and items such as diesel fuel, warm babies and a large quantity of drinking water.
It’s not gonna work at that temperature. I’ve only bought a few recharges.
I’m just gonna pick up my phone and call my parents when everything’s done.
Counting time, they should be here.
But when I picked up my phone, my mom sent me a message:
“It’s too late for a typhoon. Don’t worry, you’ll be gone soon! I’m sorry.
I got a hum in my head!
I’ll call you later. I’m out of there.
I quickly checked the tickets, and they ordered the last flight of the FV2164, which was delayed until morning 20.
I’m calling my parents in the morning of the 19th. If they’d come back, they’d be here soon.
But if it were the morning of the 20th…
It’s early in the morning on the 21st.
I’m getting cold blood, and I’m gonna call them one by one, but I don’t know what they’re doing and I’m not answering my phone!
My mom didn’t give me a message until morning 20.
“We’ll be on the plane soon. Don’t worry. Your father’s phone is missing. I’m sorry.
The good news is that the cold will come at 12 o’clock in the middle of the night and their planes will not be affected.
The bad news is, when they get off the plane, it’s probably not finished.
Even if it doesn’t get that low on the first day, it’ll have to be below 20 degrees.
I have to wait at the airport early and get them home, or…
I remember the nightmare in that dream and I was cold.
Last day I bought a lot of meat products.
Pork, beef, lamb, chicken, fish and seafood piled up in my home’s refrigerators and freezers, leaving them in storage, driving air conditioners to their lowest level, which should not be broken in a while.
When all the stuff was stored, the rest of my money was replaced by coal and firewood in the study.
After a very cold, there was a complete breakdown in human order, and water and water would soon be completely cut off, and only the most primitive way to heat could be used.
Make a fire.
I don’t know how long I’ve had enough, but I’ve tried.
Everything’s ready. I’m going to the airport to wait for the flight to land.
The night came soon, and I dazzled on the chair of the airport with two large feathers, staring, without sleep.
Even though it was night, the airport was still crowded.
There’s a light all over the place, and LED’s big screen is an ad for the Red Star, and it’s smiling about a washing product.
The travellers come and go with the bags, and there are a lot of travelers, dozens of people come together to speak out, and the guide carries the red flag and greets them for the luggage.
They’re probably going on a trip. They look happy and expecting.
I look at them and I’m a little complicated.
These days I’ve posted a lot of early warning posts online because I’m a little obscure because I’m afraid they’re false.
I don’t know if it’s gonna work, but it’s worth living for even one of us because of my warning.
The clock at the airport was moving around in a row, and I couldn’t say I was nervous.
I’m afraid of the cold coming, and I’m afraid of it not coming.
I’m staring at the hour and the second, 9:00, 10:00, 11:00…
Finally, at 11:40, flight information began to be broadcast.
The sweet voice of the woman goes, “Friday FV2164 has arrived at Green City International Airport…”
I have just sent countless messages asking my parents to get off the plane and not to come out with their luggage immediately, or whether they can see it.
The incandescent flight building was luminously lit, and through the windows it was possible to see pedestrians outside in short-sleeved shorts, and everyone was sweaty.
The young girl’s make-up was washed out of sweat and was wearing a gasket on the side of the street.
Some middle-aged men just pull up their clothes and swing out their whole beers.
It’s really hot today, with a maximum temperature of 46 degrees, and even higher body temperature, with an egg on the road, which is the hottest day of the summer.
But this summer, according to experts, is the coolest summer in the next 100 years, meaning that every year that follows will be hotter than this year.
Only I know, impossible.
The dream did not show how long the extreme cold lasted, because I was freezing to death just a few days after the extreme cold struck.
That absolute temperature reminds me of the ice period in Earth ‘ s history, where the average temperature is said to be even below 50 degrees, and where the entire planet is frozen and only a small number of organisms living near volcanoes or in unfrozen areas survive.
I do not know how long this is going to last, but I know that it will not end in a short time.
I want to be ready for a long time.
Thank God, my parents finally listened to me this time and came without luggage.
My dad was wearing a tummy shirt, and he waved at me with a crochet hat for the tourist attraction.
My mom wears sunglasses, wears a dress with flowers, and doesn’t forget to fill her lipstick.
They followed Aunt Cheung, who was travelling to Thailand this time, after having been told by my mother that she was in pain because of the water and soil.
“Here!” I waved at them and kept looking back at the flight upstairs.
11:57.
In three minutes, this place will be frozen hell.
My parents were running around with the crowd, and my mom was so anxious to shoot me:
What’s going on? I’m sorry.
I don’t care if I’m squeezing with her, I’m pulling her and I’m looking at Aunt Chang standing.
She’s an old friend of my mother’s, but she’s a little flaunted. I don’t like her very much.
But I couldn’t help but ask myself:
“Uncle Cheung, will you come with us? I’m sorry.
Aunt Cheung smiled at me and reached out and laughed:
“Let’s go, auntie, just wait for my daughter-in-law to pick me up. They’re all on their way. I’m sorry.
I know Aunt Cheung’s daughter has found a rich man who drives a Maebach, and she particularly likes her son-in-law to pick her up in this car.
It’s hard to talk to a damn ghost, and I didn’t feel much for this Aunt Chang who always uses his daughter against me.
I cleaned the flight upstairs with extra light at 11:59.
The crowd was screaming for heat, but it was already at midnight and it was getting higher.
The air conditioners at the airport are useless, and the whole airport is so hot that the air appears to be out of circulation.
My father was sweating and running and breathing, “What’s hoter than in Thailand? I’m sorry.
My mother’s fresh makeup was washed out of her sweat.
She was sweating and complaining, “It’s like a steam cage. I’m getting to know it.” I’m sorry.
I looked at her.
“It’s getting cold soon. I’m sorry.
“Dum–it’s now, twelve o’clock. I’m sorry.
When the flight building began to broadcast, I had a tremor in my heart and looked out the window.
There was a chilling wind blowing through the window, and there were snowflakes in the dark night sky, and the neon light had turned into a strange colour.
First, one or two snows melted quickly.
Then the snow, covered in the sky, fell and quickly covered the glass with white water.
“Fuck, it’s snowing.” I’m sorry.
“What’s the matter with you?” I’m sorry.
A young man turned on his phone and started videotaping.
People surrounded the window and watched the scenery, loud and loud.
No one is aware of the imminent death.
The furry snow groans from heaven, like a punishment by God, and the unwittingly of the man being punished.
It seems that in a moment, the temperature came down.
My mother rubbed her arm with a twilight:
“Why is it so cold all of a sudden? I’m sorry.
I spat my mouth, pulled my feathers out of my bag and delivered them.
Let’s go! You’ll never leave again!”
03
I just got out of the gate of the terminal, and I came up in a cold stream, and I was freezing!
The snow was so heavy that it was blown by the wind and twirled in the air that a thin layer of snow was sown quickly.
Airport roads are popular even in the early hours, with pedestrians and taxis waiting to be pulled.
At this point, however, there was nothing left to do, with cars rushing into the car and no cars running to the airport.
My dad got his ass in the car, panicking:
“What the fuck is going on? What’s with the snow? I’m sorry.
I took a look at the temperature on the dashboard.
minus 5 degrees.
In five minutes, the temperature is down 40 degrees!
And this is just the beginning.
I started the car and opened the warm wind, and the door ran down the road.
Temperature changes too much, my mother freezes and talks with white huffs.
“What’s wrong? We’re not so cold here in the winter! I’m sorry.
I looked in the mirror at their panic and briefly told them about these days, including the three strange dreams and the things I am hoarding these days.
My parents didn’t speak for half a day, and they didn’t hear their saliva until after half a day.
It would have sounded like a night, but now there’s a blizzard and it’s becoming strangely credible.
My mom’s voice is a little dry, “What do we do now?” I’m sorry.
She looked up to my dad.
“40 degrees Celsius. Isn’t that like Antarctica? Can we make it? I’m sorry.
My mother says she’s a housewife, and she usually looks good.
“Don’t be afraid, everything’s ready, we’ll hold on to it.” I’m sorry.
The warm wind in the car is not so hot, because the temperature outside is falling sharply, and in less than 20 minutes it’s down 10 degrees, and it’s now almost 20 degrees below.
Qing City depends on the sea, winter and summer. We’ve never seen such battles.
I couldn’t open the fog.
But it’s too snowy, it’s covered in fog, and it’s too dense to get through the light.
I thought I’d be able to get home very well, but I’ve been waiting for a long line of highways.
Too low the visibility resulted in traffic jamming, all of which were packed together, and a thin-dressed driver ran in the middle of a toll station.
You can’t even see your head!
I hit the wheel. Shit!
We can’t leave if we don’t think there’ll be problems at the highway.
The sound of the stinging is running and many drivers are honking their horns in anger.
But no one dares to drive the door down.
Suddenly, almost everyone was wearing short sleeves, and it won’t take long to die! It’s only when there’s a warm wind in the car.
There was light all over the car, and I couldn’t help but breathed in my arms: “Wait, it’ll be a while, it should be soon. I’m sorry.
The heat is on. My parents are warm and noding.
It’s not as optimistic as I expected.
An hour later, the motorcade was still blocked, and a long line had been lined up behind it, with light coming out of sight.
The first thing to stop was the tram, where a mother with her child was shaking and came down, and the seat mat had been removed from her seat and wrapped on the child.
She cried and knocked on the next window: “The car is dead, please let us up, or the child will freeze to death.” I’m sorry.
Tears condensed in the cold and fell on the ground.
The owner of the car was also a woman, who kindly opened the door and let her go up there, and the woman cried with gratitude and took the child.
My mother’s face is heavy and sighs: “Oh, what’s going on? I’m sorry.
“I hope that dream is not true, or else my father wrinkled his hand.”
The night was getting darker, the sound of the horn was much less, and everyone was trying to save the heat.
In the backseat, my mother’s belly suddenly grunted.
She had a red face: “I knew I’d eat a lot of food in a plane. I’m sorry.
I had something to eat in the car before I left. I didn’t know it really worked.
I pulled three boxes of rice from the underside of the co-driver and handed it to my mom.
“Let’s eat. Everything else is at home. I’m sorry.
My mom poured mine water into a hot pot, sealed it and put it aside.
The heat packs were hotter soon, the water boiled, and the salami oil came out of the crack of the box.
I wasn’t really interested in rice, and this fast food could never be better than fresh.
However, when the box was opened, the scent from the platinum filled my stomach with sour wrinkles and saliva was constantly distributed.
I’ve been busy all day.
Weeds are cut into small pieces, and they’re swollen.
It bites down, a little gravy is mixed with a little fat, and there’s oil in the mouth.
The rice is so soft that it is fully mixed with sauce and salami. All that remains is satisfaction and the hungry stomach is ironed.
My mother was so hungry, so she ate her food, and lamented: “It’s the first time that I feel so good about my rice. I’m sorry.
I finished three or two of the leftovers, packed up a plastic bag and placed it under the seat.
I’m a little sleepy and I’m fighting on my seat.
The time passed in one minute and the surroundings became more and more festive, with countless defunct car owners coming down to ask for help, some of whom met nice people getting in the car and the rest banging on every window like a fly.
Some time later, the voice of the staff member was heard in the front loudspeaker.
“Category drops, please keep warm, keep order and move in order!” I’m sorry.
“Category drops, please keep warm, keep order and move in order!” I’m sorry.
I opened my eyes and found that the motorcade in front was moving slowly and that it was coming up with a spirit.
“It’s okay. It’s faster than I thought. * I’m so easy, I find my parents behind me silent *
They were turning around to wipe the white fog behind the car and staring at the back and saying nothing.
I looked in the mirror, and the back of my back was cold, like an ice hole!
There’s a few people lying around in the stream behind me. On the ground, the limbs that were not covered by snow were white and almost coloured.
It’s a car that shuts down and no one is found willing to take them in.
Now, these people are already freezing to death in the snow.
I took a rough look, and there were seven or eight people in the snow, and there was too much to see.
So what about the one who died in the car?
How many are there?
I looked around, and some of the cars didn’t move, so they couldn’t even honk their horns, and the cars in the back had to go around the road.
The drivers…
My heart is sunk and my hands on the wheel keep pushing.
So many people died on the first day of the cold.
For the first time, I have confronted this cruel reality.
But I can’t believe it. The car in front has gone, and I threw my head off, and it went off the highway.
03
Nighttime life throughout the city has pressed the pause button, and none of the people who used to drink beer in the streets have seen it.
There is only a dead silence in sight.
My mom rubbed the white fog on the window of the car and she leaned on my dad.
It’s not too far from the airport. We’ve been here for half an hour.
The supermarkets in the neighborhood are crowded with people in feathers, each wearing a hat and a scarf, with only one eye out.
“Let’s go get some, shall we? I’m sorry.
My mom looked out the window and she hesitated: “We can’t afford to buy something that’s so bad that we can hoard a few more points, and we can’t break the cold.” I’m sorry.
My dad noded and pulled the door out of the car.
The supermarket, which usually looks big, is now overcrowded, and everyone is slammed together with a basket.
My mother shot the crowd first and didn’t pick any chicken mushrooms to eat, and whatever it was, she put it in the basket.
In particular, peppers and wine were particularly popular, and when we were on the shelf there weren’t much hot sauce and wine left on the shelf, so my mom would have taken my dad directly to round.
When we came back, the supermarket had just opened, but so many people had bought only the rest of the shelf.
There’s more people out there, but there’s nothing left in the supermarket.
With the exception of some routine items, all the shelves are empty.
A mother started screaming, “What did you take from us? Is there any quality? I’m sorry.
But everyone was looking out for each other, and nobody was looking out for him.
“What are we going to do? I’m sorry.
Boys don’t care: “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
It’s hard to get out of the crowd, and my mom’s hair is all messed up.
But she’s still happy, and she’s proud to point to her godmother in the box: “If I didn’t hurry, I’d be taken away by another woman!” I’m sorry.
The wind is getting colder and the snow is so big that a white frost is on our eyelashes.
The face was cut so badly, the three of us finally went up the stairs with the wind.
There’s no warmth in the building, but there’s no wind.
We met a couple of neighbors upstairs.
Everyone’s got vegetables in their hands. Some bought cabbage, some radish and some fast food.
Only the woman upstairs in my house has empty hands.
It’s probably late. She didn’t get anything.
“My husband said it’s going to be ready in two days. You can’t afford to eat so much! I’m sorry.
“What the hell is going on down there? I’m sorry.
“Yeah, the bus train stopped, it couldn’t hit, it was hot yesterday, and the news didn’t say it would end soon. Another woman rubbed her hands and cried:
“My winter clothes are back home, and it’s hard to turn a cotton dress, or I’ll freeze to death! I’m sorry.
The old lady looked at my mother with some envy: “It’s better that you have a family of three, and don’t worry about the kids. I’m sorry.
My mom comforted her and got off the elevator.
It’s cold like an ice cellar. I bought meat frozen in a storage room.
It’s a good thing the power’s still on, so I’m going to turn on the air conditioning outside and blow it in half a day.
All the doors and windows were sealed, only two windows in the hall were ventilated and thick heating insulations were attached.
The electric heater is also on, and the orange light is warming.
After a while, my mom finally recovered from her tan, and she took off her velvet and went to the front of the TV and pressed the switch.
Suddenly, we haven’t seen the news.
It’s quiet in the news, it’s just yesterday’s replay.
There is only one emergency broadcast to alert the population to abnormal temperatures and to keep it warm.
After all, it’s only been half a day.
But Weibo and the circle of friends have blown up, I have turned on my cell phone, # the cooling topic has gone hot.
All the people are talking in the heat of fire.
“We’re suddenly cooling down, and we’re 20 degrees below. I’m sorry.
“The city of Beijing, too, was too hot for me to go to bed and issued a high-temperature warning, and it woke up in the middle of the fucking night. I’m sorry.
“Wasn’t I awake? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I frown.
It was clear that no one was aware of the seriousness of the problem and was still discussing it in a joke.
Even a fool in my circle went out in the snow and made a video, lying in the snow with four limbs scratching, and was so happy.
I’m not a Virgin, I don’t want to be a bird, but after a while, I’m tweeting.
“It’s probably the end of the day. # Temperature
Because of the subject matter, I’ve got a few comments very quickly.
“Students? You’ve seen too many movies and you’ve been hoarding things. I’m sorry.
“I feel like I’m dying, too. I’m sorry.
“An earthquake’s salt is not enough, is it? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I’m suffocating. Turn off the phone.
“Go rest again, I didn’t sleep well last night. I look at my dad, who smokes by the window, and he’s like, “Having energy, it’s hard. I’m sorry.
And when they lie on their couches, it will not come out of my body that they will be exhausted.
For the last three days, I’ve barely slept in a race with time, and now it’s almost over.
Now I’m just a little glad my dad’s an orphan. My grandma died early, and I don’t have any relatives.
Or I will worry about a people.
I don’t know.
It’s a sleep that seems to have fallen into a very cold sea of ice, and it’s so cold that it’s like a monster with a touchy hand that it’s dragging me down into the abyss.
I was yelling at my mom.
I lifted up and ran out and found my parents standing by the window, and my mom covered her mouth, and my dad had a big face.
I walked over and found the snow out the window was a little light.
But the temperature is still dropping.
By night, the world had been completely frozen and looked away, and everything was white.
At first, it was cold, but it was too cold to go back.
My family is on the side floor, and there are a lot of people on the street, all waiting to open the supermarket in front of the supermarket, and freezing is not going to get home.
By the end of the night, everyone now knows that the cold tide has struck the world, which is by no means a temporary anomaly.
My dad grabbed my mom’s shoulder and pulled her out of the window and whispered:
“Don’t worry, we’ve got a lot of stuff, we’ll be fine. I’m sorry.
My mother noded her head with red eyes.
The morning news is reporting this cooling.
Not just here, America, Russia, Japan, Germany, India, Mexico, Australia…
Warming is taking place all over the world.
The torch of the Statue of Liberty is covered with thick snow, the desert around the pyramid is covered in white, and the sea off the Maldives is frozen on vacation, and the waves are set for the last moment!
Bald experts wearing glasses explained to the camera that it was just a cold weather caused by an explosion of solar flares, which would soon pass so that people would not panic.
I smiled and went to the other side to start preparing lunch.
It’s a cold day when you suddenly want hot hot hot pots, and it’s all ready for the bottom and for the sauce.
My mom just bought some meatloaf and I got some seafood vegetables and balls.
Now the temperature in the storage room is so hot out there that I just pulled the power.
People should live better at the end, wondering what will happen tomorrow, and perhaps a warm, healthy hot pot will give us more courage to face the unknown.
Spicy bottoms of cow oil are slowly sprung in hot water and soon boiled out a mixture of spicy scents.
I cut a little onion piece of ginger and put it in for the cold.
The creamed meatloaf soften with boiling water and the color faded red and sunk in hot soup.
The sadness on my mother’s face was evaporated as soon as it became hot, and she was too busy getting meat from the water.
The supermarkets downstairs are pretty high-end, selling good meat, scavenging meat fibers, immersing in spicy soup, rolling in a mix of soy sauce with soy sauce, garlic, rice, spices and onions, wrapped in thick sauce, and gnawing down the spicy, spicy, fragrance of soft beef.
The seven-and-eight tummys are fresh and thin. They don’t need to be scavenged. They’re enough spicy with the base itself, and the teeth burst with a light pressure and spill fresh soup.
The power is still out, but it’s too cold out there for the air conditioning, and we get up in thick flannel pajamas.
I’m sweating all over.
My dad didn’t know which fridge he pulled out an iced beer.
“This fridge is a safe. If you put this beer out there, it’ll blow up. I’m sorry.
“Who eats hot noodles? “I’ll find a box of face in the fridge.
“It’s too luxury, isn’t it? My mom looked at me and said, “It’s meat and seafood, and it’s hairy, and it’s all out of hand.” I’m sorry.
“Easy to you. “My dad put a chopstick in her bowl and a shrimp.
“I don’t know when I’ll be able to eat while there’s something to eat! I’m sorry.
My mother left her mouth open and put the bowl up: “Give me another one!” I’m sorry.
Hot-noodle, hot-pot soul, if you don’t use the hot-noodle pot for nothing.
The face, which had not yet tasted, was fermented in a soup pan that had already been cooked with meat and seafood, each of which had become a tiny red soup, and a little gravy to feed into the belly was a bursting roof.
I had a hiccup, and I didn’t bother to pack my chopsticks, and I was paralyzed and brushed on my cell phone.
If you remember correctly, the water and electricity will be completely out in a few days, let alone the net.
I need to see what’s going on out there.
The news has updated the number of people worldwide who died as a result of this low temperature.
In the United States of America, 48713, Russia, 54186 and the United Kingdom, 13652 … Even in Singapore, 3560 people died of freezing in the cold.
Most of these people are homeless and have little resistance to sudden catastrophes.
And that’s just the beginning, and the next thing you know, there’s gonna be an explosion.
Human beings are as vulnerable as ants in the face of this natural disaster.
Open the circle of friends, the atmosphere of yesterday’s jokes has completely disappeared, and almost everyone is talking about this cooling.
“How long will this cooling last?” I’m sorry.
“The expert says it’s only temporary, and I think the United States has started to buy zero. This is a worldwide disaster. I’m sorry.
“It’s the ice age. The human race is dying! I’m sorry.
I can hardly see the news in the crowd as fast as I can see, people are hoarding things, and while the so-called experts say it’s temporary, almost all the supermarkets are being looted.
“There’s not enough milk in the house. I’m sorry.
The news was quickly swiped up and no one listened to her.
In the face of such a catastrophe, human selfishness does not seem to be able to blame it.
I was siphoning, and it is clear that you have no faith in what experts say is a temporary chill caused by a flash of shit.
But they know nothing about the future disaster.
The temperature of minus 20 degrees will last only a day or two, and it will soon continue to decline.
Then the people who cut off water and electricity will have no way to live.
In just three days, the Earth’s population will be reduced by one third.
Cold hell, it’s already started.
I was frozen in the middle of the night.
It seemed like I was passive in the ice, and every hole in my body was blowing out of the air, and it was so cold that I was crumbling.
When I woke up, I found out that the house was cold and that the cold air was piled on the ground, and even the breath was condensed.
I really feel like I’m sleeping in an ice cellar, even in a thick pyjamas.
I breathed, surprised to discover that it turned white.
I croaked into the air conditioner.
The air conditioner screen is completely black. It’s not working.
On the third day of the cold, my house was out of power.
My parents are freezing, and my mom’s rubbing her hands and talking white:
“It’s cold. Who turned off the air conditioner? I’m sorry.
I looked at the thermometer on the wall.
minus 34 degrees.
It’s also an insulation in the house, which means that the temperature outside is falling again, and it’s probably already below 40 degrees.
My dad’s not looking so good. He pulled the lights on the house.
There was no reaction, and there was darkness in the hall, and only the moon outside the window showed the pale and faint light on the snow.
“The power is out. My dad’s voice is serious, “Oh, you’ve set the oven. I’ll go pick up the wood and we’ll sleep around it tonight. I’m sorry.
In response to the power outages, I installed both the coal stoves and the ovens, but the stoves were not well ventilated and were preferred to the ovens.
My father lit a fire in the oven with a bunch of firewood, and we slept in a sleeping bag around the rug.
In the dark, the orange light spreads the cold, and my frozen hands and feet slowly regain consciousness after a sting.
The wood is burning, and from time to time Mars splatters in the air.
It’s not as warm as air conditioning, but it’s warmer.
Watching the sparks of fire, listening to the faint sound of wood bursting in the ears, strangling into the brain.
I closed my eyes.
04
After the power outage, things got out of hand.
The cell phone and the electricity owner are painting the screen in the crowd.
“There’s no extra clothes. The baby’s freezing. Please help us! I’m sorry.
“The family lost its food, collected it at high prices, and the price was negotiated. I’m sorry.
“The water is gone! The pipes are frozen. The property can’t do anything. We’ll die of thirst if we don’t freeze! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
But there is no property.
The sound of glass bursting downstairs, and I looked down, and my heart broke!
Someone can’t wait to start attacking the shop, smashing the glass and smashing the fire!
My heart is pounding, looking at the storage room.
The dangers in this regard have been ignored earlier, and it is difficult to imagine the consequences once discovered that so much has been stockpiled.
Just as I was panicking, there was actually a bang in the hallway.
My father compared a silent gesture to me, took a knife and went to the door.
The slamming of the door was getting closer, as if the footsteps were on my heart, and the cursing of the man was resounding in the closed hall.
In a while, the footsteps approached, and my door was slammed.
“Open the door! Open the door, get some food, give us a score. I’m sorry.
Our family looked at each other, and nobody spoke.
We all recognize that voice. It’s the man upstairs.
He was told that he had been a mixed society and that he had spent two years in jail after he went in there to get a job.
The man is over a metre, tall, strong and covered in tattoos, and he looks like he’s in a bad mood.
We’re not the Virgin Mary. He’s had trouble with me before. I don’t have that kind of heart.
“I know there’s someone in your house, and you guys were working on it the other day. “The man hit the door hard after he had no answer.
My heart speaks of the eyes of my voice, and my knife is holding tight.
The worst of the consequences did not happen, the door was still solid, and he ran into the skyline and yelled at the next family.
It seems that upstairs is broken, or else you won’t faint to eat.
It is only at this point that everyone closes their doors and they don’t like it.
I was relieved, my hands were sticky, and my sweat was cold.
I don’t know.
Next day, we’ll be at home every day.
All the covers were put out on the bed, but even if they were covered in layers, their feet were cold at night.
When we eat, we’re careful. We seal the doors and windows with tape before we eat.
The Piff is innocent and innocent, and humanity cannot be trusted at this time.
There was a complete breakdown of order, and every day the sound of destruction was heard downstairs, and the bodies that had fallen in the snow had been killed, in addition to freezing to death.
It was too cold, and the blood came out and it went cold and turned into blood ice.
The man upstairs was drinking and smashing the door, but no one opened it.
After three days of breaking the door, he never showed up again.
05
Things are still going in the worst direction.
One month later, we’ll be at the bottom of the wood and coal.
Time is too short, I don’t have much money, and the fuel I can buy is very limited.
It’s almost exhausted, though it’s saved.
At night, my mother was freezing and shivering and pale.
I can’t stick the hot baby I bought on her, and it doesn’t even seem hot at absolute temperatures.
We all know we’re gonna die if we don’t find fuel.
Just as we were burning, there was a knock at the door.
My dad thought it was upstairs, and he came up with it, and the cat looked at it like it was property.
Since the onset of the cold, the property has not spoken in the community, and this time it has come out of nowhere.
We’re still wondering, and the property seems to understand our guard, and he shows his face to us, and he wraps it up, and he’s so suffocating:
“Mr. Lu, there’s nothing warmer in the house of the district owner. We’re going to go to the woods in the suburbs and chop some firewood and burn it. I’m sorry.
And he didn’t wait for us to answer, and he said to himself, “The team gathers at 10 o’clock in front of the neighborhood, and we try to get back before the sun sets.” I’m sorry.
Said he was knocking on the door again.
There’s a lot of people and the property is looking for more people so that we can help if anything happens.
When you knock upstairs, there’s a woman’s sharp voice in the hallway.
“Do you know how much money we pay each year? Shouldn’t you cut it back for us?
“And I don’t have any food at home. Do you hear me? I’ll complain! I’m sorry.
The property was so funny, it didn’t make any sense to say anything to her, she just kept going up.
My father hesitated to go back to the house and put on one of the thickest fur coats, and tried to put on a feather over there.
“I’ll go and see you girls at home. I’m sorry.
Said he had to open the door.
My mother was anxious: “I am with you. How many firewood can you have alone? I’m sorry.
And I was like, “Let’s go, make more, let’s not go out. I’m sorry.
My dad can’t stop us. The three of us are armed out the door.
There was only a kitchen knife and a machete. I thought before I left, and I put a dagger in my arms.
Downstairs, there are already a lot of people around, mostly young and old, but very few.
Most of the old people can’t survive such cold temperatures, and it is doubtful whether they can get back to them, or if they don’t have a chance, no one will come out and take risks.
And I glanced at it, and I stood still.
The bodies lying on the ground are somewhat strange to everyone, but they are as far away as possible.
But the dead woman, who looked so familiar, lived next door in a hot, spicy aunt.
She left her husband early in the day and ran away with her lover, so she had a wife who left her and she had no face to go back home, so she had to make a stand in the neighborhood and buy more and more.
Her clothes were thick, her face was white and snowy, and her eyes were crumbling around the corner and she died.
I’m shaking.
I’ve seen her the other day, with the big red lips on.
Now she freezes to death in the corner, white and cold.
I don’t know why she died here, whether she was freezing out of the house or why, but I’ve always felt like she was in a panic.
I know, dead people like this are everywhere now.
I can’t help but think about it, and the property has a big horn in front of it, saying, “The owners, now that a disaster has come, we must all work together to survive. Everyone knows that we can’t last long at this temperature. There’s a forest in the eastern suburbs. We can cut some wood and get home warm. Let’s go. We must get back before the sun goes down! I’m sorry.
There is no one to talk, and very few people in their homes are saving so much food for six months, which is basically the limit of survival for ordinary people, and now everyone is cold and hungry, based entirely on their belief in survival.
The cold winds have swept through the surface of the snow, and first people’s faces feel unbearable stings. After a while, they start numbing and eventually lose consciousness.
It’s too dangerous, and it’s already below 50 degrees outside, and it’s going to be bad for a while when you’re naked.
I don’t know how long it took for a girl next door to scream.
I turned my head and my back was covered in white sweat!
I don’t know when her ears are out there, it’s probably too cold to feel.
Yet no blood came out.
And she lay on the ground silently, and the girl was terrified and weeping: “Help me, my ear fell, and I was taken to the hospital!” I’m sorry.
But nobody listened to her.
The hospital was closed long ago. Now where are we going to find a doctor to pick up his ears?
Not to mention, we’re just going to go to the woods and chop enough wood for warmth.
And with the constant depression and the excitement of the scene, the girl hollered and ran to the far snow.
There was no one to stop her. There was only one person left in the line, and everyone knew it.
The older women on one side whispered a sigh.
The snow and snow are growing, the sky is gray and the sky is flying and dancing.
I just don’t think it’s been so hard in my life. It’s all mechanical, it’s all the same.
All the cars can’t start, and all the leftovers are getting out of their homes to warm up, otherwise we don’t have to walk so hard.
Just as I couldn’t hold on to it, the property in the front was suddenly talking, with a little excitement in it:
“Come, let’s cut as many as we can and reduce the number of times! I’m sorry.
It was not necessary to say that everyone was so excited with their eyes open, that the people who had just lost their breath were scattered into the snow-covered forest.
My dad took out the knife and cut the branch.
I can’t care about any dry and wet wood anymore.
For a moment there were people everywhere in the small woods, and everyone fell down with knives and knives.
When I got out, I carried a basket and a bundle of sheets of rope. My parents cut it in front, and I packed it in the back.
So many people are strong, and soon my back will be full, and the rest tied up with ropes on my mother.
The eyes of all men are on the trees before them, and I do not have to cut wood and sweep around, and then the sight is drawn to a little snow pile not far away.
It’s not snow that attracts me, it’s a little gray on the side of the snow that can hardly be seen.
I looked around and no one noticed, and I snuck over and put my hand in the snow!
A frozen rabbit was stiff and held in my hand.
It’s a rabbit!
I’ve seen rabbits before when I walked here, and the rabbits are so fast that they run right in front of me into the woods.
It’s too low, and the wildlife is dead.
And We put the rabbits into their backs without trace, and covered them with thick wood.
There is still food in my house, but no one can say how long it will last, and no one will feel too much at this time.
I was just trying to stand up, and I looked up, and I noticed that the woman with the fur was looking at me.
When I was in my heart, she didn’t talk, just noded at me and left.
I was a little surprised, and I recognized the woman.
She’s a neighbor downstairs, and she gave us cookies when her daughter was full of moons.
She saw me pick up rabbits, but she didn’t yell, she didn’t come to me.
I decided to make a rabbit at night and send her a bowl.
As the sun moved westward, the property looked at the sky, and greeted us loudly: “We have to go, or it will be dark when we go back, and we will all freeze alive!” I’m sorry.
Most of them, though unable to do so, were unable to survive, and were able to go out and pack firewood.
Only a few people want to cut more than they can hear, and they keep waving their knives.
The property scenery was dark, but not much, and we started walking back.
The road back appears to be longer and the temperature is beginning to decrease in the afternoon.
However, with the hopes on their backs, we are all working hard, and we are getting a little faster.
Everyone seems to have a life of hope and a radiance in their eyes.
I speeded up and entered the building.
The whizzing wind was thrown behind the back, and the building was cold as ice, but there was no wind and there was silence.
The golden light of the sunset was torn to shreds by the snow, leaving only dark ashes, which came in thinly through windows.
I dumped the ice on my hair, but I was stiff on my head.
There’s a long and distorted shadow around the corner of my house in the dark hall.
The Shadow’s hands were pulled long.
My mom and dad behind me showed me the shadow.
My dad would like to take the wood off his body and walk to me, pull out the knife from where I came from and rub it up.
Shadow hears voices, little moves.
“Damn–” was right on my dad’s way up the stairs, and he threw a knife at the shadow and yelled!
The women upstairs came out of the shadows, escaped from my father’s knife, and were so scared that the watermelon knife fell on the floor.
She bit her teeth and tried to bend over to pick up the knife, but my mother kicked the watermelon in the face!
If you don’t want to go out there and get hurt, you’re hiding outside my house.
At this time, stealing goods is like killing people, not to mention a watermelon knife that long!
The woman’s face squealed and screamed at me, “Are you still heartless? Our family is freezing to death. My husband is sick. Why can’t we have firewood? I’m sorry.
I laughed.
She also seemed to think that it was before the end of the day and used to messing around with her.
But now no one’s ever used to her again.
As soon as I got out, the woman couldn’t move forward and I reached out with no trace.
She was tripped down the stairs and screamed and stopped.
The watermelon knife that was just kicked by my mother and stuck in the corridor fence came out of her chest and the clothes were dark.
“You, you dare to kill?” I’m sorry.
“Send me to the hospital…”
We said, “We are defending ourselves, and whoever kills you, you are being recompensed.” I’m sorry.
Women want to speak again, but they don’t speak.
She’s wide open, she’s not breathing.
I don’t feel anything when adrenaline goes crazy, and now that people are dead, my parents and I are in a mood that doesn’t make sense.
We are all law-abiding citizens and have never broken the law.
However, at this point in time, a dead man, who did not die in our hands, cannot be said to have nothing to do with us.
But it’s too cold, and it’s too hot for us to be here. My dad’s suffocating, and he’s coming in.
When we got home, we put the only remaining piece of coal in the carbon oven, and the snow melted and ticked and fell on the ground and condensed into ice again.
The wood that was cut off was dried in front of the cathedral and used to burn the fire at night.
Our family went out cold, especially my mother, who had been squeezing and roasting for half a day.
The sun is dark, the sun is dark and the sun is dark.
Quite a lot of life in the city at night. The lights used to be on around this point, and the road was full of traffic.
Now, however, there is a darkness in the sight, and there is only a dead silence outside except for the cry of the cold wind.
Seeing my parents in a bit of a low mood, I poured the wood out, pulled the rabbit out of the basket.
“Look, what is this?
“I just picked it up under a tree! I’m sorry.
My mother’s eyes are like a light bulb, and it’s lit in a flash, and she can’t bake her hand.
Rabbit!
“Oh, my God, we’re so lucky we haven’t seen so many people, so you picked them up! I’m sorry.
“I’ll go pack up and make a fried rabbit tonight.” After a few days of cold food, we’re hot too! I’m sorry.
My dad was from Sichuan. He made a cold rabbit. He used to cook a can when I was in college.
Now it’s cold, he sets fire to the fireplace, grabs a large pile of peppers, peppers, eight horns and throws incense in the pot, and pours in the sliced rabbit.
Yes!
I haven’t heard the sound of water blowing up in the oil for too long.
The rabbit’s tan in the pot, it’s so hot, it smells so strange, I don’t stop swallowing my mouth, and my stomach creeps sound sore.
In a while, the meat came out, and my dad put rabbits in the bowl and poured the burnt snow into the hot rice box.
Some of the hot rice is hot, and our family is surrounded by rabbits.
Rabbit’s in chili, red red, fragrance.
One bite was filled with a spicy bullet and a soft suit full of spicy sweets.
The rabbits are fresh, fine and chewy, and we can’t even say a word with a little sweet and salty sauce. The chopsticks are coming out of nowhere and dancing between dishes.
Before, in order to save firewood, our house only lit fire at night, and during the day the blankets were condensed into the bed to keep it warm.
Only one meal a day and night can eat hot, and then it’s gone.
All the people who eat hot rice and vegetables, which are fragranced, are touched by tears.
After dinner, I told my parents about the neighbors downstairs, and my mother hesitated to send them downstairs with a bowl of rabbits covered with skin.
The body of the woman upstairs is still lying on the stairs, frozen and pale.
My mom’s frowning her eyes closed.
At the moment, the household had started to fall apart, and the family ‘ s food was almost exhausted. My mother carefully kept the rabbit from smelling, knocking on the door and running home.
The neighbor paused, and she probably didn’t think we’d split her rabbit, noded to the place of gratitude and closed the door.
06
The firewood in the house has been saved.
But it burned for less than two weeks.
Two weeks later, the property again gathered the owners of the community to collect firewood.
It’s just this time, there’s more than half of them, and there’s only a dozen of them.
Few people can hold out for so long.
When the last firework ran out, my dad burned a pot of meat soup.
There’s nothing like a bowl of hot broth in the cold, but none of us showed up.
As you know, the last fire was burned.
We are about to face an endless cold.
I don’t know.
The final moment has finally come.
Time seems to have been frozen.
It’s been a while since I’ve had the last wood.
The trees in the eastern suburbs have been cut off by the survivors, even the green belts and trees in the streets.
Looking at it, the world has become a silver and white.
Temperature has been reduced to below 60 degrees.
Our family, three of them, has lost all activity and is shivering every day in bed with several layers of blankets.
We have food, but no fire to cook.
It’s snow all around, but it can’t burn to drink.
Every day we eat only one frozen bun, which is so severe that it is harder than a stone, and throws it out, it’ll probably hit the dead.
The world is frozen with ice.
The previously hidden candlelight from the other side had disappeared, and the property had not been here for a long time.
Looks like everyone’s dead.
There are only three of us left in the heavens and the earth.
And we, probably, are about to die.
My mother went into my nest, held me tight and whispered the hypnosis that made me sleep.
Just singing, she choked.
She slaps me in the back, and she shivers: “Sleep hard, just sleep.” I’m sorry.
My dad came from the side, covered us in blankets, closed his eyes.
“In my next life, I’ll be your father. I’m sorry.
He said.
I smiled, “Fung Shui turns, Dad, I’ll be your father in the next life, I’ll take care of you!” I’m sorry.
And when he looked at him, he said: What are you talking about? I’ll always be your father! I’m sorry.
The men in their mid-twenties rose to their eyes: “I have no power to take care of you.” I’m sorry.
“It’s all right. We’ll have three eyes on Huangquan Road. I’m sorry.
I cried, nod my head, smiled a little.
I can’t escape this fate if I live again.
Likewise, the cold disaster does not know how long it will last, and we can do our best now.
The sting slowly receded, and I felt that all my limbs were losing consciousness, and then a strange warm came up.
I know, it’s a misperception.
When the climbers were found freezing to death, some took their clothes off and looked alive and hot.
It’s just an illusion of heat loss.
I’m, like, right now.
But the temperature became more and more apparent, and I opened my eyes and touched the electric heat blanket under my hand.
Not hallucinating.
It’s really warm to touch.
And just as I was wondering, the TV in the living room suddenly came out with a weak sound.
The three of us are looking at each other, and we’re going to tear the covers apart and crawl out!
It’s probably the electronic component that’s frozen, and the television screens are shining in the dark, and it looks broken.
But the sound that comes out of there makes us cry!
“Central Radio, Central… Radio. I’m sorry.
“…the fight against the cold is a matter of great concern to all mankind… …the national effort to rescue!
“At present, the Central Disaster Command has been deployed, the rescue teams have begun to respond, and some parts of the power supply has been restored… Believe in the tenacity of life, pray for the miracle of life, hold on, we will not give up! I’m sorry.
Tears are pouring out, falling into the ground as a little bit of ice.
I sat on the floor and cried with my TV!
My parents cried and wept.
The lines were probably frozen, the lights were dazzling, but there were countless lights on the outside of the building and a shining wall at night!
“Is there anyone alive? I’m sorry.
After a while, when we were disappointed, a little girl sounded in the night sky:
“There’s more here. I’m sorry.
A little while later, there was another voice: “Here, building 28, the neighbor of building 23, are you okay? I’m sorry.
“I’m upstairs and I’m dead and I’m alive! I’m sorry.
“I’m here too! The country’s on the move. I’m sorry.
“We’re all three of us! I’m sorry.
“I’m alive, too. Anybody got anything to eat? We’re starving! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
All the weak voices come together to light up hope.
I cried out to the night sky with a cry, saying, “I am here!”
“We will live! #Phone: YXA1GwJPGvGiL34zEOmi0l02
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
