Chapter 1285: Longing by the Bonfire

Aya nodded slightly, with a look of understanding in her eyes.

She knew that Li Luo always liked to be alone, so it was understandable that he had trouble falling asleep in such a crowded environment.

So, she lowered her voice slightly and said softly:

"Then you should be careful and pay attention to safety."

Li Luo responded with a firm look, "Okay, don't worry!"

After saying that, Aya rubbed her sleepy eyes and slowly walked towards her bed.

Li Luo, carrying potatoes and the spinning top, continued to walk firmly out of the gymnasium.

Walking out of the gymnasium, a hint of chill filled the night air.

The chill suddenly hit people in the face, like a silent reminder, telling people that the world is no longer what it used to be.

However, Li Luo was wearing a thermostatic suit, so he naturally didn't feel the slightest bit of cold.

Moreover, although the eternal night is freezing cold due to the lack of sunlight, it is nothing compared to the extreme cold period and is not worth mentioning at all.

At this time, outside the gymnasium, the darkness of eternal night covered the earth like thick ink.

On the wider road directly in front of the gymnasium, Wu Qingcang and others who were responsible for keeping watch in the first half of the night built a small table with rough but sturdy wooden boards.

The surface of the wooden board is bumpy, with lines of varying depths, as if telling the vicissitudes of life it has experienced.

Although the four legs of the small table are a bit simple, they support the table top steadily, giving people a sense of solidity.

Although the small table is not exquisite, it exudes simple warmth in this desolate doomsday.

There were some daily necessities and sundries on the table, including a few worn-out cups with tiny cracks on the cup bodies. They were items they had used countless times during the difficult days.

There was also a half-used roll of bandages, which was prepared to deal with possible accidents.

There is a lighter next to it. The shell is a little worn, but it can still ignite the flame of hope at the critical moment.

In addition, there are some scattered small tools, such as screwdrivers, wrenches, etc., which are inconspicuous but can play a huge role when needed.

Next to it, a warm bonfire was burning, becoming the only source of light in the darkness.

The dancing flames are like lively elves, dancing to the rhythm of life in this bitterly cold night.

The wind blew quietly, carrying some sparks that danced lightly in the air, like bright meteors streaking through the deep darkness.

The warm scent of the campfire slowly spread, interweaving with the bone-chilling cold of the night to form a unique and complex atmosphere.

The faces of Wu Qingcang and others sitting around the campfire were all glowing red in the firelight, full of vitality.

At this time, Wu Qingcang sat there quietly, his posture as straight as a pine tree, but it was difficult to hide the vicissitudes of life left by the years on his face.

He is in his early thirties, but after being brutally ravaged by the last six months of the last half year, he looks like he is nearly forty years old.

He was wearing old but neat clothes and holding a small gourd bottle the size of his palm.

That calm demeanor seemed as if he had experienced countless trials and tribulations. Even in the chaos of the end of the world, he could still strive to find peace.

He had a faint smile on his face and listened with interest to the conversation of his brothers around him.

From time to time, he would raise the small gourd bottle in his hand and take a sip of the "good stuff" inside - that was the wine he brewed himself.

The aroma of the wine wafted in the air, as if injecting a unique charm into the tense apocalyptic atmosphere.

"Hey, Fatty, tell me, after we arrive at the Jinling base and settle down, what do you want to do most?" A man with skin as dark as bronze asked in a slightly low voice.

There was a hint of longing and curiosity about the future in that voice.

Fatty's round face showed his simplicity and his smiling eyes narrowed into crescents.

He scratched his head and said slowly:

"As for me, I just hope to find a stable job to support my family. I heard that there are many jobs in Jinling Base. Maybe I can go back to my old job, which would be great."

As he spoke, his eyes were full of anticipation for future life. That light seemed to be able to penetrate the darkness of the end of the world, making people seem to be able to see the beautiful picture of a stable life in the Jinling base that had already emerged in his mind.

At this time, another man with a thin face and clear features also nodded slightly. His eyes were clear and bright, and he said softly:

"That's true. I think so too. If I can get to the Jinling base, I want to find a stable job and live a down-to-earth life."

His tone revealed a simple desire, and his yearning for a stable life was evident.

Wu Qingcang listened to their conversation, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile, then he took another sip of wine and said slowly:

"Don't think about it anymore. Just take care of the things in front of you first. Once we get to the Jinling base, we can make long-term plans. However, I firmly believe that as long as we work together, we will definitely live a stable and good life there."

Just then, the people who were talking saw Li Luo slowly walking out of the gymnasium.

Wu Qingcang was slightly stunned, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

But soon, he came back to his senses, a warm smile appeared on his face, and he greeted enthusiastically:

"Eh? Sister Li Luo, why are you still awake so late?"

Li Luo nodded slightly, and responded as if the breeze was blowing on his face:

"Good evening, Brother Wu. I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd go out and get some fresh air."

Her voice is clear and pleasant, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, and it is particularly beautiful in the quiet night.

At this moment, the light from the bonfire sprinkled on Li Luo, adding a soft halo to her.

She was still wearing a simple and ordinary black combat uniform, but it could not hide her unique temperament.

The tight fabric hugs the body for a clean and sharp look.

Her figure looked even more beautiful in the light of the fire, like a goddess walking out of the war.

Fat Head and others looked at Li Luo with eyes full of respect.

Her beauty often astonished everyone, but no one dared to have any messy thoughts.

They are well aware of Li Luo's abilities and character. In their hearts, Li Luo is a respectable partner and the light of hope for them in these difficult doomsdays.

"Miss Li Luo, good evening." Fat Head spoke first. Although his voice was not loud, it was full of sincerity.

His round face was full of reverence and his eyes sparkled with admiration.

"Good evening, Miss Li Luo." Others also greeted her.

Those greetings sounded particularly clear in the silent night, as if they were the warmest voices in this end of the world.