Forty-Nine Change

Seeing An Ran like this, she panicked because she was hungry, but she was actually ready to go to the fourth floor.

The fourth floor must go down. After all, the fifth floor is full of newborns who only need to breastfeed, but the fourth floor is the obstetrics department. Whether it is a pregnant woman or a pregnant woman after birth, the nutrition must keep up, otherwise how can the child be Nutritious? So An Ran thought about it with her toes, and she knew that on the floor below, there would be plenty of food and drink for her.

Her hair was disheveled, and the dirt on her face and hands made her look like a black and red blood shell hung on her bare skin, especially her clothes and trousers, which seemed to be soaked in blood. Just had a shower.

At this moment, An Ran is holding the withered flower basket, sitting on the cot, staring blankly at the powder snow mountain in her hand. She is not quite sure what happened to her body, but she vaguely feels that maybe this powder snow mountain is in her hands. It had nothing to do with herself, so she turned back after half the run and picked up the flower basket and the powder snow mountain.

Can she bring flowers back to life?

An Ran put down the powder snow mountain, and took out a completely withered lisianthus from the flower basket. Thinking of her hand, she tentatively called out, "Change, change, change!"

The bellflower, who had died, ignored her at all, let alone resurrected from the dead? Just lift a leaf without it! The withered flowers hung their heads, as if mocking An Ran's childishness.

Her old face was a little shy, she put the lisianthus in her hand with the powder snow mountain, rubbed her already hungry stomach, and fell on the single bed, thinking about taking advantage of the baby and Chen Jiao's son. I didn't wake up, so I hurried to sleep, so I had enough energy to go to the fourth floor to continue killing zombies.

The diamonds in the pocket were half full, and a little jumped out of the pocket following An Ran's movements and landed on the bed.

She had a dream again. She dreamed that on the night of the blind date, Zhan Lian took her to eat roast chicken. At that time, he should have gone out on a blind date with a girl for the first time. It is estimated that he had never even had a female friend before. The matchmaker who introduced them to the blind date , without guiding him, he ordered four roast chickens according to his stomach, two for him and two for An Ran.

An Ran just ate and ate, until she could support herself, and her stomach was about to burst. The two roast chickens didn't feel like they had moved much, so An Ran cried, she felt that she might not be able to eat these two in her life. Only the chicken was cooked, but the Zhan Lian on the opposite side had already finished eating.

He raised his head, frowned, looked at An Ran with those dark eyes, suddenly stretched out his hand, his rough fingers pressed against An Ran's face, wiped away the tears for An Ran, and said:

"You don't like me, don't cry."

No, she cried because she couldn't finish the roast chicken!

An Ran didn't remember that she didn't say this sentence. In her dream, she was crying. She only knew how to cry. She cried and cried. Suddenly, An Ran opened her eyes. They were all crying, An Ran shook her chaotic head, raised her hand, and lifted a handful of white lime-like powder out of her hand.

She raised her hand strangely and looked at her hand covered with white ashes, where did it come from?

Then she woke up, picked up the doll in the baby carrier, picked up the dirty clothes and started breastfeeding, took out the milk bottle that had been brewed earlier, and stuffed it into Chen Jiao's son's mouth.