Alice of the country left behind, emotional attachment in the game of survival.

In the survival game of the remaining country, two cold-looking adult men and women were forced to form temporary partners, and she was a cool sniper who was rushing near the fighters, and they were just a few metres away from the top of the abandoned building at night, and she was using the wind to cover his ears and deploy the next raid, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. Pull her into the shadows, her breath shivering in the dark. But he put it closer, sorted out the gun belts that were scattered over her shoulder, looked at her lips for too long, and looked at her face from afar, and she didn't push it away, she held it back. His palms, the wind blowing through the iron roofs, made a sharp friction, and the XUE tracks mixed with the dust.