An Jinlan walked up to the city tower and looked at the back of Tangyuan, what year is it to say goodbye this time and reunite. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind and frost confused her face, and the cloak still carried a light thought unique to tangyuan, just like the plum in the depths of winter, which was fragrant for a long time.

It wasn't until Tang Yuan's figure disappeared into the forest that An Jinlan retracted her gaze, wrapped her cloak tightly and walked slowly downstairs.

Tang Yuan put the two corpses he had just killed under the tree, and stood alone on the tree, quietly waiting for the wolves to come.

For a moment, Tang Yuan felt that wolves were the most well-behaved creatures in the world, and in less than a quarter of an hour, four or five snow wolves appeared in front of Tang Yuan.

After the wolf was full, he controlled the four wolves with his mental power, obediently tied the rope to the wolf, and sat on the coffin to watch the four wolves pull the coffin forward.

On this long journey, only the wind and snow walked with him.

The ruins of Base B came into her eyes again, and the wolf didn't like the bleak and snow-soaked city.

Watching the wolves leave, Tang Yuan sighed and dragged the cart slowly into the base.

Moved the father into the coffin and carefully stored the coffin in the largest cemetery at Base B.

After doing all this, Tang Yuan sat on the city tower and watched the snow in the distance, allowing time to pass little by little.

"It's boring." Slowly fell down and hung on the city wall.

Her brother was killed in the forest, but she had peeked into the wolf's memory, and there was no trace of her brother at all.

In the distance, a black windbreaker slowly entered Tang Yuan's eyes, and the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked up a smile.

"Someone's coming." There was a hint of jump in his tone.

Slowly walked down the city wall, standing at the bottom of the city gate and waiting for the visitors.

"It's good to see you're not dead yet." The tone of the visitor was a little excited, and he took off his top hat the moment he saw the rice balls.

Tang Yuan's eyes drooped slightly, obviously the visitor knew her, but she couldn't search for all the memories of this person in her mind.

"Do you remember me?" The man tilted his head slightly. "I'm No. 067, Yebei's subordinate."

"Night North?" Such a familiar name, Tang Yuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and in the heavy snow in a trance, a young man came, and he smiled, like the spring light in March, warming the whole winter, but she could never see her face clearly.

"When Professor Night is gone, entrust me to take care of you."

"Dead." Tang Yuan's tone was a little melancholy, the people who should die are still boring and wasting their lives in the world, and the people who shouldn't die are disappearing one by one.

"Base B has experienced this catastrophe, I'm afraid that there will be zombies attacking again, the professor has a large laboratory underground, except for him, only you can open it."

"That's why you're here." Tang Yuan said straight to the point. "Please open the door to the lab."

"My purpose is to protect and take care of you."

"I don't need protection." Tang Yuan turned around and walked to the base, the white cheongsam being stirred by the wind.

No. 067's hand clenched into a fist, if Tang Yuan was unwilling to open the door of Yebei's laboratory, he was afraid that he would have to use some extraordinary means.

"But my life is too boring, and it doesn't hurt to open the door to the underground lab to make me less boring."

No. 067's clenched fist was lowered again, and the corners of his lips were back on a hypocritical smile.

Walking in front to lead the way for Tang Yuan, Tang Yuan's white cheongsam fluttered in the wind, and the snow fell on her nails.

The distance between the two has been a little farther, and the man leading the way in front is obviously very excited, walking quickly in front of him with a heart rush, and turning back from time to time to shout rice balls.

Tang Yuan looked at the man's back, the snow in his hand solidified into ice crystals, and his eyes looked like he was looking at a moving prey.

"It's snowy, it's the best time to kill." His eyes were full of emotion, he shouldn't have gone out when she was most bored, and what she wanted to do most when she was bored was to kill people.

When Tang Yuan walked into the basement of his former home, it was pitch black.

SCP-067 ignites a torch, only to be quickly extinguished for unknown reasons.

"I'm sorry, but the torch can't be lit because of the lack of oxygen in the air."

"Then just open the door." Tang Yuan felt that all this was familiar, and she seemed to have been here a lot before.

The familiar door opened the elevator to the laboratory, and stood in the elevator with No. 067.

"Miss Tangyuan, where is your family?" 067 spoke suddenly.

"Gone."

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to care about you, but I didn't expect to bring out your sadness."

"They just went to a warmer place." Tang Yuan smiled slightly as a sign of politeness.

"Miss Tangyuan is really open." The elevator fell quietly, and 067 walked in front to lead the way for the rice balls.

The walls are made of titanium alloy all around, reflecting the light under the light, illuminating the beautiful side face of the rice balls.

Tang Yuan's eyes swept over everything around him like a bird, it was good, it looked very sturdy here, and there was no need to worry that the prey would have many exits to escape.

A huge laboratory slowly appeared in front of Tang Yuan, and even though it had been abandoned for a while, it was still spotless.

There was an operating table in the center of the laboratory, and there was a Jean lying on the operating table, because the distance was very far, Tang Yuan couldn't see the faces of the people on it clearly.

"You can get closer." 067 opened the glass door of the laboratory and motioned for the rice balls to enter.

He strode to the operating table, where many infusion tubes had been inserted, and those infusion tubes trapped the corpse like iron chains.

The corpse was wearing a white coat, and its body was almost dry, and it was impossible to see its original appearance, but Tang Yuan still felt that the corpse's face was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Did Miss Tangyuan see the ring on the corpse's hand?" 067 was clearly still afraid of the corpse, and said cautiously as he stood far away from the corpse.

"You're scared of this corpse." Tang Yuan's eyes fell on the black ring on the corpse's hand, and the ring was faintly slicing, revealing the atmosphere in the simplicity, and there was a seductive charm.

"Take that ring off, and there is a chance that this body will be resurrected."

"Resurrection?" The corners of Tangyuan's lips hooked up a smile. "What's the point of living?"

Fingers brushed the corpse's cheek, a face that was all too familiar, and a pale blue tear fell on the corpse's cheek.

It's her tears!

Tang Yuan touched his face, obviously extremely incredulous.

I can hardly feel sad and sad anymore, why do I still cry.

"Aren't you very important to me?" Tang Yuan touched the corpse's face, slowly lowered his body, and dropped a kiss on the corpse's forehead.

The tears couldn't stop flowing down at all, and the hand gently touched Yebei's finger, slowly removing the ring.

She could almost imagine the scene of Ye Bei wearing this ring, no excitement, no panic, only calm like a deep tan.

Why he wore this ring, she didn't know, and she wouldn't have a chance to know.