The most Mary Sue in my life was when I was in junior high school, teaching me that my tablemate who was not from a good family and was not good at studying, he rolled his eyes, then lowered his head and continued to sleep on the table, and after a while there was a faint cry on the table, and he muttered: My parents don't care about me, what do you care about me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At that time, I thought that when I had a child in the future, I would definitely love him well. - Sehiko

When I arrived, I saw that the already low east wall had been torn down, and a small courtyard had been set up not far away.

And the zombie, who hadn't eaten fresh blood food for a long time, touched the broken corner of the wall, opened his protruding eyes, and climbed over the fence nimbly with his hands and feet, completely different from the stiff appearance of a few months ago.

If it was one, presumably Lao Wang would not sit idly by even if he was stingy, but the strong smell of blood emitted by the bitten throat attracted a group.

Shihiko realizes that something is wrong and drives everyone back to the abandoned factory. Lao Wang was turning the soil in the field for the women's army next door, and seven or eight older children sat on the ridges, looking at the golden wheat waves.

"I told him to run away, and when he looked back, he was bitten by the nimble zombie." Shi Yan held Lao Wang's corpse in one hand, and held the machine gun tremblingly in the other, his eyes were red.

Who demolished the east wall?

"The place said it was going to be demolished and rebuilt, and you can see that there were words written on the walls. So a mother and daughter took Lao Wang and them, picked up bricks and built a tiled house. Shiyan covered his face, blood dripping down his fingers onto his yellow pants.

The door of the factory was torn apart, the door was riddled with bullet holes, several women ran unfast, their necks were bitten off, and broken bones and pieces of offal meat hung on the door, on the eaves, and on the haystacks.

In order to protect the children, after being bitten, Lao Wang surrounded several children with high soil until I pulled them out.

They listened to the rain of bullets and screams in the earthen walls.

Xiaoshan was doing the math in the house at the time, and when he heard the sound, he ran out and lit the haystack behind the house. Fortunately, the base pays enough attention to the granary.

Next, it's a repetition of the uninspired monster killing action. There is nothing new in the world except for our emotions.

Xiaoshan is Xiaochuan's friend, so it should be. His name was still given by Ogawa.

Lao Wang said, he said a lot of things...... "Shiyan is crying like this time, but she just doesn't say what the person in her arms said before she died."

You see, in such a world, there is nothing but the people we care about.

I went to examine the child's wounds, and he was smiling happily.

"Where's Ogawa?"

What about the person I care about.

If I were to leave one day, someone would ask, "What about her?" Where did she go? "Such a question.

I have no way of knowing.

Maybe, maybe not. Sometimes we try our best to be nice to others, just to say, "Do you know where she went?" ”

It was as if I was screaming hoarsely to prove my existence in this world.

I didn't understand before, as long as I was strong and became an existence that could not be ignored, such things were always easy.

"Xiaoshan, don't be afraid of pain." After I finished speaking, I felt that there was nothing to say, and the sentence itself was meaningless.

I picked out the piece of sea blue.

"I'm trying to save you, but I'm not a doctor and it might hurt." I think the current hill makes people feel gentle, harmless, and simply want to get close.

When I kill, I only have to think that the man is a collection of all the qualities I hate, and then he is a being in my eyes that does not need any mercy.

I took advantage of my self-loathing and overcame my psychological guilt.

Saving people is not the same. It is a kind of compassion for the suffering of all beings, a kind of sympathy.

I think it's good for Xiaochuan to have someone who remembers her like this.

That's really great.

It's like the world is a little warmer, even if my life will still be ruthless and boring, and I will continue lifelessly, and I will still feel hope when I look at other people's stories.

Everything will be fine.

People will want to commit suicide, not because the burden of money on their shoulders is too heavy, but because there is no hope.

If there is no hope, you will be disgusted with your life, and you will want to be free.

So, as long as you think that everything will be fine, you will feel that you can go a little longer, a little further.

"You said I, will I die?"

"Everybody would, but not now." I saw him smile.

He is truly blind to faith.

I see a lot, a lot, broken, broken people. I also saw hope like him.

No matter how difficult the days are, no matter when bad luck comes, the rainy days will always pass. (To be continued.) )