"Captain, is it true that zombies can evolve?"

"Well, it seems that Xu He's kid told you, but you still don't talk nonsense."

Maybe it meant something, Li Si showed a look of self-deprecation! In these last days, even human beings are nowhere to be seen, so what is the use of revealing them!

Maybe it's not impossible for their group to be wiped out under the siege of the zombie army.

"Big brother, hello, my name is Ru Yanshan'er!"

Saying that, a slightly childish girl walked in front of Wang Ye, maybe it was under the dust of the last days, Ru Yanshan'er's originally lovely face had a hint of yellowing.

But these still can't hide Ru Yanshan'er's image in Li Si's eyes.

Li Si stepped forward and stretched out his hand to stroke the hair of the girl who looked not a few years younger than Wang Ye. In fact, although Wang Ye is not very old, the corners of his mouth have already grown a faint beard line.

Whether it is his slightly mature cheeks or his sturdy height, 19-year-old Wang Ye looks more than five years older.

Ru Yanshan'er's smile also drove the emotions of several men around her.

"Shan'er, this is your tent ready"

"Oh, thank you, Brother Xu He."

As the night slowly fell, the stars were like a black curtain inlaid with this faint gem. Before you know it, several people have entered the dream.

Only Wang Ye was left sitting on the balcony of this construction site. Looking at the stars in the sky, I recalled the bits and pieces of the past. Half a year ago, Wang Ye was a student in school, went to an Internet café, played Warcraft, had a crush on his senior sister, and never fought.

When he was in high school, he had to put down the thick fantasy romance novels and completely enter his study career, because he knew that if he didn't work hard, his life might be the same as his parents said, completely finished.

No matter how homesick the otaku is, he can't stand the hunger in his stomach, so Wang Ye has to take time to reduce the burden on his family and the thrifty students in the mouths of teachers and students, and find a part-time job, and visit an Internet café on weekends to relieve his work pressure. Just as Wang Ye put people in front of a good student.

After the Internet café dog, the person is poor in front of the person, and the person is still poor after the person is vividly interpreted.

The end of the world has come, and Wang Ye no longer remembers how he escaped this catastrophe in the first place, but only remembers that he was indeed scared and cried, lonely, and painful. Loneliness, cold, and hunger are the driving force for a person's life from the birth of mankind to the end of the world.

Wang Ye saw a group of zombies gnawing alive with his own eyes, but what could he do!

Is "death" really the easiest way to solve any difficulty, cutting your wrists?

Wang Ye was afraid of pain and jumped off the building? Not to mention the feeling of fear that Wang Ye felt from the height of standing on the top of the building, the moment he landed, when a red and white blood and brain slurry mixed out of his skull, Wang Ye didn't dare to continue to imagine.

How many people will be afraid of death! What most human beings fear most is not death, but the pain that arises between death, when a person is not afraid of the pain that arises physically.

Then he must have lived as if he were dead, or become the greatest. Gradually, loneliness and coldness replaced everything for Wang Ye, and the figure of Wang Ye's parents seemed to gradually disappear after a year of college, and loneliness and hunger gradually became all Wang Ye had since been. After the tears, the depressed face brought a hint of maturity and stability, and then slowly disappeared on the mature cheeks.

Wang Ye suddenly understood that everything was just a passer-by in life, the senior sister he had a crush on, his parents were too, and maybe the zombie who was slowly wandering on a cold street was Wang Ye's previous friend.

It's also black blood clotting on a piece of rotten flesh or a skeleton somewhere on the street. The hunger and loneliness in his stomach and the hope of filling his stomach are the only motivation for Wang Ye to live, fill his stomach!

The screams of zombies came from a distance, like anger, like the most choked laughter coming out of the throat, so harsh and weird......

Squeak, the iron door downstairs was slowly opened, and the sound of the grass being stepped on by something sounded without a certain rhythm, Wang Ye, who was originally squinting, instantly cheered up, and a chaotic footstep became more slow and cautious after leaving the grass in the yard.

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