Zhao Sike used to have a temperament, although he was not hot, but he was not the kind of chronic child.

Especially when the leader is angry, he will be anxious. Just now, Team Leader Zhong Daxiang was angry with himself, if he had been before, he would definitely be nervous. Right now, when he thinks about it, he is not nervous at all, isn't this sluggish, what is it?

At this time, not only did he have two more lumps of flesh on his back, but he also had two more hands on his chest, groping on his chest, and it seemed that he had touched his little nipples, and he was still itching, and that's it, he didn't look back.

In Zhong Daxiang's body, the triangular Xingyuan No. 1 virus seems to have more than others, and his fat body, if these viruses are to develop again, it will be really difficult for him to survive the tenth day.

The viruses were actually moving, but he felt as if they were frozen, and when his eyes opened, they were all triangular dazzling little stars, and nothing else.

The screen doesn't move, and in some places it moves, it's the wrinkled hand that moves around his chest. I'm really sluggish! If not, at least now should we go back and see who she is.

He had already guessed at this time that she was Director Zou Xiaochun, an old director in his fifties - when he was dying, he still had such passion?

The door was pushed open, Zhao Sike slowly turned his head, and saw Mei Xiaoya wearing a red shirt, holding two quilts, and hurriedly walked to the corner of the computer desk. In the corner, she spread a quilt on the floor, and then the man lay down on it and put another quilt on top of her.

Zhao Sike's neck slowly turned to Mei Xiaoya, only to see her skillfully wrapping the quilt around her head, leaving only a pair of eyes to look at herself.

Zhao Sike knew that she was a twenty-five-year-old girl, and the people around her were basically dead, even Xiao Xiaoyan, who slept with her in a bed, was also dead, she would definitely be afraid!

Don't say that a girl, an old man yourself, sometimes doesn't you have cold sweat all over your body, your scalp is numb, your heart beats faster, and your mouth is dry?

Xiao Xingchen, he is alone in that cemetery, is he really not afraid?

Xiao Xingchen, if I hadn't been able to coax you in my heart, if I had studied and discussed the virus with you earlier, the situation would not have been reversed, but at least it would have been better.

Zhao ...... Whining...... Dean Zhao ......, "The man with two lumps of meat on his back finally spoke.

"Director Zou, it's not early, go to sleep! I've got to work tomorrow! Zhao Sike didn't dare to look back. When I saw Zou Xiaochun for the first time, her small eyes, white and clean fat face, perming curly hair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, she really had an expert style.

However, her face has been a little swollen in the past two days, and at this time, it is not much better than Aunt Mazi Zhang's face.

"Dean Zhao, according to the law, in a few days, Team Leader Zhong's group of people will all die, and the rest of us will be infected. The sooner people die, the more people will take care of them, and if we are sick, who will take care of them? Have you thought about it? Zou Xiaochun cried and said.

"Isn't it good to be alive compared to those who are dead and those who are infected?" Zhao Sike really couldn't bear to hurt her. -- A poor romantic woman facing death.

"Dean Zhao, we're going to turn into a handful of ashes soon, shouldn't we spend the rest of our time doing what we want to do?" Zou Xiaochun really hopes that before he dies, there will be a man who hurts him.

Dean Zhao Sike has a flat head and a straight face, and he is empathetic, it is the type of old warm man, Zou Xiaochun really hopes that in the last days, he will be hugged by him, and he can get his care, and die with a trace of warmth.

"What do we want to do?" Zhao Sike saw that this question could not be avoided, and saw Mei Xiaoya's eyes showing surprise in the quilt, so he stopped beating around the bush.

"Man, nothing more than a man and a woman, a man, or a woman, can die in the arms of his beloved, isn't that what we want to do?" Zou Xiaochun clearly realized that those shy things are a kind of escape from reality for the living, and for those who are about to die, it is time to remove the layer of till.

"Director Zou, go to sleep!"

"Nope! What am I sleeping for? Do you want me to die? ”

"I'm tired too, I'm really tired, it's all a little bit now, and I'm going to rest too." Zhao Sike wanted to stand up, but the flesh behind him, coupled with his exhaustion, didn't stand up all of a sudden.

"Dean Zhao, it would be stupid for a person not to think about himself when he was about to die! As the saying goes: If people do not do it for themselves, heaven and earth will perish. Living people always think that there is a long future, they think that there is time to be reserved, but we have no time! ”

"......" Zhao Sike saw that he couldn't get up, so he could only convince her. Convincing people, this life, but his strength. "Director Zou, do you want to hear me tell you about Xiao Xingchen?"

"......" Zou Xiaochun's tears flowed down his neck, and the tears flowed down his neck. He's a little gangster who doesn't know how to learn, what does he have to say? ”

thinks that Xiao Xingchen is a gangster, not only Zou Xiaochun has such an opinion, but other experts and scholars have such an opinion.

When you arrive at this medical base, others are often the busiest at night, but Xiao Xingchen sleeps with a snort.

For this incident, the bell rang several times and woke him up in the middle of the night. He was fine, and when he woke up, he didn't do anything, but waited for the bell to ring and left, and then bolted the door from the inside.

He didn't want to do chores at all, because he was an expert. However, he didn't do anything about experts, and he didn't even sit at the computer at night to monitor the patient's condition.

Xiao Xiaoyan was sick, he stayed in front of her bed, twenty-four hours a day, and he didn't care about anything else! Now, even the cooks and security guards are sick and dying, and there are no infected people, even him and four people, at such a time, he doesn't care about anything, and he doesn't know where to go.

When it comes to Xiao Xingchen, how can Zou Xiaochun not be angry?

"Director Zou, have you thought about it? All the infected patients did not live for ten days, and Xiao Xingchen was just a student, and he let Xiao Xiaoyan live for twenty days. Director Zou, have you thought about it, can you and I do it? ”

"......" Although Zou Xiaochun was still angry with Xiao Xingchen, she was very warm when she heard Zhao Sike's words, and she did not refute him.

"Just now, Xiao Xingchen was in the cemetery, and he said to me: This virus is very likely to be artificially created! He also said that as long as we change our thinking, a few of us may survive......"

"That's what he said?" Zou Xiaochun was very surprised when he heard this.

"Yes."

"It's just that Xiao Xiaoyan is dead, and he is grief-stricken. What he said was nothing more than hot and faint nonsense! Zou Xiaochun, who calmed down, said. She didn't believe that these experts and scholars were helpless against the virus, what could a student understand?

"He's not your average man...... If nothing else, let's just say that he is alone in the cemetery, who can do it? ”

"You said Xiao Xingchen was alone in the cemetery?" Mei Xiaoya suddenly stuck her head out of the quilt, and her whole body trembled with the quilt. His eyes were wide open, and his lips trembled like droplets of water on an engine.

……

At this time, Xiao Xingchen was in the cemetery. Just now, when Zhao Sike was there, he was sitting in front of Xiao Xiaoyan's grave.

The mouth of the tomb has two standing stones on both sides, and a slab stone on top of it. The cover stone on the tomb in front of Xiao Xiaoyan's grave was moved by Xiao Xingchen from the village seven or eight miles away.

Now, it's not stealing. Half of the doors were open, and the dogs were so sick that their eyes were green and they were panting.

The cat was so sick that it lay on the ground, kicking on all four legs. The mouse walked up to the cat with a trembling and swiped the cat's head with its red paws, as if to say: Are you the cat we usually talk about the cat's color change? Look at your body shape, there is no doubt that you are indeed a cat, you are usually very powerful, what's wrong now?

Xiao Xingchen turned many houses before he found this square stone.

If you make it out alive, this boxy stone has many benefits, including six plates and a place for wine glasses.

Xiao Xingchen was lying in front of the grave at this time, his hand stroking the cold grave stone, and his mouth said: Xiaoyan, you are gone. But I'm not dead yet, but I'm not far from the day of death, more than half a month.

Xiaoyan, if black and white impermanence or imps tell you to leave, you listen to them and don't disobey them! Without me by your side, you have to learn to take care of yourself.

Whether it's black and white impermanence or imp, when they see a dead person, they will immediately become an uncle! Black and white impermanence is the master, that is recognized. But the little ghost called the uncle, that is what they call themselves.

However, the county officials are not as good as the current management, you don't underestimate the little ghosts! Imps are sometimes much more powerful than black and white impermanence, and they are directly in charge of you!

You can go in peace! I know that your heart is still owed to your parents, but children are the meat of their parents' hearts, and parents are also the meat of their children's hearts.

I did not tell you this truth when you were alive, and it is not too late to do so.

People always have to die, and parents and children always have to be separated, so the merciless knife of the little ghost cuts the flesh that connects the hearts of children and parents.

After the cut, the parents' hearts will hurt, and the children's hearts will hurt!

However, there is no way to do this, it is like sunrise and sunset, when the time comes, what should happen will always happen!

Therefore, it is impossible for you to go, and it is impossible for your parents not to feel pain!

I have to say, turn your grief into strength! On the Huangquan Road, listen to the arrangement of the little ghosts, listen to the arrangement of black and white impermanence, they may say a few good words to you in front of the judge and the king of Hades, and when the time comes, ask you to give birth to a good family, so that you will live a long life and be full of children and grandchildren!

You just have to go, you don't have to wait for me. My legs are fast, I can run, maybe, if I die, I can still fly! When the time comes, I'll catch up with you!

If the little ghost doesn't let me run, don't worry, I'll beat him!" You can rest assured of this! I'm not afraid of black and white impermanence, don't worry!