Although the boys have lived in the village since they were children, and they usually laugh and play, they can run around for a day without feeling tired, but now each of them feels so tired.

It was as if their legs were tied with lead, and they seemed to be carrying a mountain on their backs, so that they couldn't breathe their strength, couldn't lift their arms, and even moved their eyelids.

Slowly, their legs were completely disobedient, and their consciousness began to become a little numb, they only knew that they had to run forward, running with the strong figure in front of them, they had forgotten why they were running, and how terrifying the fear behind them was.

At this time, death is actually nothing to fear for them, everything they have just seen has left too many traces in their young hearts, they are at a loss, they need someone to guide them, but who will care about them?

The pillar didn't know that his appearance and his late arrival may have led to the death of those people, but it has become a guiding light in the hearts of these children.

In his heart, he simply thinks that these children should hate him, hate him very much, because it is because of him that all this happened.

Of course, even if he knew, what he meant to these children at this time was at most a silly smirk, and then he lowered his head, taking it as part of his atonement.

Yes, he was guilty, he ran away, he came late, he didn't die with those people.

Others may scold him, they may understand him, but in his heart, he is sinful and sinful.

Sometimes, it is not a lucky thing to be alive, when your comrades-in-arms part, the people around you fall one by one, and then only you are left alone in this world, you will really find that the most painful thing is not to die, but to live.

People who die are sometimes lucky because they die happily.

But the living can't do it simply, because they have to bear what the dead have to bear, what they should have to bear, and put it on their shoulders.

And then to live, not for yourself, but for those who died, to bear the weight of life, to bear the entrustment of several people, what kind of life it would be, no one can imagine.

Every time I breathe, I feel that the air is so viscous, every bite of food is so difficult to swallow, and every day is so long.

When a smile becomes the most luxurious thing in life, straightening the spine becomes the hardest thing, living is actually not much better than dying.

But there is still a need for man to live, because from that moment on, his life is no longer his own, he cannot be confused, he cannot be insensitive, he cannot indulge, he cannot ...

The deceased is gone, but the responsibility has never gone away.

Zhuzi is a simple dealer man, he doesn't know how to express it in words, nor does he know how to express this feeling, and he can't tell the pain in his heart.

To whom?

To these children?

Impossible, his suffering is only something he can bear, no one can help him, and he can't figure out why such a thing happened to him, so that the originally beautiful life completely shattered into pieces of wreckage.

Two days ago, the matchmaker in the village just told him a family matter, the woman is a girl in the village not far away, he also has a few acres of land at home, he has been living alone, the family has saved some savings, if the harvest is good this year, he can rebuild a big house generously, and then marry the girl into the door.

From then on, he has a person who can cook, sew clothes, and care for him when he is tired, and his wife and children's wish to warm the kang will also come true.

But before the dream was completed, it was already shattered, and these seemingly beautiful lives have now completely disappeared from the trajectory of the pillar's life, and from then on, he will wander around with six children who have not yet reached adulthood.

Where to go and how to live?

The pillar's heart was also at a loss, just like this field shrouded in night, dark without any light.

I don't know when the moon has broken into the back of the clouds, and all that can be seen in the fields is the light of the stars, so faint that it can't even light the way.

The pillar carried the two children, and his steps became heavier and heavier, but he gritted his teeth and ran forward as hard as he could, and he had only one thought at this time, that is, to run with these children as quickly as possible, and leave the village, and run as far as possible.

Those people in the village were no longer in the consideration of the pillar at this time.

He will only have these children in the future, and they will only have him, and although each of these children is not his flesh and blood, they are all his relatives.

"Pillar, Uncle Pillar, run, can't run..."

A few meters behind him, there was a child's weak shout, although the voice was not loud, but it had consumed the child's last bit of strength, the pillar suddenly stopped, his body staggered, and he almost fell to the ground, where was he relaxed carrying the two children?

"No, you have to run!"

The pillar gasped and muffled, in an unmistakable tone.

"No, leave me behind, if that monster catches up, I can drag you out..."

The boy fell to the ground, and the clouds revealed a small gap, and a glimmer of moonlight shone down just enough to hit the boy's tired face, but there was a serious look in his eyes.

"Fuck off your eggs, if you want to stay, Lao Tzu will stay, it's not your turn to be a few little bastards."

The pillar put the two children on her shoulders to the ground, and the girl had woken up at this time, silent and did not speak, but she did not continue to cry, she had no qualifications and no reason to blame the pillar, but she did not want to speak, just stood there silently.

The pillar staggered to the child's side, and the other three boys, who were next to the boy, couldn't stand still, and fell to the ground one after another, looking at the pillar and the two children who were on the shoulders of the pillar and running all the way, and did not speak, but they were doing the same thing in their hearts as the boy before.

"A few of you, stand up for Lao Tzu!"

With red eyes, the pillar reached out and grabbed the children by the collar, and directly lifted them from the ground.

"Uncle Zhuzi, we really can't run, let's stay, you can run with Xiaoya and Ballball."

A bright smile appeared on the face of a boy, these children, all in their teens, behaved like adults at this time, tonight's events brought them too many impacts, but it also seemed to have become a catalyst for their growth.

At this moment, several children seem to have grown up.

The pillar was stunned for a few seconds, and looked at these children, from their eyes, the pillar seemed to see the previous companions who were desperately fighting with the zombies, and saw the desperate old village chief, this man, this man who is not married and is not ready to get married, a man who has lived alone for so many years, at this moment, he feels the existence of home.

"Fuck off!"

The pillar scolded angrily, turned his head, did not look at the little dolls, dragged the children up from the ground, resisted the two, and then squatted down with some difficulty, and motioned for the other two children to climb up.

"You two run quickly, I'll take them to chase you!"

While the pillar squatted down, he shouted at Xiaoya and Qiudan, but neither of the two children answered, they looked at each other silently, and then ran in the direction of the pillar, and before the pillar could speak, one by one, helped up the other two children who fell to the ground.

Silently walking past the pillar, there was a child who wanted to struggle, wanted the girl to leave him there, but the girl slapped the child's face, and then silently helped the stunned boy, when he walked by the pillar, a faint and somewhat hoarse voice fluttered in the wind.

"All I have is you..."