Under the scorching sun, a neat, handsome boy walked aimlessly alone on the empty streets.

If it weren't for his sharp nails, gray-white pupils, and stiff limbs, others might have thought that this was a little boy who had strayed into this last world.

Zombies with bulging eyeballs and dark skin around him staggered past him, without affecting him in the slightest.

It's as if he just wants to grow old like this.

Don't care about anything.

No desires, no desires.

No waves.

Suddenly, there was a strong smell of blood in the air, sweet and lovely, challenging his taste buds all the time.

He looked around blankly, and the zombies didn't seem to notice anything, and were still wandering wildly.

The little zombie is rarely a little confused.

A hint of yearning suddenly rose in his heart, an emotion he had never had.

It seems that this has not happened before, not only now.

This......

The feeling of being attracted to something.

His body had already moved before his consciousness, and he involuntarily walked towards the place where the smell of blood had come from.

The boy slowly came to a shop.

His keen sense of smell told him that what attracted him was inside, separated from him by a heavy floodgate.

The little zombie closed his eyes and thought about it, and there was no longer his figure on the empty street, only a few fallen leaves were blown by the breeze.

The air in the dark shop twisted.

Immediately, a slender teenager appeared at the door.

Lu Youhan opened his eyes, and he could clearly see the goods in the shop.

The smell of blood came from not far from under his feet.

He lowered his head, and a girl lying on the ground came into view.

The man's face was slightly obscured by the hair that fell, and the arms that hung limply on the ground were bleeding outward, and if it weren't for the faint heartbeat and breathing, he would almost have thought it was a dead man.

At this moment, the girl seemed to look up slightly.

Just a small eye, it may be an unconscious action.

Then he passed out again.

However, the little zombie's pupils shrank, and his dead heart seemed to be tightly wrapped in a large net, making him breathless and suffocated.

The boy stiffened, walked quickly to the girl's side and crouched down, carefully brushing away the hair that was soaked in cold sweat and stuck to her face.

The girl's lips were pale, dry and cracked due to extreme dehydration.

"Water, water......" The girl frowned, as if in pain, and muttered to herself unconsciously.

The little zombie lowered his head and approached, and the strong smell of blood suddenly welled up on the tip of his nose, but he could already restrain himself from biting her.

Inexplicably, he just didn't want to hurt the villain in front of him.

The scorching aura emanating from the girl's body sprayed on the little zombie's face, making him a little overwhelmed.

"Water ......"

The girl's voice pulled him back to reality, and the little zombie who had not fully regained consciousness actually magically understood the girl's words.

After taking the water bottle next to him and roughly cutting the plastic bottle with his fingernails, the little zombie with a habit of cleanliness carefully washed his hands, helped the girl up and held it in his arms with one hand, and put some water in the palm of his hand and handed it to her lips for her to drink.

The thirst-quenched girl's brow gradually relaxed, and she leaned back into the boy's arms as if she had found shelter and fell asleep again.

For the first time, the calm eyes of the little zombie were covered with pampering and pampering.

He didn't like the way the man frowned.

If only I could wake up.

He wanted to see those eyes again.