Chapter 142: Doomsday Crisis (End)
Three years later, scientists successfully developed zombie serum, but the side effect was that all zombies would disappear.
A year later, after a heavy rain, the zombies vanished, and with them.
Ye Xiaoyue's space is well protected by her, and with the help of Yang Shaoqing's family, her status is getting higher and higher, but there will always be a missing corner in her heart.
Looking at the jade pendant several times, what I remembered was not the kind smile of my grandmother, but the radiant and flamboyant woman.
Yunjian retired, and since he can remember, his understanding of the world is black and white, and later I learned that some evil was just discovered by you, not that the evil you saw was eliminated, and the world over there was peaceful.
In this society, people are complicated, he saw through it, and then went back to inherit the family business.
In this world, there are only a few people who remember the seven tones.
The rain was dripping, the cemetery was well kept, and in front of a tombstone, there was a bouquet of small white flowers and a few bouquets of chrysanthemums.
Tall people, due to the passage of time, have long lost their original spirit. With that, there is a little more maturity, and a little more helplessness to see through the world.
"This society has been restored to order, all that remains is to rebuild step by step, Miss Ye and Yang Shaoqing have been married a long time ago, I forgot to tell you, the wedding is very grand, more than ten years ago, I often fantasized about our future ...... Don't talk about it, I'm afraid you'll be unhappy when you hear it! ”
"Actually, I've always known that you don't like the world, and the frustration in your eyes is impatience with the world. I like you, I've never talked to you, and I still like you, both before and now. ”
"Xia Qing, if I had known you earlier, would you have been a little interested in me?"
The wind blows the little white flowers, the petals dance with the wind, and the empty grass, the unknown little white flowers quietly fall.
Yun Jian was dressed in a formal suit, his face was thin, his eyebrows and eyes were depressed, and he didn't have long to live.
"Xia Qing, I'm leaving, I'll come to see you next time!"
Turning away, his footsteps paused slightly, even though he was reluctant to give up, but the Yiren had become a thing of the past.
"Captain Cloud?"
Yang Shaoqing was not surprised at all at the cemetery where Yunjian would appear, he hugged Ye Xiaoyue, who was holding the child, and nodded slightly towards the other party.
After Yunjian responded, he didn't say much and strode away.
Ye Xiaoyue hugged the child, her expression was slightly sad, and the jade pendant that caused the "tragedy" was lying in her palm.
"Sister Xia, I'm here again, I don't know if you've left, how are you doing all these years? I've heard...... Actually, people just have to live happily, right? ”
Yang Shaoqing took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped the tears from the corners of Ye Xiaoyue's eyes, and pretended to be disgusted, "Don't cry, Sister Xia will dislike you if you cry again." ”
Ye Xiaoyue burst into tears and smiled, "She should say that we should sprinkle dog food." ”
After laughing, there was another wave of sadness.
It seems that he thought of something, opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, but finally wanted to say it.
"Those hurtful words back then, I don't think you want to say it, Sister Xia, right? Your formula is correct, but the damage to the human body is huge, and those researchers would not have the results they have today if they hadn't looked at your results. ”
"But you don't want to tell the truth until you die, Sister Xia, we are friends! Friend! ”
Even if you didn't admit it at the time, I still feel like we're friends.