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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

A miracle happened.

The world is so wonderful, and there are so many coincidences in this world.

At this moment, a person and a corpse who have been reunited for a long time are looking at each other like this.

For a moment, they didn't know how to say the next sentence.

For a moment, they didn't know how to face each other.

They just looked at each other and looked each other in the eyes.

Those past experiences are circulating one by one in their eyes, there is no mountain alliance and sea oath, and there is no enthusiasm like fire.

Their experience is not as violent as a flash flood or as fanatical as a lava eruption.

Their relationship is like a velvet rope slowly tied with time, made up of their past bits and pieces.

This little bit seems ordinary, seemingly ordinary, but together it is the strongest bond between each other.

Although the flash flood is violent, there is always a time when the river returns to the sea.

Although the molten eruption is frenetic, there will always be a day when the concrete will be cooled.

But the velvet rope they condensed with time is getting stronger and tighter, from the very little rope, gradually becoming an indestructible bond.

However, Yang Qun bowed his head in the midst of this mutual gaze.

It's like, a child who does something wrong.

He already has a lover of his own.

He already has Lin Wuwan.

Although his relationship with Jing Jing is so deep, after all, he had given up on their future two years ago.

Jing Jing felt Yang Qun's gloom, and she also felt Yang Qun's evasive gaze.

Following Yang Qun's gaze, on Yang Qun's chest, there was a sparkling and crystal clear ice crystal pendant.

She knows Yang Qun's character, he is not a person who is used to bringing any jewelry, and the pendant on Yang Qun's chest is actually intact after the battle just now, which can only show that this pendant is really an extremely important thing for Yang Qun.

Jing Jing had already guessed, guessed what it was.

Its origin can only belong to another woman.

Yang Qun...... The woman of the present.

"How is she?" said it quietly and lightly, tepidly, like a daily greeting as plain as water.

But Yang Qun could hear a kind of sadness from this greeting.

It was a cold gloom.

It's good that they are separated, but their status in each other's minds has never been shaken, and when they knew that Yang Qun had fallen in love with other women, they were quietly not angry, not crying, just asking so plainly.

Those who have been separated, who are in a position to take care of other people's lives......

Yang Qun was slightly stunned when he heard this, a woman's sense of smell is really terrifying, even if this woman becomes a zombie, or even a god among zombies.

She ...... Not good. Yang Qun's words also made Jing Jing stunned, isn't it? What does it mean to be bad?

"In order to save me, she sacrificed herself, sacrificed her feelings, gave everything she had, and became an emotionless machine." I don't know why, Yang Qun has never told anyone about this, but he told Jingjing all this.

In just a few words, Jing Jing already understood what was happening.

She doesn't need to know the detailed process, she knows Yang Qun.

In terms of Yang Qun's character, if others are good to him, he will definitely treat others better.

What happened at the end of the day, Jing Jing couldn't be by Yang Qun's side, and by his side was another woman, another woman who was very good to him, another woman who could give everything for Yang Qun, knowing that these were enough.

Quietly turned away.

Perhaps, he didn't want Yang Qun to see his sad face.

Perhaps, it's not like letting Yang Qun see the tears in his eyes.

A feeling of loneliness arises spontaneously, a feeling that is even lonelier than living alone in the world.

When you know that the person you once loved the most has fallen in love with someone else, this kind of heartache and this kind of scar is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

As a zombie god, she has given too much.

How did a girl and a zombie climb step by step to where she is today?

How she managed to navigate this dangerous area of nuclear radiation, no one can say exactly what she went through.

Looking at the quiet back, Yang Qun also felt her loneliness.

At this moment, Yang Qun had an unusually sorry feeling quietly.

At this moment, Yang Qun had a feeling of living up to Jing Jing's sincerity.

It's been 1 year, and he never thought that Jing Jing might survive, although Mengxue's Skynet organization has investigated here, but that can't alleviate the guilt in Yang Qun's heart.

"How are you now?" Asked quietly and softly, her voice no longer had the domineering and majesty of the zombie god, and it had the gentle and tactful tone in front of Yang Qun a few years ago.

This sentence sounds so gentle.

It's so sad again.

Yang Qun didn't answer this question, he didn't know how to answer, and he didn't know if he was doing well.

In the last days, his arm was broken, his leg was broken, his eyes were blind, his heart was gouged out, he was poisoned, he was hunted down, he was betrayed by his relatives and friends, he had experienced all the darkness, and even his beloved woman gave up his feelings for him, he really didn't know if he was living a good life now......

Maturity comes at a price, and becoming stronger also comes at a price, although Yang Qun is strong now...... But if you think about his path to becoming stronger, you will know how thorny and bumpy it was.

After being silent for a long time, Yang Qun didn't know how to answer, but Jing Jing already knew his answer, how could there be a strong man in the last days who didn't have his own story?? How can a strong person feel that he is living a good life.

"Are you okay now?" Yang Qun also asked such a question, although he already knew the answer, but he still wanted to ask.

Jing Jing was silent.

She was caught up in the memories, her expression constantly changing, as if she was thinking about the end times.

"Me?"

"It's okay."

"I'm a very lucky person, the black rain came, and I lost consciousness."

"At that time, my consciousness was in a state of confusion, I felt like I was dead at that time, at that time, I had become a zombie, a monster, a monster without consciousness."

"Until...... I saw a very bright light. ”

"That light destroyed my body, but it awakened my original sanity."

"That light, destroyed everything, destroyed everything, the whole city disappeared, all the people and monsters died."

"But, I'm alive."

"My body is gone, all I have left is a head."

"I don't know why, maybe it's the mutation of the radiation, maybe it's something else, but I'm still alive with only one head left."

"That feeling was really painful, and the moment I became conscious, the first thing I found when I woke up was ......"

"I only have a head left of myself."

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