Gu Cheng forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart, pinched An Yang's chin with his thumb, and gave a gentle kiss.

"Let's take a break."

An Yang closed his eyes again and arched his body into the inside of the saddle.

As the car restarted, the spacious back seat slowly swayed, but the person who whispered in his ear never returned.

An Yang's eyes were closed, and he didn't feel sleepy at all. The picture that appeared in my mind before unfolded in front of me little by little.

In the pouring rain, she saw bloody corpses everywhere, not only zombies, but also humans with twisted limbs.

And in the middle of the mountain where the corpses were piled up, Gu Cheng sat on one knee, and under his gloomy gaze, his pale lips outlined a wicked smile.

She saw his lips open and close slightly, as if he was holding something.

And not far from him, Li Tianyun clenched his fists, his face covered with blood. It seems that one eye has been hit hard, and a hole has been opened.

The sunset was like blood, and the two of them were immersed in the afterglow, as if they were the opposite of fate.

Anyang gasped for breath and forced himself to drive away the image in his mind.

She sat up clutching the armrest, silently looking out the window.

From this point on, Gu Cheng obviously felt the changes in Anyang. The person who never bowed his head seemed to have completely compromised his fate and no longer resisted his approach.

The hand around An Yang's waist continued to tighten, and Gu Cheng understood for the first time that even in the last days, there were some things that could make him so addicted that he didn't want to leave.

Biting An Yang's throat lightly, and hearing the other party let out a cat-like muffled snort, Gu Cheng raised his head with satisfaction, "I'll go look for something, you wait for me here." ”

An Yang looked at the familiar scenery outside, and grabbed his wrist uncharacteristically, "I want to go with you." ”

Gu Cheng hesitated, and when he saw her timid, he still nodded softly.

It has been a while since the last bloodbath stronghold, and if Anyang is left here, there is indeed a possibility that other accidents may happen.

Following behind Gu Cheng, An Yang looked at the dried blood in the stronghold, and clenched his hanging hand tightly.

"It's such a big place, it should be a lot of work to find. Gu Cheng, do you want me to help you? ”

Gu Cheng paused slightly and didn't look back, "No, you just need to protect yourself." ”

An Yang obediently responded and did not speak again.

[System: Host, do you need my help finding it?] 】

[Anyang: It doesn't matter if there are inconsequential props. But Li poured them out, where did they go? 】

[System: It has appeared in a nearby town, and it is expected to arrive here in the afternoon.] 】

[Anyang: OK.] 】

Slowly following behind Gu Cheng, An Yang suppressed the hatred surging in his heart, and tried his best to look at the decoration here as a sightseer.

has to be, even in such a bad environment as the end times, Gu Ling's preferences have not changed.

When Anyang passed by one of the rooms, he saw the silver-gray tulle curtains hanging inside, and the corners of his lips were lightly hooked.

On the way, she remembered a lot of memories of the past. Gu Ling and her brother were two sword-wielding princes in her growing up, protecting her all the way to grow up.

It's a pity that after going to school, she had more and more friends around her, and later Gu Ling got married, and she almost broke off contact with that person.