It's been two months since she left.

In order not to become an obstacle to his steps, the girl who had no waves even in the face of thousands of zombies died in his arms.

The ten fingers that were clasped gradually lost their temperature, and when she left, her tearful eyes were forever his silhouette.

"You're good, I'll take you away, and I'll take you wherever I go."

He still remembered that when he first met in that small building, she pressed against him, her slender eyebrows frowned slightly, but when she said this, the tenderness contained in her eyes that outlined the arc upwards was enough to suppress the moonlight outside the window.

But in the end, the corners of her mouth choked on blood, and when she said this sentence with a smile, the hand that was tightly clasped with him loosened little by little, until it was completely soft in his arms and turned into a corpse without temperature.

He seems to have been the most painful person since the outbreak of the virus.

If in the past, he was named a genius at a young age, and his life was smooth sailing, and he was cultivated by the state in science and technology. The young man who stands at the top of the human tower is cold by nature, and has long forgotten all feelings for the sake of his career.

However, with great strength comes great responsibility.

He has never been defeated by cancer, and he has saved countless lives from the hands of death, and when the strange virus began to spread around the world, he was the first to be pushed to the forefront.

Unable to develop a drug, he began to try surgery. The limbs were tightly bound to the hospital bed, and the zombie roared, and even the skin began to fester, staring at him fiercely with blood-red eyes.

He recognized the man, who had previously pulled him back from the death threat of the tumor on the operating table. And now, this familiar patient has returned to this place as a man-eating monster.

The surgery was a failure, naturally. How can something that has lost its humanity be called "human" anymore? ”

Pus and blood mixed with the knocked medicine stained the white porcelain floor, and the lamp hanging overhead began to flicker. His trembling hands were stained with blood, and the scalpel fell to the floor in front of him, but he no longer had the strength to pick it up.

The free-spirited monster jumped up from the hospital bed and threw the nurse next to him to the ground, the man's own abdomen was not stitched up, and his internal organs were bleeding all over the ground, but he still greedily tore at the face of the nurse who was unable to break free and screamed to death.

I don't know why, even with such a bloody and terrifying scene, Silver didn't want to run at all.

It was like purgatory on earth, and the warm blood spurted out of it on the lampshade, on the protective suit, and on the white wall. The monster gnawed away Miss Nurse's entire face, and quickly stood up against Silver.

He didn't know why he was so calm, and even bent down to pick up the scalpel on the ground and pierced his heart the moment the thing pounced.

The place where the blood splattered this time was Yin's own face, the expressionless young man's eyes were extremely cold, and his still trembling hand could barely hold the hilt of the knife. The bright red and pure white operating room was also covered with a red mist under his eyes, and it became a place he no longer dared to touch.

Accusing, insulting, slandering, countless people rushed to drag him off the altar, they scolded him in filthy words for holding out the knife to his patient, he wanted to explain, but he didn't want to open his mouth at all.

Can such a thing still be called a human being?

Escape, where can you escape, and when you come back to your senses, it seems as if the whole world has become a walking corpse. The powerful have already taken special planes to different places to hide.

He smiled, his eyes becoming lighter, but where could he escape from such a global catastrophe.

He stood upstairs and cast his glass window to look at the city downstairs that was rotten to the bone, it was already the end of the world.

Humanity is gone, and there is no salvation anymore.

As if he had given up on himself, he injected the unfinished potions into his body along with the blood of the zombie monsters, and he didn't know what would happen, maybe he would die, or tomorrow he would become a monster roaming the streets.

But he didn't. When he opened his eyes again, his consciousness was still clear, although he could clearly perceive the changes in his body.

However, this clarity did not last long.

When he came back to his senses, he was trying to put his mouth on a child's neck, and the desire to bite from his heart forced his eyes to turn red, but Professor Silver, who didn't want to lose the last of his dignity, chose to directly twist the child's neck and discarded his body in the elevator at will.

He who has killed people no longer belongs to the clean and righteous side, but even if he doesn't kill, that child will die, and it doesn't seem to make a difference.

He cleaned up all the humans and monsters in that building, intending to wait quietly for death to come, but he didn't expect that he would wait... It's salvation.

She was the only one who would gently stroke his hair, and a soft coaxing sound would overflow from his throat.

Don't be afraid, I don't blame you, it's just that there isn't enough time.

At a time when everyone almost wanted to burn him to death and crucify him into a sinner for the ages, he, who had done nothing, doubted himself for the first time.

If he can't save everyone, will he definitely die?

The girl took him by the hand and replied, "But what do those people have to do with you, they are not as good as you in a ten-thousandth degree?"

Even if she turned into a monster that she couldn't even control, when she looked at him, she didn't have a single fear in her eyes.

Therefore, he is willing to enter the cage for her sake.

How could he not know what those people wanted from him, but even if she was used, if she could live safely and intact, he would be willing to do it.

But seeing him hurt, why did she cry more than herself?

Even the girl, who had never frowned and was afraid in the face of many zombies, covered her mouth and cried when she saw the wounds exposed on his body.

He couldn't speak, but along the way he wanted to ask her, are you scared?

She must have been afraid, she was still so small and weak, but when she held his hand, she was stronger than anyone else.

The world is tasteless, and the world is boring. If something is already rotten, simply destroy it completely.

She died to protect him, and he would bury her with the whole world.

After making sure that there were no more living people in the entire base, Silver carried her body back to the small building where they had first met.

She once said, do what you want, miscount me.

And the only thing he wants to do in this life is to destroy the filth and accompany her to wait for death to come.

She leaned on his shoulder, her eyes closed, as quiet as if she had just fallen asleep. And he wiped a shriveled apple with insufficient moisture in his palm, and watched in a daze as the sun disappeared from the horizon little by little, and the afterglow faded away, and the night was like iron.

The apple in his palm was suddenly picked up, and he raised his eyes in astonishment and turned his head to look at the people around him.

The girl who was already dead was holding the apple at the moment, and her eyes were as crooked as he was, and the crimson that was unique to zombies was like his.

Can we be together forever? In another form, even if you and I are the only ones left in the world, what does it matter.

The young zombie gentleman has his own zombie wife.

The ten fingers that have never been released are tightly clenched, and this time, no matter where they go, they will never be separated again.