When you stop creating a new life, all that haunts you is memories of the past.

I dreamed that an old friend fell down in front of me and told me that life still had to go by myself, I rushed up like crazy, but when I was about to touch him, I fell to the ground, and the blood splattered from the punctured wound on my body happened to drip into my eyes, and in the red picture, it was the last parting of the old friend.

I opened my eyes suddenly, the ceiling reflected the morning light through the cracks in the curtains, and the double bed under me was covered with real hundred-dollar bills. I opened the curtain and opened the window, leaned out of the window on the sixth floor, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and wished that a large fan could instantly blow away the smell of stinky farts that had been accumulated all night in the house.

Walking out of the bedroom to the large balcony of the living room naked, squatting down to poop with a plastic bag, and bringing the aged men's magazines on the ground, the innocent actress on the cover always reminds me of her pretty appearance in that classic Xianxia film and television drama shouting 'brother'. After the poop was finished, I tied up the plastic bag, threw it out along the balcony window, and fell into the group of fecal bags that had accumulated all over the place outside the building, it was already July, and the sun was full, and the mosquitoes and flies gathered in that place were afraid that they could make up a bug corps.

I took out today's breakfast in the refrigerator that would not be refrigerated, the fat and attractive red meat balls exuded a strong attraction, sitting on the white sofa that was grinding to the blackening point, I was staring at the black screen TV while nibbling on the meat balls, fantasizing about the TV series I had watched before, and from time to time I hooked the meat ribbon stuck to my face with my tongue and brought it back to my mouth, I don't know when the satisfaction brought to me by raw meat can no longer be easily replaced by other edible ones, of course, I can't tell when I will starve for four or five days.

After drinking a few taels of turbid fresh water from the bucket and burping, I pulled up the inflatable model who fell to the ground and kissed it, and then carried it to the sofa to solve the problem of Chenzai's neck.

My name is Shi Lei, male, 28 years old, birthday is June 24, I live in Building 23, Linghui Street, Gufeng District, Shanfeng City. This is the eighth year since the outbreak of the zombie crisis, and I, a college student who was running around in the last days, are now full of vicissitudes. I came here a few months ago, in Fuguang City, and occupied this three-bedroom house as a place to settle down in a residential community on the outskirts of the city center.

After some comfort, I lay down and rested comfortably for a while, and then put on my big shorts and came to the standing sandbag that had been beaten to the deformation to vent the still superfluous energy, and suddenly I heard the sound of fighting downstairs.

Relying on the perception of sound in his ears, he quickly walked to the kitchen window and looked down slightly, the height of the sixth floor was not far away, and he could distinguish that it was an adult man limping from the direction of the entrance of the community to one of the unit doors of the residential building opposite, and there were seven or eight zombies chasing him behind him, and depending on the situation, the man would have to be dumplings if he didn't hurry up. This is really good news for me, after all, there are not many meat balls in the refrigerator, and I can't put it away overnight on a hot day.

The cut-proof gloves on the top of the refrigerator, the hook belt at the bottom of the coffee table, I quickly came to the living room balcony to tie the nylon rope buckle and jumped down, grabbed the rope and stepped on the wall to jump one after another to the corridor window between the second floor and the first floor, got in and took off the glove belt and ran to the door of the first floor.

Out of the building, into the green grass that grows wildly without human pruning, the refreshing and pleasant breath under the clear blue sky continues to pour into the nostrils, stepping on the soft soil like a big cat on the grassland to hide and sneak. The man had already run into the opposite unit door, and the remaining zombies were chasing after him. I immediately chased to the opposite door, there were two corpses crooked in the weeds half a meter on the ground, one was pierced in the eyeball and the other was cut off in the head, it seems that the guy has two hits, and his leg is lame and can still struggle a few hands.

I took out the small dagger in the butt pocket of my shorts, puffed up the wonderful muscle lines on my calves and rushed straight to the last zombie who pounced on the door of the unit, this is a plump glasses young lady, the moment I hugged her from behind made me experience a long-lost feeling, but it didn't delay me from stabbing her in the temple with a dagger, otherwise her next bite would be my hand grabbing the bottom of her neck.

Gently put the glasses lady down to the ground, the zombies in front of me who had already chased upstairs wailed and did not perceive the danger behind me, and I had no choice but to continue to catch up, and put them down one by one, and I had to take advantage of the zombies with the fastest legs and feet to bite my prey before they did. I used to watch a TV show where a wild host who ate everything said: If the energy provided by food can't make up for the cost of catching it, then don't be obsessed. Okay, I know very well that this meal is in hand, but it can be a big deal.

On the second floor, the third floor, and the fourth floor, the adult man was forced to rush into a room with the door open, and it could be seen that his body was actually very vigilant and coordinated, and his strength and strength were not bad, if it weren't for the pain in his leg, he probably wouldn't have fallen into being bullied by such a few dishes. The excessive fatigue made the man fall to the ground and then couldn't climb half a meter, and at this time, the last surviving zombie was also standing in front of him, it was a bucktooth suit male zombie, I stabbed him from behind, he became a suit male zombie, and the bucktooth was cut off.

The man on the ground stared at me with round eyes, and I pulled out my dagger and immediately stabbed again, and the zombie was completely out of breath.

"Chairman?" It's been a long time since I've heard anyone call me that.

I stepped forward and squatted down with a knife to cut the pants of the man's injured leg to check his wound, maybe because I saved him, maybe because he knew me, anyway, he didn't do anything to guard my movements, and after a look, his calf was cut with a sharp object, the amount of bleeding was average, there was no sign of infection, and the meat was good.

"Chairman Shi? Is that you? "The man wanted to ruffle my loose hair, and I immediately stepped back and stood up full of lawsuits, and I was hell, I could see old acquaintances when I ran to such a remote place, so I couldn't do it easily. Irritated with one hand pulling his hair back, the man saw my bearded face this time, "It's really you! I'm Zhanfeng! ”

Seeing the excitement of Bensi's man like a child finding his father, I was still a little uncomfortable, "It's you, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"It's been three years! Chairman, it's been three years! I've finally found you! ”

"It's gone, what's the name of the chairman," I looked around, "or you can come with me to my place first." ”

When I went downstairs, I walked in front of Zhanfeng and kept a half-story distance from Zhanfeng, and along the way, I stepped on five corpses: a boy in suspenders, an old man with a half-face, a tall hunchback, an old woman with a broken arm, and a headless old man, all of whom were zombies who had just followed Zhanfeng. As you can see, zombies used to be human beings, but they died because they were infected with the D virus and then became the walking dead under the control of the virus, and their only purpose of action was to keep eating, and the way to kill them was to destroy brain tissue.

In fact, there was a machete before these corpses that should have been thrown by Zhanfeng, so I could see that it was thrown through the window. At this point, I glanced at Zhanfeng and found that he didn't look for anything, at least it meant that he didn't plan to kill me with this knife.

On the way back, I didn't forget to take back the nylon rope and gloves and other equipment used to jump off the building just now, as soon as I entered my house, he was stunned, he sniffed it vigorously with his nose and went to open the refrigerator door, staring for a moment, "Chairman, am I next?" ”

"Yes, that's what I thought."