A game of life and death.

Several people walked out of the military building side by side, and the fluttering snowflakes were already a little sparse, and they fell slightly cool on the side of their faces. Su Mo brushed it away lightly, and his eyes fell on Jiu'er beside him, "How is your injury?"

Although there was absolutely no problem with Song Jue, Su Mo still couldn't help but ask more.

"Okay, it's almost, and you, congratulations on the promotion."

Su Mo smiled, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, I never think I can advance to the eighth order." ”

"But you did, didn't you?"

"No, I don't feel that way, it's like something that has to be done, I'm just going to do it, not because of it."

Jiu'er was slightly stunned and didn't answer for a while, but Shang Qi, who was silent on one side, slowly spoke, "It doesn't matter, the result is enough." ”

"Thank you."

"No, you don't."

The friendly appearance of respecting each other gave Jiu'er a feeling of going to the wrong set.

The male and female protagonists are friends, and the world will not collapse until hell!

Slowed down and looked away, the crowd around him had long lost the liveliness and passion they had started, and the silence and godless eyes under the accumulation told an unspeakable melancholy, Jiu'er pursed the corners of his lips, "Are there many casualties this time?" ”

Su Mo quickly came back to his senses, and his eyes flashed slightly when he heard the voice, "The base has been prepared for a long time, and the high-level blocking is extremely successful, this should be regarded as a siege with the lowest damage, but... Many people, and the supernatural, chose to commit suicide. ”

When she heard the news, Su Mo was shocked.

The endless slaughter and the pervasive crisis have numbed people, the first desire to survive has disappeared, and all the resistance and persistence are still unknown for what purpose.

When I was tired of living, I wanted to die.

Understandable.

"People who commit suicide never deserve sympathy."

Knowing that the world is malicious to you, and you yourself are doing the same, it is excessive.

Trying to live is the best way to account for those who have passed away, and it is also the best way to reassure those who love you.

Su Mo smiled helplessly, "I know, it's just a pity to think about it, sometimes I really feel that I live for the sake of living." ”

"That's a big enough reason, don't you think it's enough?"

"It's also, it may be that the good has not been enough, and it is not necessary to be reluctant to die." The words fell, with a Noyu look, and the indescribable aura was compelling.

Jiu'er laughed for a while, the two of them were too harmonious to say anything, Shang Qi couldn't interject at all, and went all the way to the healing place without saying a word, and the survivors who came and went all nodded in greeting, and then lowered their voices softer.

Before entering the room, there was no silence for a second, and the woman on the bed jumped up violently, rushed directly into her arms, and then quickly broke free, turned over and began to look, "I heard that Xue Rou's slut hurt you, let me see what happened." ”

Jiu'er smiled helplessly, the depression and sorrow in her heart dissipated a lot in a flash, and she reached out and pushed away Zhongli's sniffing head, "Okay, okay, I'm fine, but you, what's wrong?" ”

Zhongli hooked his lips and turned his head without answering, turned his head and greeted Su Mo and the others, "Are you also coming to see me?" It's a pleasure. ”

"That's right, but I don't think you need my help, we won't bother you talking, Yan Xue is also injured, I'll go and see first."

"Well, don't send it if you go slowly."

As her footsteps disappeared to the side of the corridor, Jiu'er was already sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at Zhongli's back, she couldn't help but laugh, "What do you want to say?" Use such a clumsy excuse to kill people..."Before the words fell, it was Zhongli's red eyes that met him.

That kind of fragility, Jiu'er hasn't seen it for a long time, so she panicked inexplicably, and didn't hesitate to get up and approach and hug her in her arms.

"What's the matter, you told me that my brother bullied you?"

The man in his arms shook his head.

"Regeneration... It..."

"Huh?"

"It's love."

Regeneration...

It's love!

Rao is Jiu'er, and he may not have returned to his senses for a long time.

Zhongli cried very lightly, very depressed, restrained, and very sad.

"She carried the bag I gave her the last time I saw her, none of the materials in the bag were touched, she helped me many times, from the time I met to the time she died, she was helping me, and she didn't dare to hurt me."

"But she's a zombie... She obviously has no memory... Obviously, I have always hated her so much, hated her so much, she actually... You can still remember me, with a feeling..."

"Zhongli..."

"Jiu'er, do you know? She called me sister, and she said sorry to me, but she... Or dead..."

"I missed it for a long, long time, I always thought she was alive, I never thought she would become a zombie, and I never thought that I would be so sad..."

The enmity between the two sisters is so deep that either you die or I die, I didn't expect it to end in this way.

"Obviously you should hate it, don't you..."

Jiu'er didn't answer, because she firmly believed that Zhong Zhong had already had an answer.

She only hugged her, silently comforting, silently accompanying.

Many memories and the past need to be drawn by herself.

Zhongli recovered quickly, and by the time she poked her head out of Jiu'er's arms, she had already burst into tears and smiled.

"Are you laughing at me?"

The corners of Jiu'er's mouth twitched and pushed the person, "Am I so boring?" ”

"Jiu'er, I killed Zheng Yiran."

This is an expected and unexpected "regret?" ”

"No regrets."

"That's good."

Zheng Yiran is too hypocritical and selfish, even if he says that he loves Zhongli, he may not change at any time, unlike her stupid brother.

"Jiu'er."

Saying that Cao Cao Cao arrived, following the prestige, Ji Fengning's tall figure came, holding disinfectant alcohol and blood-stained bandages in his hands.

"Brother, you took it..."

"It's Lin Xiaoxiao."

Jiu'er was slightly stunned, and before she could speak, Zhongli had already taken the lead in asking, "What's the matter?" ”

"She wanted to kill herself."

Jiu'er turned around and opened the door to leave, like a gust of wind, Ji Fengning couldn't stop it, "The sixth room on the right side of the fifth floor." ”

Zhongli turned his head to look at Ji Fengning, his eyes were facing each other, and the two of them were equally deep and solemn.

"Check it out."

"Okay."

Needless to say, how important abilities are to the end times, it's good not to have them, but to have the gap that has been lost... It's like a person who eats on his face and suddenly disfigured, how easy is it to accept?

Jiu'er understands very well, and the more she understands, the more guilty she feels.

How could she not have experienced those days of frustration?

The healing place became quieter and quieter the higher it went, there were not many people, there were almost no injuries when it reached the fifth floor, Jiu'er's pace also slowed down as it approached, and it fell clearly in his ears, and his good hearing could hear the man's low and soft coaxing voice.

"Would you like to eat something?"

…

"Okay, it's okay if you don't eat it, can I help you clean up the wound on your hand?"

…

Jiu'er stood at the door, the man was cautiously approaching the woman beside the bed, her messy hair was a loose cotton dress, a little crimson between the light blue, silent and stubborn.

The wound on the wrist was not deep, it was tied, but it was still bleeding slowly because of the vigorous break-free, and as the man touched it, the woman threw it fiercely, and the bright red blood splashed far away and fell on the military boots.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you, don't move, it's cold outside, your hands are blue, put on your clothes."

Wu Feng has always been a hanger, and now he looks so low-minded and angry, which is simply subversive of imagination.

Jiu'er pursed her lips and took a deep breath, but the man was choked again, and the coat was thrown out fiercely.

Wu Feng was stunned, and a sense of powerlessness spread throughout his body, "I beg you to do it, you are very weak, you can't do this." ”

The chuckle accompanied by the woman's hoarse voice sounded, "Get out, I'm begging you, okay?" ”

"Xiaoxiao..."

"Are you sympathetic to me? I don't need your sympathy, get out, don't be by my side! ”

"Let's go."

Gentle and hoarse collided abruptly, Wu Feng was stunned, and Lin Xiaoxiao, who was not far away, also looked over, pursed her lips and couldn't see her expression clearly.

The atmosphere became more and more silent for a while, Wu Feng's expression moved slightly, he looked at Lin Xiaoxiao deeply, and then turned around and left, and took the door with him when he left.

The four eyes are facing each other, and they are all dark.

The air was mixed with a faint smell of blood, from the slender wrist, Lin Xiaoxiao's back was straight, but it seemed that the most important spine had been pumped, and there was a possibility of falling down at any time.

At least from her eyes, Jiu'er really didn't see the fearlessness and liveliness she once had.

The room was a mess, his mind moved slightly, and the bandages and medicines in the space fell into his hands, and when he approached, he didn't look at her, grabbed her arm and pulled her to the bed.

"I've got a lot of tranquilizers, and you don't want me to do you the same way I do to a madman."

The strength is very small, and it can be pulled away as soon as it is earned, but the words are heavy.

Lin Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and said nothing, her bloodless face looked like no one or a ghost, and the temperature of her arm was so low that she could freeze to death in an hour if she was left alone.

Jiu'er stuffed the person into the quilt, then closed the doors and windows, took out the carbon from the space and lit several pots, Lin Xiaoxiao was better than she didn't know, her face was flushed, and then she boiled hot water and brought it to the bed, wiped her with a towel and then stitched and medicated.

"It's good that the temperature is low and the blood clots quickly, otherwise you wouldn't have seen me at all."

Maybe it's really cold and numb, but I don't feel pain.

It's not that she's not cold, it's just that the soldier's iron willpower can't help her to compromise, and as her body gradually warms up, she begins to tremble involuntarily.

Jiu'er took off her coat, opened the window a crack, and then leaned back against the window and lit a cigarette, extremely calmly and chicly in the clouds, looking out of the window with a delicate face, and said through the gap in the smoke, "When you don't shake, I'll give you porridge." ”

There is no panic in the leisurely one.

Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing, "You treat patients like this?" Still smoking? ”

"Patient, are you? I thought you didn't want to be treated like a patient. ”

"I really don't want to."

Jiu'er chuckled, took the last breath and threw out the window, and her eyes fell lightly on Lin Xiaoxiao, "Say, why committed suicide." ”

"I thought you'd understand better."

"I understand, that's why I'm more curious, I have learned from the past, and my endurance is still so weak."

"Is that not the case? Live with a smile? Does it make sense? ”

Jiu'er didn't say anything, and Lin Xiaoxiao smiled more and more, "Say, is there a big difference between dying now and dying in a few days?" ”

"Why did you die?"

Lin Xiaoxiao gently held her forehead "Jiu'er, you know this question better than anyone else, you are very strong, but your weaknesses are too obvious, Song Jue has strength, and his weaknesses are too obvious."

"In this state, you can't win the last battle at all! And even more, you see, the present day..."

"Don't you think it's weird..."