"Didi Didi"

The alarm sound of the mobile phone woke Ye Yuyao up, and he touched his side indiscriminately, only to find the mobile phone that kept screaming. After crossing out the alarm clock, he looked at the time and the screen showed 7:30.

Damn, it's so late!

He was so frightened that he fell asleep all of a sudden, grabbed his clothes and put them on himself. The class time was 7:40, and he didn't know if it was too late.

Just as he was getting dressed and getting out of bed, he remembered something.

Damn, it's Sunday......

He scratched his head, somehow he's been so nervous lately that he forgot that it was the weekend. Although he really wanted to sleep again, he was so frightened by himself that he couldn't sleep, so he had to get up and open the door and go to the bathroom to wash up.

While brushing his teeth, he felt a little strange, it stands to reason that at this time his parents should get up to prepare breakfast, or watch the morning news, but the kitchen and living room are quiet, are they oversleeping? Even stranger, he also smelled a faint smell of blood.

I guess it's bleeding gums. He thought to himself, so he poured his saliva, and then spit it out, but found no blood.

I guess I had a nosebleed when I went to bed last night. He didn't think too much about it, washed his face, wiped it with a towel, and prepared to go to the bedroom to wake up his parents, although no one was preparing breakfast, but at least he had to ask for money to go out to eat.

When he came to his parents' bedroom door, he felt that something was even more wrong, because the smell of blood seemed to be heavier.

His heart shuddered, and his instinct told him not to open this door, but he looked at this familiar door, and he couldn't believe it.

Don't be nervous. He shook his head, thinking that his thoughts were ridiculous, and without thinking too much, he opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, a strong smell of blood came over the room. The sudden smell of this smell made him unable to hold back, and he leaned against the door and vomited, but because he had not eaten anything, he only vomited some gastric juice.

He struggled to lift his eyes, and saw that the curtain in front of him was splattered with blood, and he looked down the curtain and saw a vague figure. He rubbed his eyes, wiped away the tears he had squeezed out from his vomiting, and looked at the figure.

This time he saw clearly, the figure, it was his father, who was constantly pulling something out from under him and stuffing it down, and the scalp-tingling chewing sound filled the room, and the smell of blood was coming from there.

His eyes widened, not knowing what was happening, just getting closer, and the chewing sound was getting louder and louder, and the smell of blood was getting stronger.

“…… Dad? ”

As he approached his father, he let out a soft call and looked under him, and the whole world seemed to pause the moment he looked past.

It was his mother, staring blankly at the ceiling, her mouth covered with dried blood, and her face as pale as paper. His father, who was pulling a section of intestines out of her stomach and chewing it slowly, blood kept coming out of the intestines, and his mouth was full of his lover's blood. His movements were slow, just like his usual style, except for the constant strange sounds of "coughing" and "coughing".

Ye Yuyao felt as if he had been drained of strength, and sat down on the ground all of a sudden, looking at the scene in front of him with rapid breathing, unable to speak, he had not yet understood what was happening, and the sudden impact made his brain blank.

But the sound he made as he sat on the ground was heard by his father, who stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look at him.

No...... It won't be like this......

The pale eyes, the pale face covered in black blood, the mouth covered with viscous blood, and the howl that came from that mouth that did not belong to a human being:

"Ahem, a

His father stood up, but his otherwise kind face was now fierce, and his hands, stained with her mother's blood, reached out to him.

Maybe it was out of instinct, Ye Yuyao was so frightened that he kept crawling back, until he crawled out of the room, he had the strength to stand up, he wanted to close the door of the room, but it was too late, his father was about to come to the door. In desperation, he looked nearby, hoping to find something that could stop his father, and then he saw the fruit knife on the table on his left.

He picked up the fruit knife, looked at his approaching father, raised the knife, and aimed it at his father's eye socket.

Seven, six, five...... His father kept enlarging in his retina, and he just had to wait until it approached, clasp its chin with his left hand, and then thrust the knife into its eye socket with his right hand, just as he had always done to them.

But he looked at his father's familiar face, but he couldn't do anything, and for a moment, in his vision blurred by tears, his father just seemed to want to come over and give him a hug.

No...... I...... I can't......

He threw away the fruit knife, turned and went into his room, locked the door, and sat on the floor with his back against the door. Hot tears kept flowing from his eyes, and his throat hurt as if he was being pinched, and he finally couldn't hold back his tears.

"Why is that...... Why ......"

He asked with a crying voice, and kept hammering the floor, hammering his hands to the ground, but he didn't get an answer, and the situation didn't improve.

Outside the door, his father was wailing and banging on the door, and inside the door, he was just crying helplessly, and there was nothing he could do.

I don't know how long he cried, but he stopped, staring blankly at the floor in front of him. At this time, the world was extremely quiet, only the sound of his snot snorting from time to time, and the sound of his father's door knocking behind him, if it weren't for the bursts of howls and the dream-like slapping sound, he thought it was just a small awkwardness after his father's desire to reconcile with him.

He stood up, walked to the bedside and picked up his phone, which was indeed unserviced. He still thought about calling 110, and although he didn't hold out any hope, he felt that he could only do this kind of thing now.

He pulled a few pieces of paper from the bedside table, wiped his nose and eyes, and sat down on the bed again, staring blankly at the phone with no signal in his hand.

"Ahem, aaaa Suddenly, a new voice came from the door, Ye Yuyao guessed, it should be his mother. He glanced at the locked door, only to find that the lock and hinge had begun to loosen because of his mother's accession.

He felt as if his brain had been electrocuted, and a tingling sensation spread from the parietal lobe of his brain. He realized that he couldn't lock himself up here forever.

He hurriedly walked to the window and looked down, there were a few zombies scattered in the open space downstairs, fortunately, there were no zombies in the small open space downstairs in his house. But his home is on the third floor, and jumping directly will definitely break bones, and his screams will definitely attract nearby zombies, this kind of behavior is no different from suicide, he has to rely on something.

Without further ado, he immediately pulled out the sheets in the cupboard, ripped off the sheets on the bed, and began to knot them together. I don't know if I smelled the fear in the house, my parents banged on the door harder, and beads of sweat began to appear on Ye Yuyao's forehead.

Once tied, he tied the end of the sheet to the leg of the bed, then opened the window and threw the sheet out. However, he found that even if all the sheets and quilt covers were tied together, there was still a distance of more than two meters from the ground, so he had to be careful when he landed, if he accidentally got his foot caught, it would be a big trouble.

He climbed up to the windowsill and looked down again, and after making sure that there were no zombies, he carefully poked his body out, holding the sheets in one hand and the windowsill in the other. The edge under the window was narrow, and his feet were so big that he barely stepped on it, and he always felt like he would slip down if he wasn't careful. He couldn't help but clutch the sheets, but the constant sweat on his hands made him afraid that he would not be able to grasp them at any time.

When the whole person stood out of the window, he took a deep breath, glanced at his feet, and noticed that his legs were shaking a little. He looked back into the room, where his parents were banging on the door, howling. He frowned, stopped looking, lowered his left foot slowly with his head down, grasped the sheets with both hands, and slowly left the edge of the window with his other foot.

Can't let go! Can't let go!

He kept telling himself in his heart that although his arms were shaking like rattles and a little numb, he didn't dare to let go at all. He now has two feet on the wall, but the wall is frosted, so he doesn't slide down so easily. His hand waited until one foot stepped down, and the opposite hand moved down, which was slow, but it was already his fastest speed.

It was almost three minutes before he stepped on the edge above the second-floor window, relieved by the feeling of being able to step on something again, and he was too nervous to breathe. He looked down and saw that the end of the sheet was above the window on the first floor, which meant that he only had to step on the next edge and move down a little to hit the ground.

He took another deep breath, then slowly extended his left foot as he had done before.

"Woohoo!"

At this moment, a miserable white hand suddenly reached out from the window on the first floor, grabbed his calf, and he was so frightened that the other foot slipped down, but fortunately, the sheets were clenched tightly, and the whole person did not fall.

Exercise!

He cursed and looked at the window on the first floor, it was the uncle who lived on the first floor, and was now struggling to squeeze out of the security bar outside the window, his gray eyes staring greedily at the calf that he had caught, wanting to bite off a large piece of flesh from it. As it squeezed so hard, the square security bar cut open his cheek, and dark red blood slowly flowed out.

Ye Yuyao felt that his left leg was about to be torn off, and the uncle, who usually looked weak, was now amazingly strong, he quickly turned around, kicked at the uncle's arm, and shook his left leg wildly to shake off the hand he was gripping. He doesn't care about respecting the old and loving the young now, he just wants to break free as soon as possible.

But he kicked a lot of feet, and the uncle showed no signs of letting go, but grabbed tighter. Seeing that his leg was about to be bitten, Ye Yuyao was so anxious that he kicked the uncle's chin violently, only to hear a "click", the uncle's chin was kicked and dislocated, and the huge momentum made him let go of his hand, and Ye Yuyao, who suddenly lost his restraints, did not react at once, plus there was too much sweat in his palm, and he let go of the hand holding the sheet.

"Plop !!"

Damn it......

Fortunately, it is not very high, although Ye Yuyao was smashed, he did not hurt his head and neck, but when he landed, his knee hurt, but it was only for a moment, and it was not a big deal. He struggled to prop himself up and looked around, because of the sound just now, the zombies in the vicinity were all attracted and staggered towards him.

!

He quickly got up from the ground, but before he could stand up, he screamed and fell to the ground again. He looked at his right leg and felt a chill in his heart.

His right leg was twisted to the side at an exaggerated angle, like a toy that he had twisted when he was a child. As soon as he tried to exert his strength, there was a sharp pain in his knee, and he couldn't stand up at all.

"Ahem, aaaa "Whew!" "Uhhh

The howls coming from all directions were getting closer and closer, Ye Yuyao looked around in horror, those zombies were only a dozen meters away from him, and they stretched out their hands, as if they wanted to catch him from this distance. He hurriedly looked around and found that there was a half-open garage behind him, which was pitch black, but Ye Yuyao couldn't care about it so much, and crawled over with his hands and feet.

But he felt that with each move he fartet, the howls and shuffling footsteps behind him got louder. He glanced back, but only in a hurry, he saw that he was almost surrounded by zombies, and he was so frightened that he hurried forward, and his hands were worn out without noticing.

Just in time, absolutely in time!

He told himself, and after a few seconds, he reached for the garage door, his spirits lifted and he was ready to pull himself inside.

At this moment, a cold hand grabbed his injured leg violently, he screamed in pain, and then kicked at the zombie who grabbed him, but his strength was not great, the zombie just leaned back, and what he didn't expect was that before his leg could be withdrawn, he was grabbed by another zombie.

Miscellaneous......

Before he could react, the zombie grabbed his calf and bit down.

"Ahh

This time it was a real scream, the zombie bit his calf open, blood puffed out, his calf hurt as if it had been burned by fire, but even so, he still clung to the door. He wanted to get in, to escape from these zombies, even if he was bitten.

But one zombie after another grabbed his body, he was scared to tears, his legs were grabbed by several zombies, he tried hard to get into the garage, he felt like he was about to be ripped off his stomach.

Finally, a zombie grabbed his arm and bit the flesh on it, he let go of his hand in pain, he saw a pit in his arm, blood kept coming out, some splashed on his face, a ripped tendon continued to tremble with the spasm of the muscles, he wanted to scream, but he was so frightened that he didn't even have the strength to scream, he could only cry and whimper.

"No...... Don't ......"

He cried as he spoke, snot, tears, and blood streaming into his mouth. But it didn't work, one zombie after another surrounded him, and a few zombies' hands touched his stomach, irregularly stirring, little by little, little by little, picking open his clothes, and then picking his belly, he felt so hot in his stomach, as if he had stuffed a soldering iron in it, and some cold, dry things stirred in his stomach. Then, his intestines were ripped out, and the sharp pain that had been pulled out made him roll his eyes in pain, and a fishy liquid poured into his mouth, which he coughed up from his nose and mouth. The pain paralyzed his brain, and he saw several zombies appear in front of his eyes, and he tried to push them away with his hands, but the zombies grabbed his arm and even bit off one of his fingers.

He thought he was going to pass out, but he didn't expect a dry finger to keep approaching his eye, expanding and expanding in his retina.

No! No!!!

He screamed, the pain all over his body seemed to be magnified, but none of this could stop the approaching fingers. Then, the zombie's blackened nails poked into his eye sockets.

Ahh!!h

"Hah...... Ha ......"

Ye Yuyao suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up, panting heavily, but his voice sounded a little tempting. She touched her eyes, the eyeballs were still there, she stretched out her arms to look at them again, white and a little uncomfortable.

"Hoo ......"

She breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, which was hot but cold.

It's just a dream......

She looked around, there was a slight light outside, it seemed that it had just dawned, everything around her was a little dim, but she could still see clearly, people were sleeping in their own positions, and from time to time there would be the sound of Wang Jiale's snoring. Everything seemed so peaceful, but Ye Yuyao felt that it was so discordant.

She rubbed the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, and then got up silently, wanting to go to the bathroom, but inadvertently saw her breasts, and what was already familiar became abrupt again. She shook her head, trying to sober herself up, and walked to the toilet.

The water in the toilet had long since stopped, and she could only scoop a little of the water stored in the bucket with her hands and splash it on her face, and the cold water made her sober up somewhat.

At this time, she saw herself in the mirror again, the face that now belonged to her, but it made her feel very weird. She couldn't help frowning slightly, but she didn't have this expression in the mirror, and she lost that touch, and added a melancholy charm.

She kept staring at the mirror, and the person in the mirror seemed more and more strange, she felt more and more dizzy, quickly looked away, and hurriedly left the bathroom.