Minister Song didn't take Song Yi to see Ling Feng, but directly took her to a dormitory, "Miss Song, Captain Ling has explained, let you have a good rest today, if there is anything, he will look for you tomorrow." ”

In the middle of the night, Minister Song, a big man, was not good at staying at the door of the little girl, so he explained a few more words and left quickly.

The army has always been strictly disciplined, and Song Yi has already understood it in just half a day, so she didn't ask much when Minister Song left.

It was a very ordinary dormitory, with only one bed, a square table, a file bag, a few books, a military teacup, and a chair in addition to the bed and table.

The bed was stacked like a tofu block, Song Yi looked at the room and frowned.

I don't know if it's her delusion, she always feels that this room smells of someone else.

Song Yi stood by the bed for a while, but never lay down.

She has always been delicate, the quality of sleep is not good, and she recognizes the bed, in fact, these days, she really sleeps for a few hours.

As time passed, Song Yi's eyes began to be sour, and his head was heavy.

Sighing, she laughed at herself, when has it been, what is she still paying attention to here?

Thinking that he might have a few more hours to live, Song Yi closed his eyes fiercely and lay down on the single bed.

Fortunately, there was no smell on the tip of his nose except for the smell of soap, and Song Yi relaxed his heartstrings.

Because there is something in my heart, even if I have a splitting headache, my brain is extremely clear, and I can't fall asleep after tossing and turning, and my family and friends always flash in front of me, and occasionally I think of Cheng Xun.

The night went on like that.

Before dawn, Song Yi sat up, rubbed his swollen and stinging head, and sighed.

After that, he kept staring at his hand.

The fingers are still as slender and white as before, and the nails are round.

That is, it is not yet time to mutate.

Song Yi didn't know whether to be surprised or disappointed.

It is said that it is a while to live longer, but the taste of waiting for death is really uncomfortable.

While pondering, there was a knock on the door.

This is not a guest house, and Song Yi is not easy to refuse people outside, she got out of bed, tidied up her clothes, and then opened the door.

Standing at the door was Minister Song, who sent her over yesterday, Minister Song was carrying two lunch boxes in his hands, and he smiled: "Excuse me Miss Song, the troops eat early, I'm afraid Miss Song won't find it, so I'll send you some breakfast first, you eat first, Captain Ling will finish the matter soon." ”

People are so enthusiastic, she can't continue to be cold-faced, Song Yi thanked him and took the lunch box.

Minister Song left with a smile.

Since she knew that there were zombies, Song Yi habitually did not waste food, even if she had no appetite, she would eat a big bowl of porridge, side dishes and steamed buns.

The stomach was a little uncomfortable, and Song Yi got up.

There was another knock on the door.

Song Yi thought that Minister Song had come to take away the lunch box, and was just about to put the lunch box away, when the door had been opened, Ling Feng stood at the door, frowning and looking at her, "Why are you here?" ”

Song Yi replied coldly: "This shouldn't be asked of you?" ”

If he hadn't forced himself to stay here, why would he have slept in such an uncomfortable bed.

"Song Liang brought you here?" Ling Feng looked at the quilt that was randomly lifted on the bed, and was even more displeased.

If Song Yi didn't know who this room belonged to at this time, then she would be really stupid.

She puffed out her breath, turned around, and folded the quilt in twos and threes.

Although it is not as straightforward as the tofu blocks they stacked, it can be regarded as angular, Song Yi mocked: "Is this still satisfying?" ”

"Not satisfied." Ling Feng didn't give any face.

Song was angry, "If you are not satisfied, that's it." ”

"Can I go back now?" At this time, she has no trend of mutation, Song Yi wants to see Song Chenggong, and she also wants to see Song Chenggong arrive home safely.

As for herself, she will find an excuse to come out when the time comes.

She was ready for the mutation, and before she mutated, she would kill herself.

Never be one of the zombies.

Ling Feng didn't know Song Yi's mental activity, he looked at Song Yi's pale face, and the black blue under his eyes, and opened his lips, "It seems that you are about to mutate!" ”

"Nonsense!" Song Yi raised his voice to retort, and at the same time chuckled in his heart.

Ling Feng returned to his usual cold face and pointed to the window glass, "You can take a picture of it yourself." ”

He's a big man, of course, he doesn't look in the mirror.

Song Yi hurriedly came to the window.

"It's starting to turn blue." Ling Feng added later.

Song Yi was breathing unsteadily, this guy didn't say that it was okay, at this moment she looked at herself through the window glass, it was really black and blue.

Whew.

Song Yihong's eyes were red, "If you want to change, you will change first!" ”

Ling Feng looked at her silently.

On the two sides before, he always felt that this girl was arrogant and rude, thinking that he was high and looked down on all other people who were not as good as her family background, he had always hated such girls, and this time he was very uncooperative, so he had the intention of teasing, but now there is no longer the usual domineering in those eyes, and he looks pitiful and helpless, Ling Feng feels that yesterday's joke seems to be too big.

"You're not going to be a zombie." The ghost sent the gods, Ling Feng said.

Originally, he felt that he had to scare this girl for at least a few days, until he found out himself, but Song Yi's teary-eyed appearance made Ling Feng feel that it was really not in his character to be so concerned with a girl.

If you don't like it, just do it.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng returned to his previous composure.

"What do you mean?"

"It's just that you're not infected with zombie poison." Glancing at Song Yi, Ling Feng rolled his eyes, "Come here and sign a letter, and you can go, but where you need to cooperate in the future, you need to come over at any time." ”

This sounds familiar.

However, Song Yi's attention was not on Ling Feng's last sentence now, she wiped away her tears, crying and laughing, "You mean I'm fine?" I'm not going to die? Can I go home? ”

After a series of questions, without waiting for Ling Feng to answer, Song Yi's face changed again, and she rushed towards Ling Feng like a cannonball.

As the leader of the special squadron, Ling Feng's hand was very flexible, and Song Yi was coming straight to his arm, he raised his arm to avoid Song Yi's hand.

Who knows, the next moment, Song Yi's feet actually stood on Ling Feng's feet, opened his mouth wide, bit Ling Feng's neck, and tore hard.

was torn off a piece of flesh by Song Yi.

Ling Feng put the person away, "Are you a dog?" ”

Yesterday he only noticed that this girl's claws were sharp, and today he found that the teeth are even sharper.

Song Yi took two mouthfuls, spit out the skin that was torn off his mouth, and sneered, "Is it fun to lie to people?" You simply insulted the title of soldier! ”

After saying that, he ran away.

How long will it take to not run now?

She regretted it after biting.

In case this guy gets angry and wants to bite back, or doesn't let her go, then she's really going to despair.

As soon as he went out, Song Yi bumped into another person.

Before she could see the person who came, the person who came had already raised his hand towards Ling Feng in the room, with a wicked smile on his face, "Ahem, I didn't see anything just now." ”