A yellow plastic duck appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, that is a toy that can be dragged by a child in his hand, the color of the plastic duck has become dull in the wind and sun for half a year, the dark yellow coating has become light yellow, the thin hemp rope hanging on the toy has some traces of decay on the ground, the toy is placed in the middle of the cement step in front of him, and a platform can be seen along the steps, he slowly went up the steps to the platform, and two old trees that can only be hugged by several people are surrounded in the old-fashioned cement flower platform, The mottled bark told him about their history and age, and told him that they had seen the town rise, grow, and fall...... On the platform is an old-fashioned building, the door is still the kind of old-fashioned wood-framed door with small glass paint and yellow paint, with the passage of time, there is not much yellow paint left on the door, the texture of the dark brown wood is carved out by the naughty children in the past with a knife, there is a wooden plaque hanging on the right side of the door, which reads "XX Town Infirmary" in black ink, the light inside the door is low, and the space inside is particularly dark, and you can only vaguely see the green paint on the wall below the chest, The paint on the baseboard starts to peel off due to moisture.

The flashlight light swept around in this ghost-like infirmary, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked in this silent small building, one hand flashlight, one hand holding a silver pistol, the whole small building was silent, only his footsteps echoed in this silent space, from far away, and with a burst of echoes, he looked at the messy rooms, broken glass, turned over file cabinets, scattered medical records, and the white coat that was stepped on by him at the moment, looked around and was ready to reflexively go out, at the moment of turning around, A small red puppet jumped into his eyes again, and the little red puppet was thrown around a corner, and the dust fell on it...... Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, his heart had long been ground into iron in this crazy last days, his former cowardice, timidity, hesitation, and fear no longer appeared, but the scene in front of him made his heart twitch violently, this is a children's ward, small chairs, small tables, and large building blocks piled up in the corner, there are many colorful small buntings hanging on the white ceiling, various cartoon stickers are pasted on the walls, and a few glass bottles for injecting glucose are hung on some iron shelves painted with red paint.

He cautiously walked into the ward, a messy white skeleton was scattered everywhere, the skeleton of these white bones was very small and very slender, different from the skeleton of an adult, these bones were vigorously broken, looking at these small skeletons scattered on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly sat on the dirty floor, in the distance were a few small skeletons without a little flesh and skin, and the black holes on them stared at him silently, and the heart that had been suppressed since entering the town exploded at this moment.

"Whoa......" He let out a beast-like howl from his mouth, tears kept flowing from his eyes and falling to the dusty ground, he was crying, he was crying heartbreakingly, looking at these young victims, thinking of the town just like a ghost, and his struggle in the last days, he vented the bitterness in his heart with a hoarse voice, he is not a superman, he is not a hero, he is just a humble little person, he will also hurt, he will also be sad, he also needs someone to comfort, but he can't, He can't show the weakest side of his heart, the last days are a bloody world, it will not let you go because of your weakness, it is a lone wolf wandering in the dark, it always stares at your neck, as long as you show a little weakness, it will not hesitate to pounce and pierce your Adam's apple with its cold fangs.

Its incarnation is everywhere, it is those zombies who wander in the wilderness and the city, it is a mutant beast hidden in the dark, and even, it will be a flesh-and-blood human being like you, Zhang Xiaoqiang's strength and ruthlessness are the masks he uses to disguise, his heart has never changed, he is still the man who rushed out of the house for a few cabbages, the man who was desperate surrounded by hundreds of zombies on a tall building, his heart has always been afraid, but he can't be afraid, he wants to treat himself as a strong man, even if it is a pseudo-strong man, he doesn't know what the heart of a really strong man is, he knows that he needs to cry, he needs to vent, and when he walks out of the infirmary, he is still the man who is fearless in the face of D2, the man who can cut off the head of his compatriot with an expressionless face, the man who kills with a cold face in front of his subordinates.

The men happily rushed into the houses to raid the house, the women carried their bags and picked up the gadgets they were interested in, Yang Keer took the little girl and plunged into the snack pile, Shangguan Qiaoyun carried her M1 Garand rifle and silently looked at the lonely Zhang Xiaoqiang, looking at his lonely expression, I don't know why her nose was always sour, the corners of her eyes became dry, a thing called tears echoed in her eyes, she looked at the man with a gloomy expression, and her heart ached.

The man walked in front, she followed him far behind, she followed very carefully, the man stopped, she also stopped, the man stood in the center of the street in a daze, she hid behind the wall and watched the man in a daze, the man looked at the mountain, she looked at the man's back, the man looked at the viaduct in the distance, she looked at the man's back, the man looked up at the low and gloomy sky, she still looked at the man's back, the man walked forward, she looked at his back and followed silently.

She carefully followed the man, looking at the man's more and more depressed back, she suddenly felt that her heart was so close to him, she didn't look at everything the man saw, she only looked at the man, looked at his not generous shoulders, she understood him, suddenly understood, didn't listen to him whisper, didn't look at his lonely eyes, just understood, very strange, she always thought she knew men very well, she had been in contact with all kinds of men, polite, haughty, cold and dangerous, obscene and lustful, impetuous, calm, handsome, ugly, crazy, timid, and can die for her, but she can't see Zhang Xiaoqiang clearly, from Zhang Xiaoqiang, she found how superficial her understanding of a man is, because she has never really understood a man's heart.

But at this moment, she understood inexplicably, she saw loneliness from his back, saw loneliness, saw the depression hidden in his heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang has always shown strength in front of people, disappeared without a trace on the lonely back behind people, and only Shangguan Qiaoyun was staring silently at his back, what was the man attracted to? He slowly climbed the steps up the side platform, looking at the old trees, at the dilapidated gate, until he stepped in...... The inside of the house is very dark, some corners are even darker because of the light, those dark corners are so gloomy in this gloomy space, as if there are evil ghosts lurking inside peeping outside, Shangguan Qiaoyun walked in this quiet small building, she was not afraid, let alone afraid, she held on to the somewhat shelled wall and slowly walked inside, the sound of her feet was very soft, light almost inaudible, she didn't want to disturb him because of herself, she kept walking along the wall, and a thin beam of light entered the small building through the air window, Dispelling the darkness hidden in the room slightly, she walked until she saw the dark red puppet...... She leaned against the door and looked at the man who was kneeling on the ground and crying, the man who looked indifferent in front of people, the man who stood on the forklift with high spirits, the man who hung on the monster and took out a gun to shoot, he was so tough, cold, and murderous in front of everyone, and now this man was crying so sadly in this dark and closed space, why did he cry?

The flashlight lit up and rolled in the corner of the wall, and the orange beam of light shot on a white skeleton, looking at those tiny skeletons, the tears in Shangguan Qiaoyun's eyes also slipped down...... She walked into the room with tears in her eyes, slowly knelt behind the man, and stretched out her delicate arms to take him tightly into her arms......