Chapter 120

"No Ye Shaojing puts Fu Yan back on the bed.

"Don't talk nonsense." The man added.

Fu Yan laughed, then coughed.

Ye Shaojing patted him on the back and noticed that his breath was full of rotten blood. He took Fu Yan out of the room again.

"OK, no nonsense..." Fu Yan's voice became weaker and weaker.

Out of the room, Fu Yan looked at the gradually bright day outside, he asked: "do you know what time it is?"

Ye Shaojing stopped planning to go to another room. He also looked at the leaking roof: "it's about three or four o'clock in the morning."

Fu Yan rubbed ye Shaojing's neck, slightly coquettish tone: "Shaojing, let's go to the roof to see the sunrise."

His name was said from Fu Yan's mouth for the first time. Ye Shao Jing's heart trembled and tenderly kissed the corner of Fu Yan's mouth. He just wanted to answer: OK.

Fu Yan added: "I want to watch the sunrise with you at the last time."

Ye Shaojing, with a strong acid in his nose, pretended to be calm and said: "Fu Yan, what nonsense."

The place where the knife hit was not far from the heart. Without such medical conditions, the speed of wound infection would only be faster and faster, and the distance from death would be closer and closer.

They all understand.

"I..." The man's voice brought some crying. He sniffed and continued: "I found some bread outside..."

"If you're full, you'll be OK. You're just hungry."

On the roof, Fu Yan took the moldy bread, took a hard bite, leaned on the man's shoulder and said, "it's delicious."

The sun gradually rose and fainted round after round. The orange red light dyed one cloud after another. It's beautiful against the whole sky.

It was as if the end of the war had never happened. He successfully attacked the male master, and then watched the sunrise together on the roof.

Fu Yan said gently: "it's so beautiful..."

As if this sentence had exhausted all his strength, when he finished, his hand dropped down, and the bread fell from his hand. The falling sound, accompanied by Fu Yan's heartbeat, slowly stopped.

Ye Shaojing looked at the beautiful scenery and first responded with a smile: "yes." Then he broke down and burst into tears. Fu Yan leaned on his shoulder and did not move.

"Woof, woof!" Husky pulled Fu Yan's sleeve, but he didn't rub his head any more.

The sun is getting bigger and bigger, like hope, but it doesn't shine into ye Shaojing's heart.

"Thank you, thank you." In the base, the old people and children suddenly got help from some people.

The child was hiding behind his grandmother, looking at these strangers. Although they said they were helping themselves, the children were frightened by the serious expression on their faces.

When he saw Liu yuanyan in the crowd, he opened his mouth and ran to Liu yuanyan.

"Sister, sister, why didn't I see Uncle Ye?" Liu Yanyuan's eyes were wide open, pulling at the child's clothes.

People around Liu yuanyan immediately yelled, "is she something you can touch?"

The child was scared to cry, but he didn't dare to cry, so he could only sob. The hand that pulls Liu Yuan wild goose also immediately drew back behind.

The man who opened his mouth was stared at by Liu yuanyan. He shut up.

Liu yuanyan looked at the child, a heart astringent, or cold way: "he died."

Only when he died, these people would not look for him any more. Although they don't believe it, Liu yuanyan weaves a big lie. With the corpses of various mutants she collected, they forged the illusion that ye Shaojing had died. They didn't believe it.

"How could uncle ye die? He is so powerful. Sister, sister, you lied to me. Wow... " The child began to wail.

People around pushed the child away. When the child fell to the ground, Liu yuanyan looked coldly and wanted to help him, but his fingers moved or crossed directly.

The person who pushed down the child said, "death is death. It's good for you to deal with people like this who are harmful."

People are always afraid of the unknown power, so they try their best to wipe out those who have the unknown power and do not obey them. For the balance of the world. In fact, it is to satisfy their selfishness. They cannot be strong, and no one is allowed to be strong.

The old man immediately ran over and pulled up his grandson and held him in his arms. She was afraid to look at Liu yuanyan.

Liu Yuan wild goose perceived, in the heart a flustered. Once upon a time, she and a group of old people and children in this doomsday, around the fire, eating burnt food, happy smile.

"It's arranged." Someone came up.

Looking at these people orderly on their car, Liu yuanyan should say, "well."

What she can do for ye Shaojing is to settle these people down, that's all.

"Thank you, brother. Thank you."

After a long time, Liu yuanyan really did not see ye Shaojing. She didn't know whether he was dead now or whether he was living happily with that young man. If he can, Liu yuanyan wants him to live.She still remembers the first time she met ye Shaojing, they fought for a bag of rice, and then she lost. Think about it. Ye Shaojing cut his three short knives from his long one in order to have his own weapons.

Sometimes Liu yuanyan wondered if ye Shaojing would go with her without the appearance of Fu Yan. Then Liu yuanyan laughed at himself.

There is no if in the world.

The doomsday is still going on. People are increasingly aware that this way of making immortals is extremely unreasonable. They fight with researchers who have fallen into madness.

In the end, human beings successfully stopped this absurd immortality project and developed drugs that can treat the mutated species. The world is slowly returning to what it should have been.

One day, a man with a long knife on his waist appeared in the crude hospital. He bought several bags of blood before he left.

When Liu yuanyan arrived, he checked all the videos, but did not see the slightest figure of the blood buyer. She hammered the table hard, but there was nothing she could do.

The man went to the narrow alley and took a long time to walk into a rental house. Open the door, the oncoming sound of chain collision.

"Oh, er..."

The man opposite ye Shaojing, with a ferocious face, sprang forward with his teeth and claws, never regained his former appearance.

"Hungry." Ye Shaojing's voice was spoiled, ignoring Fu Yan's ferocious face. He poured blood in the bowl.

The smell of blood made Fu Yan more crazy.

When the man was feeding blood, the irascible Fu Yan suddenly drank it quietly.

Ye Shaojing rubbed his head, "really good."

Probably, Fu Yan is the only zombie in the world.

He can't let Fu Yan die. The only way to save him is to become a zombie. No one knows how much ye Shaojing felt when the zombie bit Fu Yan.

Ye Shaojing looks at Fu Yan who has no consciousness, and his heart is throbbing with infinite sadness.