The villain is dying, I'm really not your boyfriend

The luck and surprise just now were all gone.

There are three bowls of dumplings and one bowl of small wontons.

They were clearly at the same table, but Lin Mu only talked to Zhang Xiaofeng.

In fact, it was because today's Luo Yu made Lin Mu feel a little weird, he didn't talk much, and always stared at him inexplicably, and when he looked back, he just looked away hastily, pursed his lips and said nothing.

And Zhang Xiaofeng, who just got acquainted with Lin Mu, has a lot of things to say.It's not bad for him to be called dumb by his grandfather, but he has a lot to say in front of acquaintances.

He was talking about the curious "cicada monkey" in the woods, a special food in their area. He said: "At night, take a flashlight and a bottle to go to the woods to feel it. If you feel it right, take it home, wash it, and fry it in a pan. , crispy and fragrant, my grandfather said that it sells for a lot of money in the city..."

Lin Shu sounds interesting and is always attracted to it.

Zhang Xiaofeng also said that he fished with earthworms.

After talking about eating, drinking and having fun, Lin Mu suddenly remembered his age, and when he asked, he realized that he hadn't grown up yet.

Although the appearance looks quite tall and strong, but in fact he is still in high school. Looking closely at the eyebrows and eyes, one can see a bit of youthfulness.

It's just that before Lin Mu, he always looked at him as an adult.

Suddenly realizing this problem, Lin Mu couldn't help sighing: "It's so small."

small.

However, at this sensitive time, just one word is enough to stimulate Luo Yu's nerves.

He moved his fingers.

small.

It means young, fresh and clean.What Lin Mu meant, did he still have to empathize with others?Luo Yu's mood was extremely gloomy, thinking in a daze.

It's just a little smaller than him.

Lin Mu didn't know what he was thinking, and filled his stomach with a bowl of hot dumplings. When he looked up, Zhang Xiaofeng was eating his sweet potatoes again, and there were not a few dumplings in Luo Yu's bowl.

Not as fast as he was full.

Lin Mu suddenly became a little proud.

He dug out a sakura-flavored lollipop, put it in his mouth, grabbed the baseball bat that was already in use, and went to explore this new place.

Only Zhang Xiaofeng and Luo Yu were left on the table.

Zhang Xiaofeng never spoke to Luo Yu, and in the excessive silence, his voice of eating sweet potatoes seemed a bit abrupt.

So it's a little embarrassing.

He gnawed silently for a while, glanced at Luo Yu's absent-minded appearance, his heart moved, and he kindly asked him: "Do you eat sweet potatoes?"

However, his voice seemed to touch Luo Yu's defense mechanism.

Luo Yu looked at him suddenly, his eyes were full of threats, and he didn't want to communicate with this accidental disaster at all.

Then he got up without saying a word, and chased in the direction of the trees.

Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't figure it out, but he didn't care too much. He scooped up a large spoonful of wontons and ate his fill.

……

It's hot.

Lin Mu put on a baseball cap in the posture of covering his ears and stealing the bell, stretched the baseball bat down, and tapped on the ground.

When he was alone, he hoped that he would meet a little zombie who was easy to bully.He can knock off the little zombie's head by fighting alone, and then pretend to be inadvertent and go back to claim credit!

With this secret expectation, Lin Mu pushed open the door of a room in the yard.

The door is an old-fashioned white door frame, with a piece of frosted glass printed with dark patterns of bamboo leaves on it, so you can't see the inside clearly.And the door handle is broken, you have to use a lot of force to push it.

But this house is backed by the sun, and when the sun is at its peak, it is a bit dark inside.

Lin Mu slowed down before he could see the furnishings inside. There was a bed against the wall, a table beside the bed, and a not-so-solid bookshelf next to the table.

The books are arranged in a mess, and there is already a layer of mold on the cover.The dampness in this room is evident.

The corners and corners of the bookshelves have also been covered with fine and dense spider webs.Apparently, it has been neglected for a long time.

This room is too small, although the light is not good, but it is small enough to see the bottom at a glance.

Visually, no movement of zombies was found.

Lin Mu was a little disappointed, just about to squat down to the bookshelf to see if there were any good books, when he heard something behind him——

First, there was a very soft sound, like an unconscious door opening.Then, the sound of light footsteps came from behind.

Lin Mu was startled suddenly, and the stiff figure of the zombie appeared in his mind instantly.

He tightly held the baseball bat in his hand, turned around and hit it——

The oncoming figures seemed to shake in fright.