The man who wears fast clothes flirts with him irresponsibly

Tang Hangxing, who was on the other side, saw Su Yu playing the video, and he also came over and put his forehead very close to it. He paused for a moment when he caught a glimpse of 60 on the other side of the screen, but put it away without leaving any trace.

Su Yu was used to the other party's sliminess.

However, Xiao Han's eyes widened and he didn't even continue rua at 60.

60 turned over, licked his fur, and thought: I haven't seen this before. I have seen more exciting ones.

……

Two years have passed, and humans who have been hit have already established a new order.

The central base is also getting better and better built.

Demonstrate the vitality unique to human beings.

The only way to go through middle school at all stages

Open a unique comic shop, whether it is for primary school students, middle school students, or even college students.

Everyone likes to run here.

There is no other reason. There are many comic books here that have long been out of print.

In the suffering of the last days, the decline of economy and technology has dealt a painful blow to the development of culture.

Not to mention the survival of books like graphic novels.

Without continuous printing and destruction, for a while, spiritual food was extremely scarce.

In this store, in addition to some textbooks, there are more comic books that are only available for borrowing and not buying;

But correspondingly, books cannot be destroyed.

There are no comics you can’t find unless you think of them.

If you really can't find it, then the store manager must be unwilling to put it out.

In comparison, perhaps it is more appropriate to call it a lending room.

As soon as the bell rang, groups of primary school students rushed over to take their seats.

I’m afraid that if I’m a step too late, I’ll be overtaken by others.

"Hey, I saw a good one last time, and I specifically asked my boss to save it for me..."

"...Why can't I find it?"

The fair-skinned little boy went straight to the target skillfully, stepping on the spot and rummaging through piles of books.

He brought with him a girl who was carrying a small schoolbag, but she was a little timid in wearing a skirt compared to her familiarity with boys.

Unlike the little boy, her exposed skin is also blue.

He was holding on to the strap of his schoolbag with both hands and couldn't let go, but he opened his big black eyes and looked curiously at the books placed randomly.

Paper books are rare these days.

"I said boss, did you lend the book to someone else again?" The little boy couldn't find the target and scratched his head helplessly. He originally wanted to show his appreciation ability in front of her.

The boss was lying on the wooden rocking chair in front of the counter with long arms and legs. There was a light-transmitting window behind him. He covered his face with a book of Little Prince to block the light. When he heard the little boy's question, he slowly took the book off his face.

The boss's facial features can be considered handsome, but the exposed skin clearly shows that he has become a zombie.

In a sense, he is still a zombie, and he is still the most unique one.

But his temper is notoriously violent.

Just as he was about to scold the little boy for waking him up, he glanced at the girl, whose blue skin also showed her identity.

Based on her age, it is speculated that at least one of her parents was once a zombie.

Although for humans who have seen all kinds of human beings in the apocalypse, a change in skin color is no longer a big deal.

However, the concept of human heart still has such a standard, which only lurks in the heart. This can only be left to the good medicine called time.

So the words that came to my lips took a detour: "Ask your little sister He."

Xiao He is a part-time recruit from a nearby university town. Although he has just arrived, he has already defeated his boss and won the favor of a group of children.

At this time, she arrived just after class, still holding her book.

Seeing the little boy, he first bent down and touched the little boy's head with a smile, then stood up and skillfully pulled out the book he had left before.

After sending away the two children, she started to work.

Her job is to organize the books here. The boss charges extremely high prices, and she also likes getting along with children.

She is very satisfied with this job. After all, she can read many books here that are not available in the school library in her spare time.

But she was also a little curious about the boss. After all, the bookstore here seemed to be unable to make ends meet, and logically speaking, it couldn't be sustained at all.

Moreover, the boss always looks like he is about to wake up during the day.

Logically speaking, those who have experienced the mutation of zombies do not need sleep.

She curiously asked him what he was doing at night.

At this time, the mysterious zombie boss always lifted up the magazine covering his face and said casually: "Save the world."

It smells like a middle-aged boy.

Xiao He looked at his face more than once, thinking to himself that the boss was probably quite young.

Speaking of saving the world, he inexplicably remembered that afternoon.

Having just connected his arm, he met Su Yu's eyes.

It took him a while to make a sound from his vocal cords, which had not been used for a long time.

Then Su Yu started to talk nonsense, which completely confused him.

I can’t remember the specific content.

"There are also many, many children whose childhood experiences were worse than yours."

But these words made him inexplicably sad.

In the end, he was tricked into drawing blood, and then he politely asked if he needed to send someone over to play the so-called "hide and seek" with him.

But I didn't wait or wait for his reply.

So Feng Yi still doesn't know why the mission he received during that period was just to follow the red dot and climb the stairs in the high-rise building...

The corner of his mouth twitched inexplicably now that he thought about it.