The end of the world: Zombie rival becomes boyfriend and becomes very fierce

"You didn't give this to me on purpose, did you, Zhu Yu?" Lin Yiran asked, staring at it with suspicion.

This zombie, is he planning to play a prank on me? Or is he just simply not distinguishing between men and women?

After looking at him for a few seconds, the zombie turned around to open the door, then stood at the door and looked at him.

Lin Yiran: "...I can't stand up by myself, brother? You don't want to wait for me to walk over by myself, do you?"

Zombie: “…”

Then it came towards him from the door again, grabbed his arm and pulled him up from the sofa.

"Ahhh... be gentler... can you not be so rough?" Lin Yiran's stomach began to hurt again because of its familiar rough movements.

He subconsciously covered his stomach with his hands because the pain was right where his wound was.

I don’t know if this pull caused it to be torn apart again.

He howled, "Can you find a bucket or a basin or something and bring it here? Actually, we don't even have to go to the bathroom..."

The zombie looked at him, sighed, and dragged him out, as if he didn't want to hear his chattering anymore.

"Uh, be gentle... be gentle..."

Lin Yiran was dragged screaming all the way to the bathroom next door, and then thrown in again.

After the zombies threw him in, they stood at the door and looked at him.

"Thank you..." Lin Yiran held onto the sink, turned his head and looked at it with gritted teeth, stuffed the clothes back into it and said, "I don't want to wear this, get me some other clothes, okay? Brother Yu?"

The zombie grabbed his clothes, then looked at him expressionlessly and with a hint of confusion.

Lin Yiran covered his abdomen and took a breath, then slowly stood up and took off his clothes.

He was wearing battlefield-style clothes, army green and black. It was not camouflage clothing, but a workwear-style sportswear.

The kind with lots of pockets on both the jacket and pants.

Because it is summer now, all clothes and pants are thin.

After Lin Yiran took off his coat, he was still wearing a black vest underneath.

He threw his coat on the sink and carefully took off his vest.

After doing all these actions, he was so tired that he leaned against the sink to rest.

Turning his head to look at the zombies at the door, he said, "What? Do you want to watch me take a shower? What, are you afraid that I will run away? Don't worry, even if there are zombies outside, I am not interested in running naked for them to see."

After hearing what he said, the zombie silently shifted his gaze to the clothes he placed on the sink.

Lin Yiran followed its gaze and glanced at the sink, then reached out and picked up the clothes and threw them at it: "Okay, okay, take it. Is this okay?"

After saying that, he took the vest in his hand, turned on the faucet and put the vest under the faucet to wash it.

The zombie watched his movements, then looked down at the clothes in his hands, then closed the bathroom door, turned around and left.

After hearing the sound of it leaving, Lin Yiran complained speechlessly: "Did it deliberately use a woman's skirt to disgust me? Did it recognize me a long time ago? Does it remember who I am?"

After washing the vest several times, he wrung it dry and then wiped his upper body, avoiding the wounds.

His lower body was not very convenient now, so he gave up.

After wiping his body, he washed the vest again, then hung the vest on his other shoulder and walked to the door while holding the wall.

After opening the door, the zombies haven't come back yet.

He walked out slowly, holding onto the wall. The weakness in his body forced him to walk slowly.

In fact, even if the zombies were not guarding him, he would not run away.

After all, he really didn't have the strength to escape.

Besides, considering his current condition, it would be safer for him to stay here.

He walked slowly towards the office while looking around.

The bathroom was less than eighty meters away from the office corridor, and it took him several minutes to walk the distance.

When he was halfway there, a zombie came out of another room door holding another piece of clothing.

Seeing him walking in the corridor with his hands on the wall, she immediately strode towards him and grabbed his arm.

Lin Yiran was grabbed by the arm by it. He turned his head to look at it and sighed, "Why are you pulling me? I just want to go back to your nest now."

Halfway through the conversation, he saw the clothes in its hand, took them and said, "Are the clothes for me?"

I shook it open and took a look. Fortunately, this time it took out a black men's T-shirt.

The important thing is that the dress is clean, although it has a slightly musty smell.

"That's right... Zhu Yu, you didn't intentionally give me women's clothes just now, did you? Right?" He said while glancing at the zombies.

The zombie dragged him towards the office without saying a word.

Lin Yiran was dragged back by it, cursing in pain: "I know, I know... Can you drag it slower... Don't you know I'm injured now? Can you be gentler?"

The zombie glanced at him with disdain and threw him on the sofa.

"Ah..." Lin Yiran fell and the wound on his abdomen was torn again. He couldn't help but scream in pain.

The zombie turned around and closed the door again, then turned his head and stared at him.

Lin Yiran took a long time to calm down before he stood up and scolded it: "You idiotic zombie! If you have the guts, wait until I get better, and I will return these to you! If I turn into a zombie, you will be the first one to bite!"

Of course, he just cursed verbally.

The zombies turned a deaf ear to his words.

After Lin Yiran finished cursing, he took off the wet vest from his shoulders and threw it on the back of the sofa. Then he picked up the vest given by the zombie and slowly put it on.

After changing into clean clothes, he breathed a sigh of relief, then collapsed on the sofa, feeling exhausted, to rest.

After thinking for a while, he looked at the zombie and said, "Although the process was not satisfactory, thank you anyway..."

I muttered to myself: "I think he should be able to understand my thanks."

After lying on the sofa, Lin Yiran looked at the pile of things that the zombies had just dragged back.

There are food and drinks, as well as medicine and medical supply boxes.

Although I don't know why this zombie took back the gas tank and gas stove, it shouldn't be going to use these things, right?

Will it work?

Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at it and asked, "Did you bring back the gas tank for me to use? Thank you."

The zombie placed the medical kit on the table and did not respond to him.

Seeing that it didn't respond to him again, Lin Yiran continued, "Let me ask you, how many days have I been here? You should know what a few days means, right? Zhu Yu, can you respond when I talk to you? Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Hearing him calling himself Zhu Yu again, the zombie finally looked up at him.

Lin Yiran raised his eyebrows: "Why? You'll only pay attention to me if I call your name, right?"