He looked out the window and said, "It's getting dark... Zhu Yu, have I survived the third day? Will I become a zombie tonight? But I feel pretty good now, without feeling cold or stiff. Am I one of the lucky ones?"

For some reason, he felt as if three days had passed, yet it also seemed as if no time had passed.

It all depends on whether he can get through it tonight.

He couldn't sleep tonight because he was afraid that after a nap he would lose consciousness and become a mindless zombie.

So after the zombies wrapped him in bandages, he just lay there with his eyes wide open.

When he was about to fall asleep, he would sit up so that he wouldn't feel sleepy anymore.

If he still felt sleepy while sitting, he would stand up, hold on to the wall and go to the window to look at the night outside.

I was actually very anxious and could only use talking to divert my attention and release a little bit of emotion at the same time.

He kept talking to the zombie, but of course... it was all nonsense.

"Zhu Yu, you will become a zombie one day, you deserve it."

"Zhu Yu, what will happen if your parents die? You are such an unfilial son...you won't bite your parents to death too, right?"

"Zhu Yu, have you eaten humans? Have you eaten humans? Look how dirty your paws are. Can you go wash them?"

"If I go back alive, all the things that happened between you and me will be written off."

"Zhu Yu...blah blah..."

The zombie who showed no reaction at the beginning, but couldn't help but yell at him in the end: "...Roar——"

Although Lin Yiran didn't understand what it said, he seemed to guess what emotion it was shouting about: "Let me translate what you said. Are you trying to tell me to shut up?"

Zombie: “Roar!”

Lin Yiran looked at it curiously: "Could it be that I guessed right? Did you really mean to tell me to shut up?"

Zombie: “…”

Lin Yiran kept talking like this, sometimes asking for water, sometimes asking for food, and sometimes asking to go to the toilet.

When the zombies dragged him back from the bathroom, they looked like they wanted to throw him out of the window.

Lin Yiran could not believe that it saw the expression of wanting to stab him from its zombie face, and could not help but laugh and said, "Huh? Zhu Yu, you are not going to throw me out of the window now, are you?"

The zombie glanced at him dimly: "..."

Lin Yiran: "Brother, calm down. Aren't you always calm?"

The zombie glanced at him: "..."

Lin Yiran guessed its expression again: "You look at me like that, you want me to shut up, right? Oh, I won't~ I won't~ Zhu Yu, don't you know me? I can bleed and my head can be cut off, but it's better to let me die than to shut up~ Since you picked me up, you should be ready to take the risk with your ears, right? Right?"

The zombie got in his face and roared at him: "...Roar——"

Lin Yiran immediately covered his mouth and nose, then stared at it with disgust and said, "Ugh~~ Zhu Yu, have you not brushed your teeth for three years? Do you want me to die of the suffocation?"

Zombie: “…”

Finally, it seemed that it couldn't stand Lin Yiran's talkative mouth, so it turned around and left the office, slamming the office door.

Lin Yiran was shocked by the door and complained speechlessly: "Why did you slam the door? Where are you going? Zhu Yu! Who am I going to talk to if you leave? Don't leave, Zhu Yu?"

After the zombies left, the office fell silent.

Lin Yiran lay on the sofa, looking at the dim light outside the window, muttering to himself: "Why did you leave... Come and talk to me... How can I make it through the night alone? I don't have a cell phone or a computer..."

If he had a mobile phone or a computer, he certainly wouldn't be afraid of falling asleep.

But now there is no internet or electricity in the city, so you can’t use your mobile phone or computer.

Without the zombies here, Lin Yiran had no one to talk to, so he couldn't help talking to himself.

Since no one listens to him, he just talks to himself.

"Ignore me? Zhu Yan, go away and don't come back if you have the guts! If I turn into a zombie tonight, I will bite you to death tomorrow."

It even yelled at people impatiently. It must have forgotten that it is a zombie now. But how much can it remember?

After all, their relationship was very bad until they graduated.

I still remember that one time I was drunk and saw him and Liu Ya walking sweetly on the street, so I went up and punched them.

Then, although this grandson usually looked quite gentle, he was not slow at all in fighting back and started fighting with him on the spot.

The two had a fight and ended up in the police station...

It was Liu Ya who called the police.

In the end, because he had a good father, he was rescued that night.

But Zhu Yan stayed in there all night, and it was not until the next morning that Liu Ya asked her aunt to help him get out.

Originally he just wanted to have a fight with the other party, after all, men's affairs are sometimes resolved with fists, but he didn't expect Liu Ya to call the police.

From then on, Zhu Yan became even more disgusted with him.

The two occasionally met on campus and always looked at each other with sullen faces.

Given their relationship, if this guy remembers it, he probably won’t save me, right?

If it were me... well, even though I might say that I should just let him be bitten to death by the zombies, I would probably go and take a look at him in the end to make sure whether he was dead or not.

It was completely dark outside and the office was pitch black.

After it got dark, and in the quiet environment, Lin Yiran tossed and turned on the sofa, feeling uneasy slowly rising from the bottom of his heart.

This made him feel that he didn't have much time left, and he began to feel anxious and uneasy.

When the zombie was here, his attention was distracted by it and he didn't notice anything.

But now he felt that he would soon become a zombie. The feeling of knowing that he was about to die and turn into a rotten, ugly, brainless corpse that could only go crazy and bite people made him feel helpless, scared and terrified.

After turning over and over on the sofa seven or eight times, he finally sat up by holding the back of the sofa.

Fortunately, apart from the wound in the abdomen, there is no other discomfort or pain in the body.

Of course, he is still in a state of total powerlessness.

But compared to the painful experience of headache, sore throat and sore eyes before, this is much more comfortable.

He stood up, walked slowly to the window, then stood there leaning against it, looking at the scene outside.

It was already dark outside, so there wasn't much scenery to see.

It was just a dark patch, with some building outlines and shadows of trees.

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