Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

Ingredients: Juvenile Lengyan, Juvenile Moser, Glass Sugar (which can react with the following to produce glass slag in the shape of a candy bar "Hey!").

Time setting: Moze's last birthday in City S nine years ago.

Because of the season, the recent weather in S City is always cloudy and rainy.The young Moze didn't know what a white line dragging from the blue area to the red circle on the map of Huaxia represented on the TV, but he remembered very clearly that whenever such a mark appeared behind the beautiful sister, there must be someone outside the window. It was raining heavily.

But in normal times, Moser would not be as nervous and restless as today.

Today is his birthday. For Moser's family, a person's birthday is not an important day.Mo's mother and Mo's father are as usual today, only Mo Ze seems to be attracted by the rain outside the window, lying motionless on the window sill, looking at the people who are in a hurry downstairs, trying to find cold words from the umbrellas of different colors .

Moze didn't have any special expectations for birthday celebrations, in the eyes of Moze, who had attended other people's birthday parties twice before.When celebrating a birthday, there always seems to be a choking smell of smog mixed with the strong smell of alcohol.

In the noisy and chaotic banquet, there was nothing that could attract Moser's attention.

But today is different!

Mo Ze took a sip of the warm sugar water beside him. He ran home in the rain with Leng Yan yesterday afternoon. He had a slight cold today, and his sleepy eyelids were always heavy.It was as if there were two villains fighting in my mind, the one in pajamas on the left was waving a pillow, and hit the other villain in dissatisfaction, constantly yelling: "Sleep! Let me sleep! I'm so sleepy! "

The expression on the right is the same as Moze's now, the villain who is also looking forward to something is shaking his head unhappily, while resisting the flying pillow, while muttering: "I don't! I said coldly yesterday that I will come to celebrate my birthday today. Yes! I will wait for him!"

Mo Ze himself didn't know why he suddenly looked forward to the arrival of Leng Yan today. He obviously just ran home yesterday and talked about birthday along the topic.And Leng Yan just casually mentioned that he would come to celebrate his birthday today. Judging from Leng Yan's dislike of going out and his distaste for excitement, he should just be talking casually, right?

Moreover, he also got caught in the rain, so could he catch a cold too?

Thinking of this, Moze's nearly closed eyes suddenly widened amidst the sound of rain, he climbed down from the window sill, and staggered towards the landline on the coffee table.

The body paralyzed by the cold made Moze find a comfortable position on the sofa, picked up the handset of the phone, and before he even finished typing Leng Yanjia's phone number, he fell asleep under unbearable drowsiness. On a soft sofa.

Mo's mother, who came out of the kitchen, looked at Mo Ze who was still holding the receiver in her hand, her eyes were obviously pampered and helpless.

"Father, my son is really asleep. What did you mix in that glass of water?"

"Cold medicine to help you sleep, it's okay for the brat to get in the rain, you still don't have a good rest!"

Mo's mother smiled and was about to answer when she heard the crisp sound of the doorbell. She immediately instructed Mo Yu to carry Mo Ze to the bedroom, wipe off the water stains on her hands from busy work in the kitchen, and murmured strangely: "The weather Is it so bad that someone is going out? Who is it?"

Dizziness and fatigue occupied Moze's entire body.

Lying on the soft bed, although the headache was not as severe as it was at first, Moze still didn't want to open his eyes in the regular sound of rain and the dark bedroom.

Anyway, I don't have to go to kindergarten today and tomorrow, and I can sleep comfortably.And I am the "sick number" in my father's mouth, and my mother often said that when it rains, I should sleep well when I stay in bed.

Moze, who was about to open his eyes out of habit, turned over, let out a few inaudible murmurs from his throat, and retracted into the quilt that was half shortened for some reason.

Feeling the cool wind blowing on his feet, Moze pulled the quilt vigorously, but found that the quilt was big enough for him to toss, but no matter how he dragged it at this time, he felt the tightness of dragging a heavy object.

"Ah?" Moze grasped the soft quilt with both hands in a daze, and tugged hard while half asleep and half awake.

It seemed that a mass of warm softness rolled to his side with a bitter scent of traditional Chinese medicine.

After such a toss, Moze, who was already about to wake up, couldn't sleep anymore, but he didn't feel restless and waking up in his heart.Instead, he got out of the quilt lightly, with the joy and excitement of his promise being kept, and carefully looked at Leng Yan who was sleeping soundly in the dark through the dim light outside the window.

The smell of traditional Chinese medicine came from his body, he must have caught a cold, otherwise he would never have touched the bitter medicinal soup he called "black water".

In fact, it should have been thought of long ago, except for cold words, even father and mother will no longer climb into their own beds when they are asleep.

Carefully approaching Leng Yan's face, Mo Ze gently rubbed his eyelids to Leng Yan's forehead using the method his mother taught him.The hot air from the bed was entangled with the breath of the two people, and Moze touched his eyelids strangely after ten seconds.

Except for the itchy face being scratched by Leng Yan's eyelashes, I don't know if Leng Yan has a fever, the temperature seems to be the same.

but……

Moze got close to Leng Yan's tender neck as if playing a prank, and slowly blew out a gust of breeze. When Leng Yan stretched his body because of the itching, he pushed aside the quilt tightly held in Leng Yan's arms, and replaced It retracted into Leng Yan's arms.

If it is said that when I woke up just now because of habit, I lie down again now, of course it is not for another sleep.

The reason why the quilt is not enough is because Leng Yan pulled most of the quilt into his arms, but now, Leng Yan, who is still sleeping, didn't notice that the things in his arms had actually been changed, and he still hugged it vigorously. Moze, whose arms were as soft as a quilt, trembled his eyelashes for a while, and fell asleep again in a quiet atmosphere.

Moze, who was nestled in Leng Yan's arms, couldn't help but want to laugh. The negative effects of the cold seemed to have disappeared in his sleep. If this was the birthday gift Leng Yan mentioned, then he would never regret waiting for him before Waited so long.

Anyway, like him, I don't like noise. If Leng Yan really wants to hold a lively birthday party for me, maybe I won't be as happy as I am now.

Being able to be held in the arms of a friend naturally is the expression of a deep friendship.

Or so Moser thought.

Except for himself, it is impossible for other children in the kindergarten to have such a good relationship with Leng Yan.Moreover, I have never treated them like I did to Leng Yan.

If they dare to wake themselves up to sleep, they will definitely be beaten by themselves!

Time passed quickly, and just when Moze couldn't tell whether he was asleep or awake, the door in the bedroom was slowly pushed away, and Mom Mo's worried voice came in from the door: "Son? Wake up Are you ready? Do you still have dinner?"

"Auntie!" Leng Yan, who was still asleep just now, sat up straight in an instant, looked at Mo Ze who was facing him in his arms with some embarrassment, and scratched his head shyly: "Sorry, I was going to celebrate your birthday, but in the end Fell asleep……"

"Mom!" Turning around and leaning into Leng Yan's arms, Mo Ze looked dissatisfied at the mother who was resting at the door, looked at the sky outside the window with some doubts, and asked strangely: "Why are you still up so late?"

"It's not too late, it's only seven o'clock." Turning around and walking out of the bedroom door, Mo's mother waved casually, and said with a smile: "Let's eat at our house tonight, your mother said she has to run business at night."

"...Oh." Moze, who was still discussing how to play at night with a happy expression and surprise just now, suddenly stopped talking, and murmured weakly: "Why is there something else..."

He didn't want to face a dark and cold room after returning home. For a six-year-old child, a home with only himself after the lights are turned off is comparable to a horror movie.

"It's okay! Sleep at my place tonight? Look, it's still raining outside!" Moze happily folded the quilt, grabbed Leng Yan's arm, and dragged Leng Yan, who looked a little frustrated, to the dining table forward.

The two of them didn't eat at noon, and they had already heard the gurgling in their stomachs after sleeping all afternoon.

In the middle of the dining table is a round cake, although it is not big, but the sweet and creamy taste has already made Moze look at the cold words beside him in surprise.

Parents wouldn't buy such a big cream cake for themselves, that is to say, was it brought to me by cold words?

The somewhat uncomfortable cold words stared at by Mo Ze turned his head away slightly, and said in a low voice: "My mother said that she had a job on my birthday, so she took today as my birthday and let me spend it with you It's..."

"Then we should be happy! Isn't this the same year, the same month and the same day!" Moze didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said, and sat down at the dining table, looking forward to his father holding the cake knife , the flickering eyes are full of the four characters "can you eat".

Rolling broadcast, non-stop.

"Little bastard just wants to eat, let others say to eat more, he brought the cake! And you have a cold!" Mo Yu glanced at his son angrily, and took out a cake from the cake box. The box of candles was handed over to Mo Ze and Leng Yan.

"Here, put in the candles. Your mother is going to turn off the lights. After singing the birthday song and making a wish, eat the cake." After finishing speaking, he winked at the two peeping children like an urchin: "We have to go one Standard procedure!"

Mo Ze was stunned for a while, then stuck out his tongue towards his father, raised Leng Yan's hand mischievously, and shouted with a smile: "I don't want to sing happy birthday, I want to sing another song with Leng Yan ! That song is perfect for a situation like today!"

"Well, Uncle, there was a song we heard in kindergarten a while ago... we wanted to sing that one."

"Ah?" Looking strangely at the two children who seemed to have plans for a long time ago, Mo Yu shrugged, smiled and lit the candles on the cake, and echoed: "Well, well, today is your birthday, you are the biggest."

The immature child's voice slowly flowed out along with the tune on the radio, and the English lyrics spit out from the two mouths made Mo Yu and Mo's mother laugh.

"Why am I so happy today if you're not the most important person to me?"

"If you're not the most important person to me, why are our hands so close?"

"If you don't belong to me, why are we so connected?"

"If I'm not yours, why are you in my heart?"

"I hope you are the one who can spend the rest of my life with me..."

The two children obviously understood the song as another meaning, or simply learned how to sing it without knowing the meaning of the lyrics.

However, the soothing tune and sweet singing made both of them relax. Although their English is not up to standard at all, and the meaning of the lyrics is not so suitable for the relationship between friends, Mo Ma and Mo Yu are still very happy. They beat the beat together.

Since simple children have their own understanding, why do adults like myself misinterpret their friendship?