husband back from hell

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the cold and bleak wind blew off the last leaf on the dead tree branch, and it fell to the blood-stained ground, melting together with this dead land.

A bloody man was lying on the ground, the coldness spread from his limbs to his heart, and the wound ranged from severe pain to no intuition.

He was dying, looking at the gray sky.He hadn't seen the sun for two full years, thinking that he could wait until the end of the world and the sun would shine on this land again.

A figure thousands of miles away appeared in front of him, he was still waiting for him at home, Jiang Changjing tried hard to open his tired eyes and reached out to touch that figure.

"Sorry, I broke my promise..."

I can't wait to watch the sunrise with you.

Slowly closing his eyes, death took away his last sobriety.

Not reconciled, but helpless.

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Today is Si Huan's birthday.

Originally, he didn't want to celebrate his birthday this year, but he wandered around the market, and finally bought the ingredients for making cakes by accident and went home.

He had never made a cake, so he held the rice cooker in the kitchen and thought about it for a long time, and then reluctantly started to do it according to the method taught in the previous book.

Beat the egg whites, add egg yolk granulated sugar and milk and continue to stir well. Finally, mix the two together and pour them into the rice cooker.

The finished product was not very good, wrinkled like a rag.He took a piece and put it in his mouth, and even felt that it didn't seem to have risen, and the taste was far from the cake shop outside before the end of the world.

He brought the deflated cake to the dinner table worryingly, feeling that food was wasted.

Fang Yilan walked over with her little granddaughter in her arms, and comforted her, "It's okay, it's already very good to make it. This is a cake made by Dad. Do you want to eat it, Xiaozhi?"

"dada~" Jiang Zhi looked at the scented cake and shook her fleshy little hand excitedly, before she could say anything, the saliva had already stayed.

Si Huan took her daughter from her mother and wiped her chin with a bib.

The part with a burnt-yellow appearance is definitely not for a baby, so Si Huan took a soft cake core and fed it to Jiang Zhi.

Si Huan thought the semi-finished product was not tasty, but Xiao Zhier ate it with relish.After swallowing the cake three or two times, he opened his mouth and waited for his father to feed him.

"Baba—" I still want to eat.

Si Huan gave her a small piece, dumbfounded, "Is it delicious?"

Fang Yilan also took a bite of the cake made by her son, "You've eaten a lot before saying it's not good. This is the first time for Xiaozhi to eat it."

As long as it is sweet, children will like it.

"Is that so?" Si Huan lowered his head and gently touched his daughter's face, receiving Jiang Zhi's brilliant smile.

Si Huan's eyes were sore, today was his 22nd birthday, and even his mother, who was always busy with work, came back to celebrate his birthday with him.

On this supposedly happy day, Si Huan couldn't force a smile.

His lover Jiang Changjing died unfortunately while on a mission a few days ago.

"That zombie came out of nowhere, bit Xiao Jiang's neck and died on the spot...I'm sorry."

His lover's teammate apologized in front of him with tears in his eyes. The moment Si Huan heard the bad news, he felt that the whole world lost its color.

Not daring to eat too much for Xiao Zhier, the two adults quickly finished the cake.Si Huan cleaned up the kitchen, made some millet porridge and milk powder for her to eat.

Children eat and drink enough, and get sleepy and yawn after playing for a while.Si Huan carried her around the living room a few times, and Jiang Zhi fell asleep in his father's arms.

The daughter was indeed a considerate little padded jacket, Si Huan leaned on the side of the small bed and watched Xiao Zhi'er sleeping soundly, and carefully covered her with the little quilt before returning to the living room.

"Asleep?" Fang Yilan was reading a book with glasses on.

Si Huan was extremely tired, so she lay down on the sofa with a hum.

The mother and son were quiet for a while, and then Fang Yilan took the initiative to say: "I'm going back to work tomorrow, how are you doing tomorrow, do you want to ask Aunt Yuan to come over and take care of Xiaozhi together?"

Burying her head into the sofa, Si Huan's voice was muffled, "I told Aunt Yuan that she should come over tomorrow. I have no leave and I have to go to work."

"I know it's hard for you to calm down all of a sudden, but don't bring these negative emotions to work, you know?" Fang Yilan persuaded.

Si Huan turned over like a salted fish, stared at the ceiling in a daze, "Well, I know."

After Fang Yilan went back to sleep, Si Huan slumped on the sofa for a while and went back to the bedroom.

At some point, Si Huan began to be afraid of lying alone on this familiar double bed at night.

And since Jiang Changjing's death, he has had nightmares every night.Sleeping for a long time at night, he woke up several times and went back to sleep groggyly.

The next day I wanted to remember what I dreamed about last night, but my mind went blank.

It has been like this for several days, and Si Huan gradually resists going to bed at night.Xiaozhi's crib was next to their bed, and he felt drowsy after watching it for a while, but he couldn't help but go back to sleep on the bed.

Si Huan was walking in an open space, surrounded by ruins, and walked forward recklessly.A person appeared in front of him with his back turned to him. The clothes of that person were very similar to the light gray shirt Jiang Changjing wore before going out.

"Big whale?"

They were very close, Si Huan ran towards him patiently with the excitement in his heart, it must... must be you!

A thin layer of mist suddenly covered the surroundings, and Si Huan was forced to slow down as he ran over. He saw that the clothes of the person in front were stained with a large amount of blood.

"Big...big whale."

The person in front of him turned his neck slowly and stiffly, his face was rotten and torn all the way to his mouth, the smile on the corner of Si Huan's mouth stopped, it was not Jiang Changjing.

It's a zombie—

Before Si Huan could react, the zombie, which was still still, suddenly moved, running towards Si Huan in a strange manner.

Just as he took a step back and was about to turn around and run, the disgusting zombie was already close to his face.Si Huan's pupils dilated. He never thought that a zombie could run so fast that his eyes couldn't catch its movements.

"Ahhhh!"

Si Huan woke up with a start, his hair roots were wet with cold sweat, his heart was beating violently, and he felt like he was drowning and out of breath. He hadn't touched a zombie for a long time.

Fortunately, this is just a dream.

Si Huan wiped off the sweat on his head, and looked up at the alarm clock by the bed. It was two o'clock sharp, and he had slept for three hours.

This was the first time his dream was so clear, Si Huan still remembered the rotten face of the zombie, and he was wearing clothes very similar to Jiang Changjing.

Xiao Zhi'er was still in a deep sleep, but luckily she didn't wake her up just now by screaming.

After wiping off the sweat on his forehead, Si Huan went to the bathroom and washed his face. In the mirror, the young man's face was a little pale, and there were light blue dark circles under his eyes.

Suddenly there was a burst of familiar music from outside, Si Huan froze for a moment, turned off the tap and walked out quickly, when his cell phone rang.

Before the outbreak of the apocalypse, the mobile phone was a necessary communication tool for everyone, but after the apocalypse, almost no one will use it again, except for some politicians and leaders who are still busy with their mobile phones.

It was Jiang Changjing who somehow got back two old push-button mobile phones, which can be used for calls and text messages, but the Internet cannot be used.

When Jiang Changjing went out to do missions, he would call back to report that he was safe, and there was nothing else, and no outsider knew that he had a mobile phone.

Who will be calling at this time...

Afraid of waking Xiaozhi up, Si Huan ran to the balcony with his hands on his phone, wanting to check the caller ID, but when he saw it, the cold sweat that had been so hard to stop just now broke out again.