doomsday survival road

Fang Zian didn't listen to what Chen Ziwen said at all, but felt that Chen Ziwen was too close.

The other party's lips were next to the earlobe, and the warm breath flowed nearby, which made him feel distracted.

If possible, I really want to hold the other person's face in the next second and kiss him hard!Fang Zian took a deep breath, and spit out all those charming fantasies from his chest.

He put down his legs and stood up: "I'll go upstairs."

Chen Ziwen was taken aback for a moment, but when he came to his senses, his movements were neither too hasty nor too slow: "I should go up too."

Before entering the door, Chen Ziwen held Fang Zian's arm to prevent him from opening the door.

Fang Zian turned his face sideways, wondering: "What's wrong?"

Chen Ziwen raised his chin and pointed to the room where he lived: "Follow me back."

Fang Zian turned his face back, stared at Liang Qing's door, and said, "The tone of your words just now is exactly like a jealous daughter-in-law who prevents her husband from entering the concubine's room."

Chen Ziwen replied calmly: "So, the husband admits that she is the original spouse. As the original spouse, at least he still has this right?"

Fang Zian said: "That depends on whether the husband still has the original wife in his heart."

Chen Ziwen asked in a low voice, "What about the answer?"

Fang Zian glanced at Chen Ziwen, broke free from the restraints on his arms, and put his hands on the doorknob.

"But, I am not the husband, and you are not the original spouse."

He opened the door and quickly closed it.

Chen Ziwen squeezed the empty palm silently, and walked a few steps towards his room with slow and heavy steps.

Turning around, he walked back to the door of Liang Qing's room in two steps, and tried to turn the handle a few times. The door was not locked, so he went straight in, with a firm and forceful voice: "Ann, we must have a good talk!"

This time Fang Zian was forcibly dragged to his bedroom by Chen Ziwen. As the door was closed, Chen Ziwen turned around, with a serious expression on his face in the darkness.

Fang Zian leaned his back against the door, confused, and looked up at Chen Ziwen.

In such a silent atmosphere, the two looked at each other for dozens of seconds.

When the words came to his lips, Chen Ziwen couldn't speak, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward, but he still maintained his previous expression on the surface.

Fang Zian: "...What do you want to talk to me about?"

Chen Ziwen laughed, bent his arms to the back of his head, and said with a smile: "It's so late, I just want to urge you to sleep quickly."

Such a situation made Fang Zian really speechless, and it took him a long time to speak: "I was planning to go to sleep."

Chen Ziwen was still laughing, and dragged Fang Zian to the bedroom: "Okay, okay, then let's go to bed quickly, get enough energy and wait for tomorrow."

Fang Zi'an argued with Chen Ziwen lazily, and agreed without saying anything.

When the two were lying on the bed, Chen Ziwen slowly fell asleep, but the more Fang Zian thought about it, the more something went wrong. He carefully recalled Chen Ziwen's performance these days, turned sideways, and looked at the sleeping man.

The cold fingertips brushed across the opponent's eyebrows, and after all, he timidly returned to his side.

Downstairs, Ye Zenian was nestled on the sofa, huddled up and leaning against Shen Yilun.

Shen Yilun also closed his eyes, which would allow him to perceive the sound more clearly. When the vision is closed, the hearing will become more sensitive in a dark environment, which is more suitable for the current state.

Ye Zenian's head slid from his shoulders to his chest, and his body also tended to lean forward to the ground.

Shen Yilun had no choice but to stretch out his hand, and put his palm on Ye Zenian's forehead, pulling him back.

Shen Yilun felt sorry for him: "If you are sleepy, go upstairs to sleep."

Ye Zenian replied in a daze, "I'm not sleepy."

The night seemed really quiet, as if those zombies had given up on invading again.

As time passed, Shen Yilun gradually became sleepy, and he fell asleep when others began to wake up.

When Ye Zenian woke up, he found himself and Shen Yi leaning head to head, the other's breathing was long and steady.

Not long after, the sound of people walking upstairs began to be heard, and then they walked downstairs one after another.

Ye Zenian opened the curtains, the sunlight came in, and he was stunned by the scene outside the house.

"Shen...Shen Yilun, something serious happened!"

It didn't wake Shen Yilun up, but attracted others to the window.

Outside the house, there was a mass of black heads, dirty heads, and a little wet feeling.

Overnight, so many zombies quietly gathered outside?It seems to be getting out of here as soon as possible.

The first floor gradually became a little noisy, but Shen Yilun was not affected at all, and slept very deeply.

Ye Zenian found a small blanket to cover the sleeping Shen Yilun, and sat aside, quietly watching other people discussing countermeasures there.

Du Juan was sitting opposite him, looking very calm, listening to those people's discussion, inadvertently, Du Juan's eyes met Ye Zenian's, and he smiled at him.

At this time, two people hurriedly ran down from upstairs, saying as they ran, "They're back! They're back!"

They were people observing the situation on the roof, and they happened to see the vehicles on the street outside just now.

Wang Lu showed surprise and relief: "That's great."

It is indeed a good thing. If the status quo is not what it is now, everyone will be happy. But now the outsiders can't get in, and the insiders can't think of a way to get out for the time being.

When the people who escaped after all the hardships saw the zombies in the yard through the door, they collapsed.

In this car, there is no "they", but only one "he".

Sitting in the car, Zhao Yingsheng stared at everything in front of him, the yard full of zombies, the silent house, this sense of loneliness and despair, which made his perseverance and courage to persist until now almost collapsed.

When he was about to lose all his strength, the window on the second floor facing him was opened, and familiar friends and teammates were waving at him excitedly inside.

As if seeing the light, Zhao Yingsheng rushed to the car window in excitement, pressed his face against the car window, and waved at them as well.

Wang Lu pointed to the communicator in his hand, and then Zhao Yingsheng remembered that he could use the communicator to communicate, and immediately picked up the communicator that had been discarded under the car seat, and adjusted the channel.

Wang Lu's clear call came from inside.

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhao Yingsheng almost burst into tears, and quickly responded: "This is YS9187, please give me instructions!"

Wang Lu's laughter came from the communicator: "Don't be so restrained now, welcome back, our hero."

Zhao Yingsheng smiled wryly, knowing that Wang Lu deliberately teased the atmosphere to make the atmosphere easier, but even so, he still wanted to tell the cruel truth: "Vice team, I'm the only one coming back."

For a moment, both sides fell silent at the same time.

After a while, Wang Lu on the other end continued slowly and solemnly: "Their sacrifice will not be in vain."

Zhao Yingsheng replied inaudibly, to avoid crying too loudly.

How difficult it is to survive this time, the feeling of escaping death is not joyful, but uncomfortable.Under the sacrifice of his teammates, he watched the people around him decrease one by one. This feeling of loneliness and helplessness can gradually drive people to despair.

And relying on the little persistence and hope left, he finally came back to his comrades from the sea of ​​ogres.

The people in the room finished packing their things and began to prepare to go out.

Shen Yilun has regained his sobriety. Although his condition has not recovered very well, there is basically no problem.

The current strategy is to have some fully armed people attract zombies at the front door. After attracting the attention of the zombies, most of them escape through the side door.

Zhao Yingsheng's car has quietly moved to the side door, and for strong guys like them, they can easily turn over the outer wall as long as they bring stepping things.

So far, they can only give up the cars they parked on the other side, and there is only one car parked outside the side door, which is Zhao Yingsheng's car, but it is enough.

Most of the people who left through the side door climbed over the wall and entered Zhao Yingsheng's car; two people stayed behind and drove Liang Qing's car parked at the side door to the front door to attract zombies and find a way to leave.

After the side door was finished, the person who was responsible for attracting the zombies returned to the house, then left through the side door, and also climbed over the wall and entered Zhao Yingsheng's car.

This plan is immature and risky, but it is the best way they can think of now.

The key lies in how the two people who drove the car left here, and how to ensure that the zombies will be attracted, and that the person in charge of being the "bait" will not be injured or killed in the process.

These are all problems that cannot be determined.

It was Fang Zian and Chen Ziwen who chose to drive, their own choice.

For the two of them, even if they can't leave after being "bait" today, they can still choose to go back to the house and find a chance another day.

The two of them don't need to leave with the big team, more often they like to act alone.

It's just that when it was time to implement the plan, Liang Qing suddenly changed his mind and insisted on going with Fang Zian and Chen Ziwen.

Chen Ziwen was expressionless, unable to tell whether he agreed or refused.

Fang Zian frowned directly, and refused: "You follow them obediently, following me is much more dangerous than going to their side."

Liang Qing insisted: "I know." But I still want to be with you.

He sneaked a glance at Chen Ziwen who was next to Fang Zian. The other party's attention was obviously not on him, which made him feel less stressed.

Fang Zian raised his hand and tugged the corner of Liang Qing's mouth. It was not serious, it was more like a joke between close friends: "Don't make trouble."

Chen Ziwen caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, and then followed his gaze.

Fang Zian didn't realize it, and dragged Liang Qing to a small room beside him, and said to Chen Ziwen, "I'll talk to him alone."

Chen Ziwen watched the two of them walk away, what else could they say?He could only forcibly stop the foot that was about to be lifted, and said: "Oh."

The tone was a bit reluctant, but Fang Zian obviously didn't pay that much attention at this time.

After waiting for a while, the two of them did not come out. Chen Ziwen was a little impatient, so he took the initiative to walk over.

The door was not closed tightly, revealing a crack, he gently pushed it open, just about to shout, all the voices were silenced before rushing out of his throat.

He hesitated, and closed the door again.

Liang Qing, who was facing the door, only had time to see the door move.

Just a kiss before parting, Fang Zian held Liang Qing's face and looked at him: "Be obedient. I have already said hello to Wang Lu. If we can't leave here together, when you get there, he will take you Go to my place over there. Wait for me obediently there."

This time, Liang Qing finally nodded: "OK."

The author has something to say:

It is a great encouragement to have more than 70 collections. I really want to transform into a codeword machine. . .

In other words, when there is no list, about one favorite can be added a day; when there is a list, there are about 2-3 favorites in a week.

Such a toxic list...