[Quick Transmigration] On how to use the charm of personality to conquer the old attack of amnesia

Song Yimu's voice was almost pleading, he mourned: "Liu Guang..."

Cheng Shu asked Qiao Yu to put down the hand holding him, slowly turned his body around, and sat down cross-legged facing Song Yimu's direction.

The man's hands and feet were tied, and he was leaning against a tree with a pair of eyes desperately looking over the campfire.

Cheng Shu said: "Song Yimu, your Song Liuguang is dead, how many times do I need to say it?"

Song Yimu's eyes turned red in the light of the fire.

"You weren't like this before," he said.

The young man sighed very lightly, "Song Yimu, what do you want to hear?"

"Listen to what Song Liuguang was thinking when he saw you and Bai Ci, and hear the despair when you sent him to death with your own hands? Song Yimu, how dare you?"

The man leaned against the tree with a pale face, and said softly, "That's not the case, listen to my explanation..."

Cheng Shu looked at him.

Song Yimu said: "I...I..."

In fact, he had nothing to justify. At the beginning, these things were all facts, but because he felt so guilty, he desperately tried to find some excuses.

The ground shook slightly, Cheng Shu no longer cared about Song Yimu in front of him, and turned to look at Qiao Yu.

The man's face turned dark just now when he saw his wife and his ex-crush talking so vigorously. He just noticed the abnormal vibration at this time. Mei Feng was slightly startled, and he picked up Cheng Shu, and the cross-country parked not far away. , he quickly ran over to put the person on the co-pilot, and then turned to transport Song Yimu.

He was not so gentle with Song Yimu. Although the man had no injuries and could walk by himself, but Qiao Yu tied his hands and feet, and was dragged to the car resignedly.

His car was stuck at the toll booth and he couldn't get out. Qiao Yu didn't have any intention of exposing his ability to help him get out of the car. At this time, he could only be dragged into the car by a man, and he didn't dare to raise any objections. .

Cheng Shu sat in the co-pilot and waited for a while. When Qiao Yu came back for the last time, he brought another unconscious person back.

It was only then that Cheng Shu remembered the existence of Baici.

He's a handsome boy, at least he looks a lot more sunny than Song Liuguang's gloomy tone, and he feels cute and pretty when he's asleep.

Cheng Shu thought that it was not surprising that Song Liuguang was defeated by this child, but Song Yimu who was next to him misunderstood his meaning, and hurriedly said: "Liuguang, don't think too much, he has no ability to protect himself alone, I will Just take him out."

Cheng Shu asked back a little strangely: "You didn't plan to bring it?"

Every life in the last days is too valuable. Song Yimu used to be a person who licked blood on the edge of a knife. He never had any concept of human life. What are you thinking about?

Cheng Shu couldn't laugh or cry, this little boy still thought he was Song Yimu's beloved baby, did he really know what Song Yimu thought of him?

Qiao Yu drove with a cold face, as if he didn't want to care about the conversation between Cheng Shu and Song Yimu, but Cheng Shu knew that he was probably jealous, so he said in a flattering tone, "Ayu?"

Song Yimu's eyelids twitched in the back, but Qiao Yu didn't seem to hear it.

Cheng Shu persisted and said, "White coat?"

The corners of Qiao Yu's mouth raised a little and then smoothed away quickly, as if nothing had happened.

Cheng Shu smiled and said, "Husband~"

Song Yimu was really frightened at this moment, he had never seen Song Liuguang act coquettishly to others in such a tone, but the scene was surprisingly harmonious, such a good-looking appearance almost made his heart beat faster .

Only now did Qiao Yu show that he heard Cheng Shu's words, the corners of his mouth were curled up, and although his eyes were looking at the front, he still had a doting smile.

He said, "Huh? Hungry?"

Cheng Shu was fine at first, and he just wanted to make Qiao Yu happy before, but now he reminded him that his stomach was really empty, so he nodded and said yes, he was hungry after not eating for a long time of.

Qiao Yu smiled and took out a pack of warm milk and a piece of meat floss bread from the backpack next to him, and said, "I guessed that you would be hungry just now, so I warmed it up." He reminded: "Remember to drink the milk first. Eating bread a little bit is better for the stomach."

Cheng Shu nodded while holding the bread, and when he turned around, he saw Song Yimu's face turning black and white for a while, probably because he felt that such a conversation was beyond his imagination.

The young man ignored him, turned around and asked Qiao Yu: "I don't think you have eaten, are you hungry in the white coat?"

Qiao Yu nodded honestly.

So Song Yimu spent the second half of the journey in the process of Qiao Yuchou in the front seat shamelessly yelling hungry and Cheng Shu tirelessly feeding, his eyes were bloodshot.

Bai Ci woke up when he was about to arrive in City C, and he also lacked water as soon as he woke up, but he found that he was not sitting in Song Yimu's car, and the scream almost deafened Cheng Shu's ears.

Qiao Yu felt annoyed in the front seat, and said calmly: "If Mr. Song won't shut up your little lover, I don't mind having an operation to make him speechless forever."

Song Yimu then blocked Bai Ci's mouth with his bound hands and warned, "Shut up!"

The child's heart was fragile, tears burst out and filled his eyes, he choked up and said, "Yimu..."

Qiao Yu had already drawn out his knife in front, and he said coldly, "You little lover, don't you seem to know the rules?"

Bai Ci was taken aback by the murderous intent revealed in his words, and when he came back to his senses, he tried his best to squeeze against Song Yimu, as if this would make him feel safer and more comfortable.

It's just that the man who was squeezed in by him suffered.

Song Yimu originally wanted to show in front of Cheng Shu that he and Bai Ci were just in an ordinary sexual relationship, the kind that could be broken up whenever he wanted, but when he met someone who couldn't figure it out, he couldn't argue with it at the moment, and there was no He tried to pull Bai Ci off his body with his hands, but he could only firmly shake his head not to look at Bai Ci in order to prove his innocence.

Cheng Shu looked funny at the front, and sat quietly in his seat as if he didn't know anything, except for Qiao Yu's occasional intentional show of love for the back row, he hardly moved.

The car bumped like this for more than an hour, and when passing the Linshi toll booth, the same vehicles as before were jammed into a dog, densely packed with zombies.

Cheng Shu had already seen zombies gathering around and eating the corpses of ordinary people from a distance, and they all turned their heads to look at the military cheetah the moment the voice came.

Cheng Shu pulled out the cut from the crack of the car door, Qiao Yu turned to look at him, and finally let him get out of the car helplessly, and untied Song Yimu and Bai Ci from the car by themselves.

As for whether the two of them can survive, it's up to them.

Qiao Yu didn't have time to think about whether Song Yimu and Bai Ci knew his space. He waved the off-road vehicle into his space, and regardless of the stunned looks of the two people next to him, he caught up with the long-carrying car. A description of how the knife goes to the group of zombies.

Both of them were covered with blood splattered before, and their appearance at this time attracted the attention of zombies.

Surrounded by a circle of zombies eating corpses in the middle, they threw away the bones they gnawed in their hands, and wobbled towards the two of them.

This is where the largest toll booths and residential houses exist in several cities. The number of people walking towards Cheng Shu and the others is extremely impressive and huge. All thirst for blood and morbid tyranny.

Cheng Shu and Qiao Yu stood where they were, looking at those people, some were still wearing ties and very formal uniforms, some were in tatters, and their bodies were as dirty as if they had rolled in the mud several times.

Before this disaster, they were all ordinary people, living their own lives in different positions in society.

Cheng Shu sighed, and the long knife in his hand glowed coldly, pointing straight at the throat of a zombie.

There was a sound of puffing into the flesh, and the blood in the air was more viscous after becoming a zombie, and it was only spilled in a circle in a pretend way, but the head was spinning and falling under the cutting blade.

Cheng Shu felt that if he lived in this kind of life longer, he might become a pervert. The world is full of bloody violence and the most direct organ dissection is simply not a place for ordinary people to stay.

Qiao Yu still looks light and delicate, but he holds two knives in his hands, which are specially used for ordinary operations, but they directly twist people's heads off like cutting watermelons. His expression seems to be commonplace, without any Discomfort and discomfort.

Song Yimu and Bai Ci who were not far away were stunned, and the little boy was so disgusted that he kept retching and crying beside him, pulling Song Yimu's sleeve and whimpering: "Yimu, let's go quickly, don't be with them. Together...all...all perverts!"

Cheng Shu threw a drop of blood from the knife in his hand, and threw it directly on Bai Ci's face.

Then there was another burst of panic and crying that was so frightened that his legs were weak. This time, Bai Ci didn't dare to take a step forward, lying in Song Yimu's arms and crying like pear blossoms and rain.

Cheng Shu felt more and more that Song Liuguang was worthless.

He has been Song Yimu's best knife for so many years, and he can't remember how many lives and blood he has spared. He would feel dizzy when he occasionally thinks of the tragic crying and screaming in the middle of the night, but Song Yimu has never Don't care about these.

Why some people can get caring no matter if they are fake or sincere, but here he only asks indifferently.

He even gave up his favorite person, but he still wanted to give Song Yimu his own life.