Rebirth of Doomsday Salvation

Lu Sen tried to kiss A Bao's lips, but A Bao's body was cold, because no matter how hard the hands pinched A Bao's waist, it was difficult to transfer the warmth to A Bao, so he could only hope that the entanglement of lips and tongues would bring warmth to A Bao. Treasure a little warmer.But Ah Bao always avoided when Lu Sen touched his lips lightly. Ah Bao didn't feel it, and could only judge whether Lu Sen touched him or not by his eyesight and intuition.

Po also longed for a kiss, but he couldn't.After turning into a zombie, the severe atrophy of the gums made the fangs sharper. He was afraid that the scratching of his lips and teeth would break Lu Sen's mouth and tongue.However, just the plausible collision of lips brought him an indescribable sense of satisfaction, and his already thin mind had to imagine how happy and bright it is to have real lips and tongues.

Lu Sen and A Bao clasped their fingers together too hard, and A Bao's knuckles were so tight that Lu Sen's flesh ached.

Lu Sen stuffed A Bao into his arms, holding A Bao's waist with both hands.Ah Bao's skin had long lost its elasticity, and it was soft but cold when pressed.Ten fingers seemed to be pressed on poor-quality plasticine, leaving small fingerprints.

Originally, he wanted to hug Ah Bao for a while, but who knew that Ah Bao pushed Lu Sen away, pulled up his pants stiffly, got up and left.Before Lu Sen could recover, Ah Bao came back with a clean wet towel.Helping Lu Sen clean his body, when he was about to help Lu Sen put on his clothes, Lu Sen held A Bao's hand, "I will save you, I will find a way to save you, leave with me."

Ah Bao still pursed his lips and smiled, then rubbed his cheek against the side of Lu Sen's neck.Lu Sen thought it was Ah Bao who agreed, and put his arms around Ah Bao and smiled, but he lost consciousness when his neck hurt.

Seeing that Lu Sen's chest was still rising and falling regularly, Ah Bao felt relieved, "My strength is just right".Helping Lu Sen pull up his trousers, Ah Bao took out the pen and paper he had prepared in his jacket pocket:

This is the last thing Ah Bao can give to Lu Sen.

Twelve words, almost used up all of Po's strength.The knuckles were stiff and could not be bent. I picked up the pen over and over again and dropped it over and over again. Even the ballpoint pen was dropped until it leaked.Ah Bao could only clenched his fist into his fist, like a toddler in Handan.The formerly delicate handwriting disappeared like this person, A Bao, leaving only a mess of paper.The barely recognizable handwriting was traced and traced by A Bao, but it became even uglier like a fairy whose real body was revealed by a magic mirror.

Ah Bao finally gave up helplessly, folded the ink-soaked paper into a small rectangle and stuffed it into Lu Sen's soft hand.Lu Sen's hand was loosely held, Ah Bao tried a few times to intertwine with Lu Sen's fingers, but it was difficult for the stiff fingers to separate at the corresponding angle.Finally had to give up.

I found a relatively flat wall, and at the height of the back of my head when I sat down, Abao glued a mirror with tape, and put another big mirror in front of Abao.

First use scissors to cut off the hair on the back of the head, because the hands and feet are not very flexible after becoming a zombie.He was even more worried that Lu Sen would wake up at any time, and it was even more difficult to use the scissors that he was not good at when he was a human being under tension.Ah Bao poked his scalp a few times.Ah Bao finally lost his patience, and simply used the prepared knife to cut off the back of the scalp and all the hair.The smelly black blood was everywhere, and it took several times to wipe it with a rag.

Po finally saw his pale skull.Curiously, he tapped it a few times with his bony fingers, and the sound was very clear, as if porcelain was colliding.

After comparing a few times with the skull, Ah Bao took out a small saw and awl.Now a hole has been made in the skull, and then the tip of the saw is inserted/into it a little bit, and I am slowly sawing with a small saw.Also be careful not to damage the brain inside.This process took A Bao the longest time, and A Bao was always afraid that Lu Sen would wake up midway.

Fortunately, Ah Bao finally sawed off the skull at the back of his head, and he could see the white tofu-like brain inside, with black blood depicting every trace of the brain.In fact, it looks like tofu, but it is not soft/soft. Although it has lost its elasticity, it still feels a bit like a slow-rebound pillow.If you poke it with your finger, it will make a small hole, and then slowly bounce back, but it will still leave a small depression.

It can be considered that it is done, although he has not breathed for a long time, but Ah Bao still heaves a sigh of relief.Back to the comatose Lu Sen, Ah Bao closed his eyes.

Quickly inserting his right hand along the cut he sawed, he accurately found the spar in his head, took it out, and placed it beside Lu Sen.

When he fell down, Ah Bao still had a smile on his mouth, and his long eyelashes brushed his lower eyelids.

He couldn't remember exactly what happened when Lu Sen woke up.

Sometimes, some people will selectively forget some memories due to the self-protection function of the brain.Lu Sen thought that he must have forgotten the memory of waking up.The last image in his mind is the smile on the corner of Abao's mouth, the light blue lips/petals, the slightly raised/raised corners of the mouth, as if very happy.

If Ah Bao knew, he would be happy or sad.But most likely, they still think it's good, and the reason will be simply 'I don't want Lu Sen to see himself uglier. '

It is also a kind of happiness to be able to forget. Some people forget each other but can't forget.But then again, maybe the forgetful people seem to be obsessed with the past?This reminds me of a sentence in Mr. Qian's book "Marriage is a besieged city, people in the city want to get out, and people outside the city want to come in." ' means roughly the same.

Lu Sen didn't remember how to weave A Bao's short hair into a small bag bit by bit, and he didn't remember how he broke off A Bao's finger bones one by one, punched holes, put them on the rope, and even I don't remember how to clean up the spar and stuff it into a woven bag and hang it around my neck.Although I can't remember, it is expected to be a difficult process.

He only remembered that when he became conscious, Ah Bao disappeared, and there was a small bag around his neck containing a transparent spar.

Po is dead.

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But fortunately, Lu Sen didn't fall into hysteria or anything because of A Bao's death.Because Lu Sen has deeply understood one thing since he was a child, guilt and self-blame are useless, they are just torturing himself.Loved ones are hurt, enemies are quick.

People who hate you wish you had a bad life, and the worse your life is, the happier they will be.

Some things should be forgotten.Bury him in the deep sea of ​​memory forever, and you won't regret it if you don't touch it.Because 'regret' is often followed by 'too late', in this case, it is better to start over.

Lu Sen wants to live a better life and become the king of the last days.In this completely out-of-shape world, only those who are strong, stronger, and very strong can survive.

Only then is it possible to resurrect Ah Bao.

Tightly clutching the spar in front of his chest, the edges and corners of his palm turned red.The advantage is that it is compact, and Jingshi is easier to keep warm than Po.

Lu Sen packed himself up and set off again.

But the house leak happened to rain all night, good luck cannot come one after another, but bad luck always rolls in.

'It's unlucky for people to drink cold water and stuff their teeth. That's what Lu Sen thought when he met Yan Ya.

Muscle soreness and decreased physical strength due to drug sequelae, coupled with not having enough food.Lu Sen has not fully recovered. To be on the safe side, Lu Sen only dared to challenge the first-level zombies to collect crystals, hoping that quantitative changes would lead to qualitative changes.But I didn't expect that this would knock Yan Ya down.

Without [-]% certainty of revenge, Lu Sen did not intend to encounter Yan Ya.Taking risks is not something that should be done in the last days, unless it is absolutely necessary, Lu Sen wants to live longer.In the last days, time is life, that's right.A little more time, kill one more zombie, be stronger, and live longer.

However, plans are plans after all, and life is just a joke.Either you laugh or I laugh.Lu Sen wasn't the one who had the last laugh.

I don't know what happened in just a few days, Yan Ya not only recovered all the supernatural beings at that time, but even added many strong people to the team.The most powerful thing is that everyone regards Lu Sen as an enemy.

Due to bad luck, Lu Sen fought and retreated.

Soon Lu Sen discovered Yan Ya's goal--A Bao's spar.

Lu Sen didn't know how Yan Ya knew that Abao's spar was on him, he didn't have time to think about it.Lu Sen, who was on the verge of desperation, had only one thought: A Bao's spar must not fall into Yan Ya's hands. '

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