Doomsday Rebirth

Yu Mao also gradually got used to it, he often sleeps curled up on the sofa, while Zhong Yao sits on the other sofa and does his work.

Half a month passed.

Yu Mao didn't stay downstairs today. After making breakfast, he washed up and went upstairs.

Zhong Yao went downstairs and found that breakfast had been prepared long ago. He glanced at the sofa, but found that Yu Mao was not lazily nestling on the sofa.

Zhong Yao raised his hand and lightly rubbed the tip of his nose, his long eyebrows that were about to frown calmed down, went downstairs to finish his breakfast, and then went upstairs.

Yu Mao nestled himself under the quilt, sucked his blocked nose, ah, he caught a cold.Maybe it was because the temperature was below zero at night, and he accidentally froze when he went out. Because Linqing's down jacket was dirty, he asked the housekeeper to wash it for him. The distance to the laboratory is very short, so he thought it would be okay not to wear it. Never wore it before and never got sick.

In the end, he suddenly caught a cold. This can’t be serious. Yu Mao never took medicine to see a doctor when he was sick. He just sweated under the quilt, and he would feel better when he woke up. Otherwise, he would carry it for four or five days. , generally just fine.

Yu Mao slept until he woke up hungry, touched the sweat on his forehead, got out of bed, and wanted to go downstairs to eat something dizzy.

When I recovered, I looked at the time, and it was already 12:30 in the afternoon.

As soon as the housekeeper left, he realized that Yu Mao was probably sick, so he ordered the housekeeper to make some light food for Yu Mao.

The porridge was ready and placed downstairs, Zhong Yao just stood in front of Yu Mao's door, subconsciously pulled his gloves, wanted to knock on the door, and the door was opened.

Yu Mao raised his blushing face, watched Zhong Yao slowly withdraw his raised hand, lazily leaning against the door frame, raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

Zhong Yao glanced at Yu Mao up and down, except that his face was a little red, there was nothing serious about it: "Seeing that you haven't come out all morning, it's time for lunch."

Yu Mao smiled, a little surprised, thinking that no one cared about his life: "That's good, I woke up from hunger."

Zhong Yao nodded lightly and turned around.

After closing the door, Zhong Yao had already reached the stairs, and went down a flight of stairs, Yu Mao looked at Zhong Yao's collar: "Hey, your collar is not folded properly."

It seems that Zhong Yao just took a bath, the reason why he takes a bath is always very weird, Yu Mao doesn't want to get into it.It seemed that he had just put on his clothes and called Yu Mao before he had finished tidying them up. Yu Mao was surprised again, because Zhong Yao had an almost perverted obsession with neat and clean clothes.

Although Zhong Yao is usually alienated, but after more than half a month, the two of them have a tacit understanding and familiarity.And it was probably because he had taken care of Niu Niu before, Yu Mao himself didn't care too much, while talking, he stretched out his hand directly, wanting to fold Zhong Yao's collar.

Zhong Yao was unprepared for Yu Mao who was behind him, showing a relaxed state that he never had at any other moment, and unexpectedly let Yu Mao touch his collar, and his fingertips rubbed against the skin of the back of his neck.

Zhong Yao's body froze, subconsciously took a quick step forward, and flung it to the side, resisting other people's touch. When he was in wolf form, he had done countless psychological constructions at the beginning, wearing thick clothes , to be able to tolerate it, and the long-term separation and distance from Yu Mao made him return to the original state.

Yu Mao was unprepared, and fell straight to the bottom of the stairs. The bottom is full of steps, and the rhythm of falling in any posture will be abolished. Shrunk as much as possible, and then fell down uncontrollably.

Just as Zhong Yao realized what he had done, Yu Mao's body and shoulders passed his shoulders straight.

Yu Mao fell down, protecting his head, and had to roll twice before reaching the bottom of the stairs.

Zhong Yao didn't even have time to get nervous, he turned sideways subconsciously, and then grabbed Yu Mao's waist with his short body.

Then Yu Mao's body was still stiff, like an ugly boiled prawn, his falling stopped suddenly, the force on his waist almost pulled out his internal organs, damn it, his knee hurt so badly.

Yu Mao paused for a few seconds, took a slow breath, softened his stiff body, and supported his arms on the stairs, his voice was still weak: "You fucking put me down."

Zhong Yao: "I let go."

"Wait!" Yu Mao had no doubt that this idiot's letting go was really letting go.

"You change the position of your hand, my stomach acid is about to vomit, straighten me up." Yu Mao was tired.

Zhong Yao held Yu Mao's waist and made him fall on the stairs with his empty feet.

Yu Mao held on to the stairs, coughed a few times, his knees couldn't straighten up, he rolled his eyes and looked at Zhong Yao: "You have a problem with me, you made me fall and failed, instead you want to strangle me, right? "

Zhong Yao pursed his lips and frowned: "Are you okay?"

"I'm in serious trouble!" Yu Mao said viciously.

"My leg fell, I have to rest, I can't cook, and I won't be able to in the future." Yu Mao said.

"En." Zhong Yao glanced at Yu Mao, and nodded with a half-smile.

Yu Maona immediately climbed up the pole: "Tsk, I can't go downstairs anymore, you serve me the food."

"can."

"Fuck, is it true or not?" Yu Mao immediately dissipated all his unhappiness.

Yu Mao limped with a smile, turned and went upstairs with a grim expression.

Zhong Yao rubbed his gloves, and subconsciously wanted to tear them off and throw them into the trash can, but he paused again, turned out the medicine box, took off the gloves and threw them away, and put on a brand new pair.

He carried the medicine box and put it at Yu Mao's door, then went down to serve the porridge.

Yu Mao heard Zhong Yao knock on the door: "The door is not closed."

Zhong Yao put the rice on the medicine box, then pushed the medicine box into the room through the opened door.

Yu Mao twitched the corner of his mouth: "You..."

Zhong Yao turned around and left, Yu Mao screamed, Zhong Yao rushed into Yu Mao's room, Yu Mao turned his face to the ground, raised his face with tears and red nose, and cursed again: "Fuck——"

Today is too unlucky, I can't live this day.

Zhong Yao: "Poof——"

Yu Mao couldn't get up, Zhong Yao had no choice but to help him again, Yu Mao patted Zhong Yao's hand aside: "Don't worry about it, I have a problem all over my body."

Zhong Yao withdrew his hand, Yu Mao took two steps, picked up the porridge, poured it into his stomach, and then patted on the medicine box: "Give me another bowl."

Zhong Yao didn't move, Yu Mao looked at him with an expression of 'let's talk about the matter': "Dude, are you not honest about this matter, just say it, I just want to help you with the whole collar, you It's like hiding from a virus. Yes, I forgot that you have a clean freak, but that's not the case, I almost rolled under the stairs and became crippled. You fucking saved me and almost strangled me in two. You even entered The whole room is like an enemy. The most important thing is that I will drink at least three bowls of this porridge, and you will serve one bowl. In the following days, you are not allowed to order me to work, but let me eat and drink well. What do you think? Am I asking too much?"

Zhong Yao tilted his head and raised the corner of his lower lip, adjusted his expression, and turned around: "Not too much."

"Well, you have to be responsible."

"Need a wheelchair?"

"Okay." Yu Mao's eyes lit up.

Zhong Yao nodded, and paused before leaving: "Can you take medicine?"

Yu Mao sat on the ground, opened the medicine box, and laid out all the things like building blocks. He found that it was difficult to pull up his pants, so he sat on the ground and wanted to take off his pants.

Zhong Yao was stunned: "The ground is dirty."

"Your house is so clean that I can lick it directly." The floor is covered with carpets and underfloor heating, so Yu Mao likes the floor and sleeps on it for a few days.

It was inconvenient for Yu Mao to take off, and he wanted to ask Zhong Yao to help pull off his trouser legs: "You help me pull off my trousers."

Zhong Yao rubbed his gloves, smiled, Qingyue's cool voice was a little low: "Are you sure?"

Yu Mao said carelessly: "Aren't you just too lazy to change another pair of gloves? OK, I'll do it myself."

Gritting his teeth, Yu Mao quickly took off his trousers. He was wearing conservative boxer briefs. His two white and straight long legs were slightly curved on the white carpet.

The place under the knee was black and black, and there were blood oozing out.

Zhong Yao frowned, Yu Mao used alcohol to rub the bruises away, he was very skilled at rubbing, and he used to do this job often.

"Why are you still standing, bring me another bowl of porridge."

Zhong Yao squinted his eyes, and glanced across Yu Mao's thighs, calves and ankles, and said in a casual and provocative voice, "Your legs are beautiful."

Yu Mao didn't look up, but rubbed his hands vigorously and slowly: "You used the wrong adjective."

Zhong Yao just smiled and said nothing.

A month passed quickly, and Yu Mao's legs healed very quickly, and there was only a slight pain when walking.

"what's the result?"

Fu Lu's expression was serious: "Whose blood is this?"

"What's the matter, what's the problem?" Yu Mao frowned, maybe there was something wrong with Lin Qing's body?

Xu He said that he could reveal some information to Yu Mao.

Fu Lu's eyes became wild, and he lowered his voice: "It doesn't matter if you know, there is a kind of power in his blood, which is related to abilities and crystal nuclei. Zombie virus can't occupy that territory at all. This is a person who will never be infected. people!"

"No matter how high-level zombies are scratched, they will not become zombies"

"Well, it's just that the defense mechanism in the body will be activated, and the virus will be killed immediately, and the body will weaken, but it will definitely not be infected."

"If you can use this person as an experimental subject, study his organs, and then study his hematopoietic mechanism, maybe you can find out a way for humans to defeat the zombie virus!"

Yu Mao's breath suddenly cooled down, and he grabbed Fu Lu's collar: "You'd better not say this in front of Xu He, otherwise you will definitely not see the sun the next day. If you want to defeat the zombie virus, you can , but the premise is best not to hurt that person at the price, otherwise..."

Fu Lu opened Yu Mao's hand: "What do you mean?"

Yu Mao laughed: "It means that you don't want to die, you can study blood, and you can make some trivial requests, but other plans are best left alone."

Fu Lu frowned.

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When Xu He came over, Yu Mao was lying on a sofa, and Zhong Yao was sitting on the other side of the sofa watching a pre-apocalyptic movie.

Yu Mao laughed so hard that his stomach ached: "Look at that girl's transformation, I'll go, oh my mom! The eyes are like two eggs, Ultraman messing around, it's also called a horror movie, haha!"

"Hey, that man cut human flesh? It looks like a model at first glance..."

"Haha, what the hell, why are they in a relationship? That woman has been leading this man to her death. I thought she hated this man!"

The butler told Zhong Yao that Xu He had come, Zhong Yao threw the movie on Yu Mao's lap, Yu Mao sat up, his smile subsided.