If you have the ability, don't hang gl[Quick Transmigration] this time

My name is Yi Shuhan, the alienated Shu, the cold Han.

In my young vocabulary, alienation and cold are not very good words, so why did I choose such a name?

The teacher said that there are no parents who do not love their children. I know what children and parents mean, but I don't know what love is.

The teacher said, Mom and Dad love us, and love is not often talked about, but their kindness to us is love.

Too bad I don't have a mother.I don't have a father either, I only have a father.

My father doesn't allow me to call him dad, because he will be unhappy, and if he is unhappy, I can't be happy either.

As long as I can remember, my father was the only one in the family.does father love meI don't know, but I know he should be good to me.

He gave me a place to live, a sip of water and a mouthful of food, and he gave me a chance to grow up.

At that time, I was still young, but I could feel the malice from others, and such malice often appeared in my father.Are all creatures like fathers like this?

I haven't been to other kids' homes, I don't know.

The children in the kindergarten all said that their parents took themselves to the amusement park again on weekends, bought small cakes for themselves, and made delicious food for themselves.I'm curious that there are so many things to do on weekends.And my father would just lock me at home.I want to hang out with my dad too!

Later, when I went to school, the teacher said that parents like children who study well.I thought of the strange, malicious feeling in my father. Did my father not love me because I was disobedient?I seemed to have a great idea suddenly in my mind.

The teachers all said that my head seemed to have been enlightened, and I was very smart.Although I don't know what consecration is, I know that cleverness is used to praise children!But the teacher said that children should not be too proud. If they are too proud, they will lose their self-motivation and will not study well.To study well.Let dad like it.I couldn't be more proud!Um!

My father is always away from home, and he always keeps some cold dishes and meals at home. When I am hungry, I tiptoe to take out the plate from the upper shelf of the refrigerator, put it in the microwave oven and heat it up, and then I can eat it. How to use the microwave oven , I learned it secretly, and sure enough, I am a smart kid.Later, my father would leave some banknotes at home. He said that if he was hungry, he could buy something to eat.Holding the pink banknotes, I feel that my father should love me.He is afraid that I will be hungry.

The school likes rankings, and my name is always the one at the top. The teacher said that adults like children with the top names, but why, my father still doesn’t want to look at me more?

Later, when I went to middle school, the school had a parent-teacher meeting, but my father had never been there. My only wish in middle school was for my father to attend a parent-teacher meeting. I wanted him to know how hard-working and amazing his daughter is. An example for everyone to learn from.But he never came.

I've always wondered who my mom was, where she went, was she divorced, or...

It was not easy to get together with my father once, and it was rare for us to sit and eat together.My father was serious, but I broke the taboo of not being able to speak while eating and asked him where my mother was.

Unexpectedly, his face suddenly sank, he dropped the bowl and chopsticks and left by himself.

He didn't leave me any money for a month later, and he didn't show up until I fainted from hunger in the classroom and was sent to the hospital.

I should hate him, he and his mother gave birth to me, my mother disappeared, he ignored me, ignored me, even because he asked me where my mother went.Just be ignored.

Almost starved to death in class.

I don't understand what I did wrong.

I hate him for letting go, for not loving me.

Yes, I can feel it, he has no feelings for me, I'm not a fool.

Am I unworthy of being loved?I wanted to get his attention, and I indulged myself in smoking and drinking.

But what he got in return was his disdain and complete failure to return home.

For so many years, my father has never told me what he does. When I was younger, I could still fantasize that he was a ruthless killer, performing tasks all over the world, so it was difficult to return home, and I gradually grew up. Big, it just shattered the ridiculous conjectures of my childhood.

Until that day, I saw on TV a man in a straight suit with a delicate beard who was full of vigor, gentle and smiling.

I was stunned, I never thought that he, who was always cold at home, would be so perfect in front of outsiders!This... makes people yearn for it!

At that moment, I suddenly wanted to announce to the world that the delicate and handsome man on the screen was my father!

Ironically, a child first learns about her father on a TV screen.

My father is a scientist, a scientist in the true sense. He has made a lot of contributions to the country and even the world in the field of biology.

At that time, there was no computer at home, but everyone knew how to surf the Internet. I heard that the information of celebrities can be found on Baidu. My father is a celebrity, so it should be possible to find it.

That was the first time I entered an Internet cafe. After paying a deposit of 20 yuan, the boss secretly opened a machine for me. With inexplicable excitement, I logged on to the website.

Sure enough, on the Baidu Encyclopedia entry, I saw the public information of my father.

The father, who is only in his 30s, has won dozens of awards internationally. He is married, widowed, and has a daughter.

When I saw the word "widowed", my heart seemed to be hit hard, and I was suddenly suffocated and out of breath.

Widowed, how can you be widowed?Widowed means that my mother is no longer alive? ? ?

Enter "Yi Mingchang's wife" on the search page, and what pops up is a series of news, nothing more than a car accident or something. At that time, the news on the web was not developed, that is, the incident was generalized.

It turned out that my father never mentioned about my mother because of this...

I seem to understand my father's unsmiling and sullen, after all, he lost his lover.

I don't seem to hate my father anymore.

This home has always been too cold, and I still yearn for care that can't be called love.

I tried my best to get into the bioengineering of my father's university, just to let him see my efforts, just to let my father notice his pretty good daughter.

Until later, the end of the world, which only appeared in novels and film and television dramas, came. The students around me possessed legendary abilities one by one, and I could only seek self-protection with tools such as iron rods or fire axes.

I thought that at the end of the world, human beings would form a bond and help each other, but I was still too naive.

Until I was tied to bed by the most gentle-looking classmate on weekdays, I still couldn't believe that he would do such a despicable thing!

Just when I thought I was about to fall into the abyss, she appeared.

Chi Junluo, the woman with short black hair and light blue eyes, appeared like a god on the abyss where I was about to fall, and grabbed me.

If she wasn't the Zombie King, maybe everything would have changed, maybe she wouldn't have left.

I don't like to say the word death, it makes me feel more helpless than fear.

If she wasn't the zombie king, I would...be reduced to a slave to the abyss, and then a container for human experiments.

Chi Junluo, she saved me many times. If my father and mother gave me my first life, then Chi Junluo gave me countless rebirths.

It was rebirth, she let me see the true face of my father's selfishness, gave me the opportunity to know the truth about the car accident that year, let me see how much my father hated me, and how much my mother loved me.

For so long in the last days, I boasted that I had seen countless tragedies in the world, and I felt sad for the suffering human beings. I wanted to use my talent and smart brain to save human beings from fire and water, but I never thought of getting to know her in the past.

Human beings are miserable, isn't Chi Junluo miserable?She is also a victim of this tragedy!

The instigator of the tragedy is his selfish father.

I hate zombies because they're ugly, disgusting, anti-social and shouldn't exist, but just thinking about it being made by my father makes me feel ashamed and sick to my stomach, to be honest I hate myself more, my father was involved in my birth , The birth of the zombie was also facilitated by the father. What is the difference between me and the zombie?It's all rubbish, useless products, rubbish that brings death to others.

Yes, I not only brought death to my mother, but also caused the zombie king Chi Junluo, who had managed to maintain his life under the persecution of the zombie virus, to lose his second life.

How hateful am I?

I saw that gentle girl, that incomparably powerful zombie king, personally injecting the "hope" potion I developed.

The wind was too strong that day, and I seemed to see pain and despair in her eyes. Just like the day we first met, she collapsed and lost control in mid-air. Until now, I don't understand what she went through, and I have no chance to understand.

The powerful zombie body composed of viruses disintegrated under the action of the medicine. When we got off the base wall and looked at it, she had only a black skeleton left.

Surrounded by the sighs of the researchers, the powerful zombie king's physical body has not been preserved, and has lost most of its research value.

I just stood there in a daze, I haven't recovered from the farewell a few minutes ago, she really left, left this world forever, there is no room for turning back.

It's okay to leave, but I think she may be living in pain, and I have been with her for a long time, but I didn't find any clues, I was too stupid.Chi Junluo, before leaving, the only request is for me to call her name, yes, probably the last person in this world who can remember her name is me.

In the eyes of others, she will always be the zombie king.

She is my elder sister Chi, Chi Junluo, and I will never forget her until I die.

Chi Junluo's departure originally gave me a big blow. The "hope" potion has been developed, and the era of zombies will eventually end, and I have no use for it. I don't know what to do, whether I am living with Chi Junluo's name go down, or...

Fortunately, I haven't forgotten Chi Junluo's last words in my confusion. There is a gift prepared by her in the caravan.

Standing up and leaving the skeletons surrounded by a bunch of scientific researchers, I saw an RV not far away. After opening the car door, I saw a pale and frail father who was sleeping, and...a beautiful man who looked a bit like myself woman.

The woman gently held the sleeping father's hand, her face was pale and hadn't seen the sun for many years.

Hearing the sound of the car door opening, she raised her head and tilted her head slightly, "Who are you?"

At that moment, my eye sockets suddenly became moist, and I understood the meaning of the gift Chi Jun dropped into his mouth.

"...Excuse me, are you Ms. Shu Mingqing?" I suppressed my sobs and began to confirm my identity.

Seeing the woman nodded hesitantly, I finally couldn't help but shed tears.

Chi Junluo, thank you very much.

Once again gave me the hope of surviving.

That day, the wind was very strong, and I took away Chi Junluo's left wrist bone. There was a golden pattern on that five-centimeter-long wrist bone. Somehow, this wrist bone attracted me, and told me, this pattern related to me.

With long red strings tied, I tied the carpus to my right wrist.

I told myself, Chi Junluo is still by my side.

The author has something to say: No.1 said it was written, I don’t know if everyone is used to it.

I love you Honger, thank you for the little angels who voted for me as the overlord or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels who cast [Mine]: 3 in the air; 2 in Ember Wings; 1 on the back of the moon and cold rain;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!