Your Highness, zombies are coming

Roman dug out some antiques that he thought were from the 21st century, and sat on the ground bored in every possible way—the reason was that he was grounded and ordered by Issa to stay in this small room of less than forty square meters, and he was I can't tell the truth, hey, nothing happened, I forgot to tell you, I will never be infected with the virus-you can imagine with your toes, how terrible the consequences will be.

Especially when the other party is willing to give up the best conditions for survival, just to accompany the companion who has half a foot in the coffin, Roman dare not say such a thing.

He once ordered the bombing of a satellite in the blink of an eye. That little thing had a 20.00% chance of going off course and crashing into the main star where humans live. No one is willing to take the risk that it doesn’t happen—the consequence is to face the parliament A group of furious old men yelled for three days. He could face the merciless verbal criticism of the empire, but he hesitated when facing Issa.

He thought about it for a while, and finally decided to lie down, like a real patient-so when Issa entered the room with the canned goods, he saw his companion lying on the mattress, and his body. , a knee-length pink blanket—this scene is damn funny, Issa thought, forgetting Roman's knack for messing things up at any time.

"What's the matter, are you dizzy?" Issa asked, he put his hand on the other's forehead, and quickly moved it away after confirming that it was all right.

Roman shook his head, and then, like a dying patient, he sat up with the strength of his hands. His complexion was a little pale, his eyes were also wandering, and his hair was draped softly on his cheeks, which seemed strange at first glance. stand up.

"How far is that base from us?" the young man asked, even speaking in a low voice, which made Issa quite uneasy, he almost wanted to rush into the hospital full of zombies, looking for a thermometer or something Take Roman's temperature.

"Sixty kilometers away, Kalia and the others should have arrived." This is probably something Isa has never done in his life. He is not good at picking out some comforting sentences. If he can , and will not let several girlfriends dump themselves directly.

"That sounds awesome. I mean, after you gave me a shot, it only took me a while to get there, but there's one thing I'm not sure about - there are too many humans in the base, and they It is enough to attract a large number of zombies, and the closer the distance, the larger the size of the zombie group, they are very good at living in groups." Roman said, as if he was telling his last words, his eyes were melancholy, with moist mist , There is an illusion that makes people mistakenly enter the end of the tragic story.

"I won't go there alone, so can you throw those meaningless, nonsensical hypotheses out of your head?" The man said coldly, he finally couldn't bear to show an idiot like a cancer family member Smiling, sharing memories of so-called family routines—experts who write that kind of tutorial must have never encountered a delusional patient, it just makes the patient more involved.

"You will always be with me?" The young man blinked his eyes and leaned his upper body forward a few inches, trying to read something from the other person's expression—even though the latter always had that frozen expression. "No matter what happened to me, or what wrong things I did." "Do you need me to repeat the marriage declaration to you? Dear." Issa cooperated and continued with a cold tone, and the only listener immediately shut up.

"But I thought the marriage declaration was a shared territory, property or something." Roman said in a low voice.

"Actually, rich people will stamp these things before they get married, and then pack everything away when they get divorced."

"It's so unfair, oh my god, how can there be such a treaty, the only thing that marriage can share is taken away." As if married on earth, the young man wailed, as if he had watched To the miserable future.

"Oh, you still have love," Issa said.

"You know, I was going to get married, but that doesn't include this kind of thing." Roman shook his head, and then he said in a businessman's tone: "When I sacrifice all future affairs, Throw yourself in my arms, I have to earn back something equivalent."

Those words sounded strange, as if young people didn’t need anything other than benefits in their lives. Issa said, “But you can’t guarantee that there will be no one who likes you in the future.”

"No one will really like me." Roman said in a very affirmative tone, he seemed unwilling to get entangled in this topic, frowning, and said to his companion with the authority of the attending doctor who was talking with him: " Being repented of marriage is really too painful, and I started to have a headache."

This time it was real, and the situation was not good, as he initially feared, Roman had a fever, lying in bed like a most commonly seen early infection patient, and then most likely ended up with billions of other people Same ending.

"This is the first time someone put a wet towel on my head." The patient lay restlessly, talking nonsense nonsense: "Do I need to get my whole body wet? There is a blanket here !"

However, after a while, Roman's excitement was exhausted. After all, he had never suffered from human ailments. Asathos was closed by him, and no one could deal with it all at once.The young man frowned and muttered in a low voice: "I don't feel well all over, it's hot and cold."

"You're sick, it's normal." Issa sat on the edge of the bed, speaking without a word, his face was terribly pale, and his palms were covered with sweat—in terms of how bad it was, he was almost no different from Roman. "My younger brother, Carol, likes to go swimming in the river, and he often comes home with a fever."

"It's amazing that he didn't just die like this." The one who fell on the bed expressed sincere admiration.

"At this time, you just need to sleep, and you will be fine the next day." Issa said, his head was lowered, his voice was trembling unnaturally, and the seriously ill patient beside him could not fail to hear it - just need to sleep It would be fine, if it turned into those things. The man's face was buried between his hands, and he picked the smallest caliber pistol, once that time came, it was enough for Roman to keep his most decent appearance.

Some transparent liquid appeared in the corner of Issa's eyes, and was quickly wiped off—this was indeed the best solution he could think of.If there was any way for him to be bitten by that crocodile instead of the young man, he would do it without hesitation—compared to dying by himself, waiting on the sidelines without a clue is like the worst joke , devouring his little hope little by little.

"But I feel very hot and can't sleep." The young man grabbed Isa's arm, sat up suddenly, and entangled him like a clingy pet, clingy and with a high body temperature.It's hard to imagine that he still has such great strength, he can force a person down on the bed, and at the same time stick to the other person's upper body, a pair of fiery hands just sticking to the man's neck, the temperature is almost like burning As if waking up, slowly wandering there, and then Isa heard the other party's satisfied sigh: "It's so cool, it's great."

The voice was deep and hoarse, but it seemed to be engraved in people's ears.

Issa raised his eyes and looked at the other party, those purple eyes were a little dark, with a sense of depth that made people fearful, some hair fell on Issa's face, it was cold and smooth, it was no different from a snake, the man even felt that he Being able to count those hairs - goodness knows why he's focused on such a weird idea.

Push Roman?He didn't have this plan yet, he just lay there, letting the other party cling to his body, the young man was covered in sweat, as if he had been picked up from the water, and the tip of his nose was directly facing Issa's On the bridge of the nose, the distance is too close, people can only hear their breathing and heartbeat.

"Can I borrow your body temperature? I like it very much." Roman said in that familiar aristocratic tone, as if he had to borrow it if he liked others, full of robber logic.

Before Issa had time to say, "Can this kind of thing be rented?", he was pressed firmly on the mattress. This thing that looked like it was from the last century was surprisingly soft, and the weight of two adults added Being together almost made Issa sink in, the young man who was pressing his shoulders raised his head, and the way he smiled was so beautiful that people were fascinated.

"I'm sorry, I will pay you for a suit next time." The patient with a severe fever said, and in the next moment, he tore off the strong camouflage suit, and it took only a second before and after, and the suit It was ripped apart along with Issa's shirt - the instigator stuck it back up again, and Issa could feel his hot, damp skin, suffocatingly hot.

Then he began to notice that something was wrong - even if Roman's clothes were some damn foreign particles, they couldn't be as soft and smooth as human skin. When Issa came back to his senses, the young man was already hugging him naked, Put your hands around his waist, and put your face on the man's shoulders at the same time—who came up with that rascal's one-button change of clothes design!Don't you give me any mental preparation?He doesn't want to comment on the degree of openness of people in the future.

Issa tried to push the young man away, but then he discovered that even when he was asleep, Roman's strength was still abnormal, it was no different from turning into a zombie in advance.

He could only slowly pull off the blanket and wrap the two of them together. The feeling of having no gap with others was uncomfortable, even suffocating—it is conceivable that as long as Roman becomes a zombie at this time, he It will be the first object of the other party to bite, just like a barbecue on the mouth, taste it at will-this is not the worst, it's just that there are two more zombies in the world who are hugging each other all the time.

Thinking of this, the man laughed instead. He cupped Roman's cheek and kissed it lightly.