Your Highness, zombies are coming

"There are two bedrooms in total, leading directly to the living room in the garden. This courtyard should be very beautiful if it is tidied up. Like this season, you can plant some cornflowers..." The girl with a sweet smile paused for a while, her client Staring at somewhere, there are only some broken fences, and the adjacent houses can be seen. This is an old building in the 80s and [-]s, and the privacy is not as high as modern people require.

"It's No. 72. I just sold the house last year. The buyer is a very nice gentleman who travels a lot." She said in a professional tone, and couldn't help but look at him. This is a very strange customer. He was probably in his early twenties, with a very delicate face and a pair of impressive purple pupils. He might be an upper-class man, and he didn't care much about the price, so he just designated the house on this street.

"You're right, nothing is more important than a good neighbor." The young man turned his head, and he smiled, looking much better than when he was cold-faced before, just like a magazine photo.

The girl on the side nodded. She didn't know what to say. This client must be too eye-catching. She thought that the other party always had a sad look, which belonged to the sunshine or the smile. A lingering temperament, and this quality can often attract women's sympathy.Maybe he just ended a relationship and wants to find a new environment or something... She pondered for a while and decided to recommend a few more lively places.

"Here it is," said the man.

"Are you sure? Sir, we have a few nice houses here."

"I can go through the formalities today." That Mr. Andrew said in a positive tone, he opened the front door, and two small figures were standing on the steps.

"Trick or treat!" said the two children, holding up the pumpkin buckets in their hands. They were all covered in rubber masks. A look of great anticipation.

Roman stood there puzzled. He didn't know about the festivals on Earth. After all, he had just returned from an era that was almost destroyed. Those things about death and despair were still lingering in his mind, and he could feel all the Everything is so peaceful and beautiful, compared with what he has experienced, it is like a fairy tale.But they never touched him, like the pages of a book.

The battle with Andresia didn't hurt him, but a certain part of the nerves did die, he thought, that's something the brain couldn't detect.

"Fortunately, I brought chocolates..." The girl at the side sent the two children away, and said helplessly, "Those media are advocating the end of the world, even Halloween will see a zombie parade."

"What is that?" Roman asked, he really didn't understand the entertainment methods of contemporary humans.

"It's just some jokes. People always find all kinds of reasons to play pranks." The lady who sold the house said, her voice was extremely gentle, like the singing of birds in the morning, and it was extraordinarily relaxing to listen to.

"What if...the end of the world is really coming?" The young man beside him said suddenly.

"That can't be too bad," the blond girl said with a smile, and she looked towards the street, where many people were walking their dogs, chatting, and starting a new day. "If everyone died, there would be no such thing as pain," she said softly, like a prophecy.

Roman was stunned for a while, he realized that was exactly the ending he wanted, that would never happen, no one would die, they had already left in his own memory, what could be better than this Woolen cloth?This era will continue to move forward, and he will be able to return to the future. As a price, he will always remember the pain that only he knows. Officer... he could never surrender to the past.

"You're well dressed today." He praised sincerely, the girl's cheeks flushed and she looked very lively.

It couldn't be better that he's still alive and everyone is still in this world.

Roman opened the curtains, and some light came into the room. Those thick velvets can always block the sun. They were replaced a month ago. The window was facing No. 72. A young man with dark hair opened the door. He just put on his coat at the door, and he seemed in a hurry. Roman spent a lot of effort not to look at the man's face again.

"He went to pick up Carol." Roman said, watching the off-road vehicle leave, then slowly returned to the sofa, opened a novel, these paper things always fascinated him, perhaps You can take some home with you.

"As long as you want, it's fine to bring one or two humans back." Azathos suggested. In the past one or two months, he has been extremely quiet, almost making his master wonder if he accidentally adjusted the Strange standby mode.

"Why? He's just a neighbor, and we only know each other's name." The young man turned a page and drew a mark on a tongue-twisting Latin.

"I know everything!" Zhinao finally couldn't hold back anymore. He said in that sad, family tone: "You still love him! Although I don't want to admit it at all, you miss a dead person, but His younger version is dangling in front of you, and you pretend you don't care at all... No one can really refuse you, Your Highness."

"That doesn't change anything, Azathoth." Roman said, the wind blew in and blew an open book from page to page, "We used to fight side by side, and he could risk his life to accompany me , will forgive me for my mistakes, we have argued and fought, he will call me an asshole when he is angry... this man is Issa Chris, yes, he is nine years ago, although he is still stubborn He seems to have his own opinion, but he doesn't know anything, he will never be able to understand those past events, his soul doesn't need me, and he doesn't have what I long for."

"The person I love still exists, in my memory, unique, something only I know, I always want to monopolize him, no one can share..." Those lights are too dazzling, Roman thought , he covered his eyes, some liquid slipped from the corner of his eyes.

"Look, I haven't achieved my goal." He whispered, the room was empty except for a row of sofas.

He waited for that moment, although the whole process required patience and deduction, he knew that Andresia's spaceship would arrive at the earth at the end of 2012, this is the data on the silver machine, but the initial coordinates were not marked on it, but Carol Will meet him - it sounds unbelievable, an 11-year-old child will become friends with a hundred-year-old Arthurian, fate always leaves a prank inadvertently.

So he had to stay here, like a real passer-by, without affecting the established history, in order to find Andresia.

But even nine years ago, Issa wasn't a hospitable, approachable guy, Roman laughed, and he took his time, getting to know him, having a little chat now and then—becoming a regular Friends, this will be much more convenient.

Even Azathoth didn't know how much effort he had to spend to stand in front of that person flawlessly.Roman reminded himself many times that his neighbor was just a stranger, a stranger with his most familiar face.He was younger, and the lines on his face were sharper, like a newly sharpened blade, but in fact, he was a shy guy, not very good at talking to strangers, so he had to cover everything up with silence.

Roman would occasionally make some small biscuits and send them over. The young man would take them carefully, as if he were dealing with some fragile items, and then stood at the door with some hesitation, as if he was thinking about the way to return the gift, so clumsy that Roman couldn't bear to watch. No, before the other person could figure out the invitation, he just left with a random excuse.

No matter at any time, the man named Isa will always attract him, and those things about the past have been gnawing at his nerves. In the war and politics that will end, when those things occupy his mind, Roman believes that everything will return to normal.

Carol appeared a day later. She was small, not yet mature, with long and dense eyelashes, and she was a little cuter than most little girls. Roman was silent, and he began to think about Andrecia, and Some of Issa's little-known quirks.

The boy was alive and kicking, and ran to the front yard of Roman's house twice in three days. There was a nest of newborn rabbits in the deepest bushes. He was very interested in those little ones, so he almost took them out of the nest Yes, for this matter, Issa told him many times, and then dragged his younger brother to apologize to the owner. Carol looked so wronged that he almost amused Roman. He liked this kind of life a little bit. , everyone is happy, busy with some trivial things.

Regarding the custody of a certain kid, Roman has already prepared everything. He entrusted an agency. It only takes a few months, and Carol will be packed and sent to the man's house. It doesn't sound too good. .

In winter, he and his neighbor brought back a pine tree and placed it in the middle of the yards of the two families, with some shiny decorations hung on it.Roman rejected the other party's proposal to spend Christmas together. He fabricated a girl who didn't exist, and emphasized that he was going to her house-even though he still had to stay at home and wait for the bait called Carol to fall The greatest villain of all time.

At noon on the 24th, the doorbell rang, and the black-haired young man stood at the door. After seeing Roman, he hardly jumped up for joy, at least Roman thought so, someone looked at him as if seeing him. A good firearm—that man's hobby has been the same for ten years.

"I just wanted to try it, but I didn't expect you to be at home." The neighbor said, he scratched his hair a little awkwardly, and paused for a while before saying: "Mr. Andrew, are you free? I want to give Carlo I'll make an apple pie..."

"It failed, right?" Roman said affirmatively, he always felt that he smelled something burning.

"I'm not good at doing these jobs." Another person said, his tone dry, and then he looked at Roman and said seriously: "Your achievements in this area are really too high."

This should be a compliment, Roman thought, inevitably, his heart swelled a little, and he readily agreed.

Issa’s house is also the simplest style, it may not have changed since he took over, but Carol’s things are everywhere, baseball bats, and some messy textbooks, from the carpet to the dining table .

Roman took out the ingredients and stirred them carefully. He was reluctant to enter this person's house, which would give him the illusion of lightness, as if they were living together, enjoying the good times after the disaster.So he kept staring at the dessert, concentrating on it and being meticulous - the owner was a little embarrassed, he made a cup of coffee and handed it to Roman.

"It's already in the oven, so there shouldn't be any accidents," the man comforted.

"If it's a Christmas present, it has to be perfect." Roman casually made up a reason, while looking around, there were a few photo albums on the coffee table, covered with dust, it seemed that someone had just moved them out from a corner, and it was almost invisible Clear face.

"Carol found these things again." Isa was a little helpless, and he was going to close the thing. There was a group photo inside, which was a couple and their child.

"That's my father." Issa said, pointing to the man in a suit and leather shoes, Roman looked over curiously, it was a very serious man, even though he was holding the beautiful girl on his arm, he just looked at it expressionlessly lens.

"No wonder Carol doesn't like the family." Roman said with emotion.

"They're not married." Issa said, and he put the old photo album into a side cabinet, and narrated in a flat tone: "They've known each other for a long time, maybe in high school, he was a law student She was a top student, and finally entered the House of Commons...until Carol was born, my mother didn't know he was married, she was always a gentle woman, she only scooped up a sum of compensation and left."

"I'm sorry," said Roman, who had speculated about another person's family, and it was worse than he could have imagined, but he no longer had the opportunity to be involved in his life.

Issa shook his head. He never said this old thing. It was not a glorious life experience. His biological father once came to the door. He pointed a gun at the other party and scared people away, but he didn't hate the relationship with Roman. It's not a good sign to share these things, they've only known each other for over a month.

"This snow is really heavy." The beautiful neighbor said that the snowflakes were floating around outside, dyeing the entire courtyard as a white canvas.

Issa stood up abruptly, and couldn't help cursing a few words: "Carol ran to a park in the suburbs. The bus will stop working in this kind of weather." He stood up, grabbed a coat, and hurriedly walked out.

"I can help or something." Roman said, and opened the door in the next second, and sat in the passenger seat.

"I don't mean to ruin your Christmas," said some worthy brother, sternly driving carefully—the snow was getting bigger and thicker, and there was a thick layer on both sides of the wipers, almost Couldn't see the road at twenty feet.

"I broke up with her." Roman said casually.

"That's not your fault, they're always moody..." The other person couldn't finish his sentence, the tire slipped to the left for a while, and he almost turned the steering wheel 180 degrees in the opposite direction before stabilizing.The snow outside the city was heavier, and the road conditions were so bad that the driver had to spend twelve minutes to drive on.

Roman looked out the window, it was so white that he couldn't see clearly, but he was sure that the guy he was waiting for was not far away.

They finally drove to the end of the bus station. There was no one there, and the direction facing them was a deserted playground. Those winds were like blades, blowing over people again and again. Issa's face was very bad. .

"We'll find him," Roman patted the other person on the shoulder, and he couldn't bear to look at the other person's frustrated look. "We can split up. You are in charge of the south, and I will go to the other side...don't thank me so much, the person hasn't been found yet."

Roman walked to the woods ahead, the snow could not stop him, his footsteps have been falling on the snow, the outer particle has detected the energy reaction, it is the signal of the space-time shuttle machine, the energy furnace of the machine is almost the same as before. Unseen, God knows who invented it, definitely not Andrecia, he doesn't have that ability yet.

"Carol," he called to the children in front of him, "your brother is here and he's very angry." The latter sentence was especially lethal. The boy opened his eyes wide, as if he was really frozen, "He's waiting for you at the merry-go-round," Roman said, watching some kid stumbling backwards.He stood in the open space behind the woods, where there was a thin piece of snow, which was completely different from the surrounding conditions. It was a spaceship with the stealth mode turned on.

"Now," he said softly, as if taking a heavy load off his shoulders. "Let's end it all." The blue particles exploded in an instant, and they landed right in front of the young man. In the void, a spaceship gradually appeared, and a man wrapped in a black robe stood there. That red hair was like flames, gorgeous and dangerous.

"You were also drawn into the wormhole?" The man raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise.

"Yes, but it's not the first time." Roman said, he didn't attack, and let those outer particles float in the air. They mixed with the snowflakes, and they seemed to have no threat at all. "I wanted to talk to you," said the blond youth, with a certain tired look on his face, as if he had traveled a long distance.

"It's been a long time since I broke up with you!" Andrecia said, gnashing his teeth and glaring at Roman: "Ever since you left me in that damn Orion Nebula."

"At that time, the Pope surrounded the entire planet, and only spaceships with permits could enter and leave..." Roman walked a few steps, and when most of the anger was spent by time, he was finally able to look directly at a certain guy. "One thing you don't know is that they sent a test ship with a brainwave monitoring machine on it, and you can't go through that track."

The biological waves of the Arthurian people are so peculiar that they are as conspicuous as the peaks in the plain among the human beings.

"Do you think I'm easy to cheat?" Andrecia sneered.

"Even if I tell you, what is the probability that you will believe me? I can't take that risk." Roman said with certainty, "You will hide in the cabin."

He didn't continue the matter, it was meaningless, he did send a group of fleets to destroy the siege, but he couldn't find the Arthurian, that alien was always very cunning, he never worried about him , He knew that Andrecia would ask him to settle accounts, but he never expected that in this form, he would be involved in the past and destroy the entire earth.

Now that he was back, and about to return to the Empire, in a way, nothing had happened, the earth was still spinning leisurely, and he couldn't even pass sentence on the future perpetrators.Because of the same person, he met Issa and lost him at the same time. He has no reason to blame Andrecia, because this is a refutation.

"I'm sorry," he said finally.

"You..." Andrecia's words were choked, he was sure that he heard correctly, the lack of conscience, the thick-skinned human being apologized, although he didn't expect this kind of thing at all - he had to abandon part of his body , Only left that ghostly place. In those past times, he really hated humans, yes, since then, but for the first time, he had the idea of ​​making all the bugs disappear in the cosmic dust.

He didn't want to forgive the other person at all, even though the person stood opposite sadly, even the usual annoying self-righteousness disappeared.Andrecia stared at the other person, the anger almost rushed out of his eyes, he walked up to that person, wanting to teach him a lesson, in a human way.Yes, with fists.

Roman didn't know whether the opponent threw him on purpose, or slipped and fell to the ground. He was not polite, grabbed the opponent's hand, and punched that guy in the chest. Andrecia's sense of balance was very bad, but The strength was still there, and for a moment, Roman felt his teeth trembling for a while.

Asatos couldn't bear to watch it any longer. Would it really be contagious if he stayed in the primitive society for a long time? It was too scary. He had to check the system himself, maybe he was infected with the virus of the 21st century.

Roman suppressed the other person, he tied the hands of the other person with outer particles, and then moved away from him. "I let you down a lot." He emphasized.

"The human body is too difficult to use." Andrecia struggled to sit up, some snow fell on him, and because of his body temperature, it didn't melt at all. "I won't forgive you, kid," he said.

"I don't expect this," Roman said, his hair was messy, his eyes were a little red, just like the most ordinary human being. "I just want you to go back to the future, that machine can only use one back and forth, doesn't it?"

Andrecia frowned, and he said with almost certainty: "You have been back once."

Roman didn't speak, he decided to bury the events of another time and space, no second person would know those events, "Andrecia..." He paused, his expression was extremely complicated, with doubts, anger, and ecstasy, All in all, it was so twisted that some Arthurian thought he was finally going to kill someone.

"You are a big liar." The young man dropped a sentence without beginning or end. It sounded extremely ridiculous. It was the kind of vocabulary that children often use when they quarrel. He ignored the alien who was still tied to the ground. Walking quickly towards the east, the outer particles fluctuated violently, as if encountering a hurricane.

Roman was panting, he hadn't been so excited for a long time, it seemed that something that had been blocked for two months broke out, he looked ahead, and there was a person standing next to the almost broken slide That, and he was wearing a gray uniform from the Columbine Pharmaceuticals factory years later, unremarkable in the snow.

The young man stared at it, as if he had encountered some miracle. For him, it was indeed a dreamy sight. He didn't even have the courage to blink. He was afraid that the other party was just an illusion in the snow, and it would disappear as long as the wind blows. exist.

"Issa?" he called uncertainly, his brain had gone crazy, and he sent over dozens of biological scan reports, all of which belonged to a certain man.

That person also looked at him, his face was a little pale, with a tinge of red on the tip of his nose, obviously he had been walking in the snow for a long time, his eyes were the most beautiful black, sharp, and traces of vicissitudes, almost It became an indelible part of his life.He stood there with a grin, and although he was never good at that, it made him look a little untouchable, just like Roman remembered.

"I knew you would be here." The man said, the snow fell on his eyelashes and melted into fine droplets, like the purest crystal.

"I..." Roman's voice was a little trembling, but at this moment, he was worried about gains and losses, and he didn't dare to touch the other person, as if someone would turn into snow and melt away. "I thought you were dead."

The young man was wearing a black fur collar coat, his blond hair was scattered on top, some snow was still stuck in the hair bundles, and his eyes were a little red. Issa almost thought he would see some traces of tears. He was about to say a word or two of comfort, Another person grabbed him and hugged him fiercely, so close that he almost had the illusion of suffocation.

"Are you trying to kill me?" Issa complained. The other person's temperature made him feel better. He kissed the other person's blond hair contentedly. He had just walked for half an hour, and the snow was too heavy. He had been forced to stop on the road, and he was very worried for a while, afraid that he would miss that time. Roman must think he was dead, and he couldn't imagine how uncomfortable that person would be.

"I just came out of the health care cabin. There are so many buttons. It took me two hours to open the door," Issa said. This matter, that psycho is quite good at revenge.

"How come, I'm afraid you're gone." Roman said softly, he closed his eyes, and rested his head on the man's neck. "See Carol?"

"He must still be scolded." Issa laughed, the little bastard was unwilling to make people worry, but he was relieved now, he realized the other party's intentions, and said with some clarity: "Carol It was very quiet when he left, as if he fell asleep... that is not your fault, he has been infected with the virus for a long time, it is those things that keep him 'alive'."

The other party's tone sounded very calm, but this person always does this, and will cover up the pain, as if nothing happened. Roman didn't continue this topic, he let go of his hand a little reluctantly, and stepped back. two steps.

He looked at Issa, and asked in the most cautious tone: "Do you want to leave with me? Going to the empire 2 years later, I know this decision is not easy..." The second half of the formal invitation The paragraph is gone, because the other party has already nodded.

"I promised you." And more than once, Issa thought, the young man always lacks a sense of security, and every time he has the posture that he can't wait to take him away.He patted the man on the shoulder, but the other party didn't seem to react, as if that was some kind of decision that would go to hell, Issa thought helplessly.

When he just woke up, Issa just walked back to the street in a daze, looking at the passing pedestrians, the noisy street, everything was so nostalgic, he stood for a long time, not knowing what he was going to do What—until thinking of Roman, he realized that the man was still there, and the fact cheered him up.

He had just experienced an unprecedented nightmare, but the whole world had forgotten it. It was a wonderful feeling, as if he had been forgotten by everyone. He couldn't leave those things behind and continue living here.Sometimes, you have to admit that your deepest fears can change, or restructure a person, for better or worse, but you can never go back.

More importantly, Roman will leave here. The thought of that young man will disappear forever makes him ache all over. He ran in the snow for almost half an hour, his limbs were numb from the cold, and he managed to reach this place. I have never felt so lucky to survive the apocalypse and find another person again.

He may never be able to refuse Roman, which is like a remonstrance engraved on the wheel of fortune.

The author has something to say: Aha, 8000, to be honest, I finished coding at home today, although it is a little late, it can be regarded as a happy reunion on the Lantern Festival xddd I am really touched here, because it is the first article Ending the article, I almost cried after writing the last sentence (hey), thank you for supporting me all the time, as a hard worker, I really couldn't finish it without you.

However, this is not the end. There is a 3-plus episode in the plan, telling a small (rou) story (wen), and the agreed 100 questions. Put your hands together.