zombie log

In fact, the night is not too cold.

But because of the approaching rainstorm, there was a strong wind on the small street.

A slender figure appeared at the corner of the small street, a pair of round thick black glasses above the nose covered most of his face.The hair also hangs down to the edge of the eyes like a door curtain, and the collar of the windbreaker is sometimes blown away by the wind, revealing the abnormally pale cheeks and sharp chin underneath.

He walked slowly, stiffly, as if tired.

Before the heavy rain fell, he turned into the slow terrace of an old residential building and climbed up slowly one step at a time.He stayed in the corridor for a while, the wind blowing his clothes, waving like a torn flag, and before the rain fell, he knocked on a door on the third floor.

An elderly woman opened the door.

"Mother……"

Five minutes later he rushed into the heavy rain.Although his movements were stiff, he walked along the street without stopping.The rain that quickly accumulated on the street splashed under his feet.

He didn't hide from the rain.It's as if you can't feel the rain.

The rain washed his face and body, making his appearance gradually horrific—hair hung like weeds on both sides of his face, and the rain blocked his vision.He took off his glasses, revealing two black hole-like shocking eyes, his face after being washed by the rain, revealing his true blue-gray and slack face.

There is no one on the street during the rainstorm, and no one will not take shelter in this situation.It seems that no one will pay attention to him.

As he passed the corner of the street, a bolt of lightning struck.Light up his appearance.

"Ah!" an exclamation.

A woman stood in front of him, and the umbrella fell to the ground.The cry startled him, and he turned his head to look, black hole-like eyes protruding from the gaps in his hair.

The woman clutched her chest and stepped back. He stretched out his hand, as if trying to grab her, but his movements were so slow.A car passed by and knocked down the woman who retreated to the middle of the road...

The car didn't stop, but accelerated and disappeared on the other side of the side street.

No one in the storm noticed such a tragedy.He knelt down and looked at the woman on the ground. She was still staring, her expression frightened, and the blood gushing from the corner of her mouth made her face become as terrifying as his.At that moment, he had thought that he might get another of his kind.But the woman was really dead.He picked up her handbag and walked on slowly...

****************

November [-], heavy rain

I don't want to write anything down about today...

I'm back where I was born...

If I don't remember it, I will forget about today...

******************************************

Three months later.

"There are a lot of handsome guys here to see." The girl at the counter said.This is the gymnasium of City A High School. "Why are you only staring at one?"

The person who was asked was a girl with a sad face. "Look, why does that man walk so slowly? Is there something wrong?"

"Your leg is broken. I heard that it is an equipment engineer invited by the gym and the administrator of the storage area. In fact, it is the handyman of the gym. I heard that it is Teacher Xiao's classmate."

"Teacher Xiao's classmate? How is that possible? He looks at least ten years younger. Oh no. I mean, is he an uncle? Why do you still have to dress up like this? It's so unorthodox, it's obviously a student who pretends to be cool... ..."

The girl stopped talking, realizing that her words were too excited, and it was also because the person who was pretending to be cool in her eyes had already walked towards them.

His movements were slow and stiff.He was wearing a long coat, and his slender figure was like a puppet on a string.He picked up a stack of towels on the edge of the counter.turn around.

"Bei Xinmiao?" A voice came from the other side of the counter.Teacher Xiao from the gym came this way. "Don't leave after get off work, I contacted a few old classmates from the past today to get together."

The hanging string puppet was expressionless.The two girls are winking at each other from behind, what a cool guy!

"That's it. See you tonight."

The marionette carried the stack of towels to the counter in the storage area, walked around a row of lockers and sat in a chair behind the counter.Apparently this is where he works.

Students came and went one after another.A handsome boy appeared outside the counter.He piled his big backpack in front of the hanging marionette, then took off his coat and piled it on top of the backpack, suddenly remembered something, took the coat over again, took off the black filial belt, and tied it on his arm.

The hanging marionette looked at him expressionlessly through the glasses. "Fitness card." He spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, as if he had rubbed sand into it.

The boy glanced at him, took a card from his pants pocket, and showed him.

Tang Guan.The name on the fitness card flashed before the marionette's eyes.

The boy pocketed the card.Glancing at the people at the counter, his melancholy brows were furrowed even tighter.

"Why haven't I seen you before? New here?" the boy asked. "I come to the gym every day. Today is your first day at work. How do you call it?"

"Bei... Xinmiao."

Tang Guan froze for a moment.Both first and last names are rare.There are at least two characters in this name that he didn't know how to write for a while.

"Xin? Miao? Is there any meaning?"

The boy looked at the pale face and the big black-rimmed glasses.One side of his mouth slowly raised, teasing and slightly sarcastic. "What a heartbreaking name."

Bei Xinmiao's eyes stayed on the black sash on the boy's arm for a long time.

Tang Guan glanced at the filial piety belt on his arm, took a towel and a bottle of water and walked towards the nearby fitness machine, talking loudly. "My mother died three months ago!"