Idol's Doomsday Survival Guide

After leaving the ecological institute according to the instructions, they wandered aimlessly in Area C until evening.

With more than two hours before curfew, they found themselves in the middle of nowhere.The style of the building is very old, there are rust spots and oil stains on the water pipes, and there is a bad smell from the boxes not far away.

There are people coming and going here, full of an ancient profession, full of strange lips and thighs, and also full of strange desires.

The floor-to-ceiling glass clearly reflected those people kissing each other, they overlapped, they were affectionate, and there were also dancers circling around a steel pipe, and the people below coaxed, pushing the atmosphere of the audience to the peak.

The magic ball lights turn the stage, interior, seats, and bar into any color, and people's bodies are twisted like thirsty water and sweaty.

——Paradise Island

a bar.

Zou Tu looked up at the purple and blue neon lights switching back and forth, and at the woman guarding the door who came up to hook his wrist, and immediately took half a step behind Ji Nanze.

"Do not touch me."

Ji Nanze seemed to find his reaction a little ridiculous.

"Would you like to drink some wine?" He refused the woman to come forward, and smiled politely at her, "Yusuke told me in private. I hope there is no place to buy wine in Hong Kong. If you really want to drink something cheap Things have to come here."

Zou Tu frowned: "This kind of place? Avoid it."

"Where do you want to go? Do you want to go home."

"Think." He looked at Ji Nanze, cautiously, "If you don't go back now...it's okay, is the senior still angry with me?"

He turned his head back.

"No."

"You just have it." He bit his lips tightly, "I will never say that kind of thing again, really not."

"...Hey, let me have a few drinks, my right eyelid is twitching." Ji Nanze rubbed his temples and sighed, "Stop talking about it, okay?"

When the spicy alcohol moistened the tongue coating and mucous membranes, he felt his entire throat was ignited, and he knew why people would choose this place to have fun, or drink away their sorrows.Something always has its truth.

Now, those deafening noises and frenetic, public behavior are revealing to him.

The fire hidden under the skin, deep in the flesh, in the beating pit of the heart.

He looked at Zou Tu with moist eyes, and after a few glasses of tequila, his cheeks flushed, and he felt faintly tired.

"Would you like to try it?" He pushed his glass over, and the gin pooled a layer of sediment at the bottom.

"No, I want to sleep."

Zou Tu lay on the table, reluctantly looking at the glass of wine delivered to him.

When his eyes drifted drowsily to Ji Nanze, he became extra excited and soft again.

"Are you still angry?"

"I said, don't ask this question again."

"If I drink it, will the senior still be angry with me?"

He put one hand on his face, leaving red fingerprints immediately.

Looking at his drunken appearance, Ji Nanze couldn't help laughing.

"see your performance."

"I drink."

He snatched the wine in front of him and drank it down.

"Are you still mad at me?"

"A little."

He turned his head and snapped his fingers to the waiter: "One more drink."

The waiter filled him up immediately.

Zou Tu swirled the wine, closed his eyes and covered his head, and drank it all.

He wiped off the liquid around his mouth, and his body was a little overwhelmed.He lay limply on the bar, his legs swaying back and forth as if happy.

"Don't drink too much." Ji Nanze couldn't help reminding him, "Alcohol metabolism is very slow."

"It's more important than anything else for you to forgive me." He blinked and couldn't help making some flattering nasal sounds, "Senior, are you still angry now?"

"Only a little."

"I still want to drink." He didn't have the strength to get up, so he bent his knuckles and knocked on the table.

The waiter also attended to his needs immediately.

When he finished drinking the glass of wine in hand, he was choked and coughed.

"Ahem...are you still angry?"

"Let me think... a little bit."

Zou Tu looked at him at a loss: "Then what should I do?"

"Let me think."

"it is good."

He put a coat on the unconscious Zou Tu and said, "Tell me the truth."

"Okay... I will listen to you..."

"Can you remember how many times you've been hurt? From when we met at school until now."

Zou Tu blinked: "At Nanshan Street..."

"The first time, it was on the bustling street. Your head was broken. At that time, I really thought you were dying. You had a fever and you were talking nonsense that I couldn't understand. At that time, I didn't know your There is a price for the wound to heal so quickly." Ji Nanze didn't look at him, ordered another glass of wine, and drank it silently, "The second time, in the pedestrian street. You were bitten badly by the zombies, I fought my life I wanted to save you, but I didn't think about anything at that time. I only knew that you were dying, and I only knew that there was no one around you at that time."

His voice began to tremble: "You saved my life. From then on, I made up my mind that I will never let you die alone."

"When you were in the underground lair, how many injuries did you have, did you count them?"

Zou Tu lowered his head and swallowed.

He couldn't answer.

Ji Nanze drew a number with his fingers.

"Seven times?"

"That's just the lowest number. As far as I know. How many times do you have now?"

Zou Tu looked at him hesitantly.

"tell me."

"...eleven times."

Ji Nanze didn't look at him again, but turned his head away, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"You see, I remember everything," he said, "but you don't even remember how many wounds you have suffered. You have completely forgotten. Those are the wounds left on your body, but you don't remember them as clearly as I do. You If you don't even like yourself, how can you say you like me?"

"No, I'm not... I don't mean that."

"Zou Tu."

"What, what's wrong?"

He looked deeply into his eyes and asked, "Do you like me?"

"I like it." Zou Tu nodded emphatically, "I like it. I like it. Senior, I like you."

"Why so many voices?"

"Because...because 'I love you so much' is so long, I'll bite my tongue."

"Really?"

He nodded desperately, but his eyelids drooped several times: "Really, I'm drunk. I really want to sleep."

His chin was pinched by his fingers, and Ji Nanze's pupils were close at hand.

They stared at each other quietly in the strange lights.

"Let me see."

"See what?"

"Look how you're going to bite your tongue..."

Breathe.

crush.

eyelash.

touch.

skin.

Nibble lightly.

kiss.

Burning like fire.

***

After the kiss, Zou Tu fell asleep in a daze.

Ji Nanze sat in his original position, while refusing to strike up a conversation with others, while thinking about the next thing.

On the one hand, Patient Zero is indeed a major disaster that must be dealt with, and he will become more powerful as time goes on. Obviously, they cannot escape You Guohao's help for the time being.But on the other hand, he doesn't want to cooperate with You Guohao, Gu Changfeng is a lesson from the past.

Even now, Hai Sen's psychological state is still not optimistic.

He swirled the glass absently, but didn't take a sip.

"Not suitable?" A slender hand stretched out in front of him, and his hand was full of gemstone rings of different colors.The man in a suit and leather shoes opened the seat next to him, "I invite you."

"Sorry, I have company."

"It's okay, you're not my type."

The other party shook the wine in the glass with a smile, and looked at Zou Tu who was beside him.

"He looks drunk. Can you take him back alone?"

Ji Nanze couldn't help raising his head to pay attention to the other party.

It's Director Luo.

The other party squinted, like an arrogant and disrespectful cat.

"Why did you come to such a place?"

He took off his glasses, folded the corners, and put them on the table: "I just came to remind you."

"what?"

"Don't be too happy."

He crossed his fingers under his chin.

From the tense angle of his side face, Ji Nanze inexplicably felt a familiar chill that made his hair stand on end.

"What do you mean?" He wanted to leave immediately.

Director Luo suddenly pressed his hand.

He was so strong that it was difficult to break free for a while.

"Literally." He turned to Ji Nanze and smiled lowly, "It's great that Hong Kong has dispatched all its troops to the lair. Human beings are always attracted by superficial things, but they always underestimate their opponents in the chess game .You guess, where is their weakest and easiest place to attack?"

"what are you talking about."

How could he know what they were talking about in the conference room?

Ji Nanze's scalp was a little numb, and he tried his best to break free.

Director Luo's hands had almost no temperature, he felt very bad, and quite bad at that.

He didn't seem to mind Ji Nanze's strong resistance, and there was still a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"They thought I would sit still, that I would passively accept everything? Wrong, big mistake. Those poor, self-righteous fools." He bent his index finger, and the cold touch lightly brushed the scar on Ji Nanze's cheek, "They have never thought that their enemies have already infiltrated human beings like a plague, taking root in every detail of their lives and every need..."

"Patient Zero?!"

He reacted immediately, and goose bumps all over his body.Almost fell off the seat.

"Be quiet."

Director Luo firmly pressed the back of his hand.He seemed to be dissatisfied with Ji Nanze's reaction.

He opened his mouth threateningly, and a snow-white snake head protruded from the depths of his mouth. The snake was small in size with golden eyes.It was hissing at him, spitting out a blood-red letter.

"The human skull is a very warm place, soft and full of nutrients, but it still can't avoid the death of cells. Do you know why I came to you, Nanze? Do you know why I have to tell you so much?"

"—Because I'm going to crawl into your brain, I'm going to make a nest in it, I'm going to use your body to retrieve my beloved daughter. When you know everything, you're mentally prepared. You won't Screaming so it doesn't make some noise that I don't like."

He pinched Ji Nanze's chin with one hand, and almost completely suppressed his body with the other.

The white snake wriggled slowly, stretching its thin scales, with mucus from its nose and brain still sticking to them.It crawled out inch by inch from the nerve foramen deep in the ethmoid bone.As the snake's body and brain were completely separated, Director Luo's neck tilted to the side strangely, but the force of his injury did not relax at all.

He couldn't move, not at all.