sunset escape

The touch on the back of Xiang Jiayun's hand lingered for a long time, as if it had been branded.

He dodged his eyes, shrank back, and muttered in a low voice: "Weird."

The strange thing is actually himself, emotionally a blank slate, no matter what color is painted on it, he doesn't adapt.You always have to slander a few words awkwardly before you get used to it.

He Chen didn't want to annoy him on purpose, so he accepted it as soon as he saw it, and returned to a serious tone: "How did you escape, and you suffered so many injuries."

Xiang Jiayun recalled the bursting scenes at the entrance of the university, and was a little afraid to speak.He carried more lives, and killed four more people, and the blood on his hands could not be washed clean.

What would Teacher He think of himself... But in any case, he wouldn't be a bloodthirsty violent person.

"I..." He faltered and made up an excuse, "They were besieged by zombies, and I escaped by myself."

It is true that love makes people cautious.He spurned himself in his heart, but he didn't dare to tell the truth.

He Chen's finger was on his forehead, calm as if he believed his words, but the question hit his heart directly: "If the injuries on your palm, abdomen and back were accidentally caused when you escaped, how about the injuries on your forehead? How did it hurt so badly?"

He couldn't make up a whole set of logical and self-consistent rhetoric in advance, his brain was running fast, but he also stuttered: "While driving... I accidentally hit a tree trunk again."

"Oh, so that's the case." Teacher He withdrew his finger and asked again, "Then why is there blood on the front of the car you drove back?"

After digging holes one by one and waiting for him to jump, Xiang Jiayun fell into the trap of talking skills, and the lies became bigger and bigger, and finally he couldn't hold back.

"That's because..." Because of hitting a zombie, the blood of the zombie splashed on the front of the car.

Xiang Jiayun instinctively wanted to quibble, but she couldn't say it anyway.

"Because you killed them yourself, right?" He Chen said softly.

He suddenly raised his head, never expecting Teacher He to expose it so directly.He did kill them himself, extremely decisive, and never wavered in the slightest.

He Chen brought him a bottle of water, "Don't lick your lips, they are all chapped, drink some water first."

This is Xiang Jiayun's little habit. When she is nervous, she can't help licking her lips. As a result, the more she licks, the more dry she becomes.

He took the bottle of water, raised his head and took a few sips, the tension in his heart seemed to be relieved a little.

"Have you ever received psychological intervention before? Or, have you ever been to a psychological counseling room in a university?" He Chen changed the subject and asked him abruptly.

He twisted the bottle cap and shook his head.

He Chen saw that his attention was diverted to curiosity, and then he said: "In normal society, if there are witnesses who witnessed the murder scene and are psychologically shadowed, they should receive psychological crisis intervention. Even for an ordinary person, regular psychological counseling is necessary."

Xiang Jiajun vaguely understood what Teacher He wanted to say, but just listened quietly.

"But there is no such condition in the doomsday. Everyone has tried everything to survive, and has no time to take care of mental health. What's more, the process of pursuing survival will cause great psychological damage, right?"

Teacher He asked gently at the end, he nodded and answered "yes" in a low voice.

But after that, the other party didn't speak anymore, just looked at him silently, understood Jiajun, lowered his head and said in a sullen voice: "So I should adapt as soon as possible, and I can't have too much psychological burden."

He Chen smiled, "Very clever. In fact, when you hammered down that zombie in the warehouse of the shopping mall, you already had a burden on your back, am I right? But from then on, your killings were all necessary, including A few people this time. And—”

The following words were not spoken for a long time, Xiang Jiajun raised his head and looked at the other party, "Don't be tricky, Mr. He."

"And losing to you is because they are not capable enough, and they are not lucky enough. This is the jungle of the jungle in the apocalypse."

He looked at He Chen's face like a law-abiding citizen, but felt that Mr. He's previous role as a teacher was just pretending.Being able to adapt to the environment in such a short period of time, leaving the role in the normal order and taking on the identity of a cold-blooded hunter, Teacher He's heart is too strong.

Xiang Jiayun was a little envious.

I am a person who relies on intuition, and reliance on intuition often means that he is usually not rational, will miss some things that can be deduced by logic, and is prone to fall into the vortex of emotions.

But He Chen won't.

It seems that He Chen is always rational and able to do a job with ease.

Xiang Jiayun's intuition sounded the alarm again, he suddenly approached, and asked seriously: "Why do you like me? Is this a result that can be deduced with reason?"

Teacher He was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he realized what he was thinking, and replied calmly: "No, it's just a loophole in my rationality that happened to be triggered by you."

He thought for a while before realizing that He Chen was talking about love.

Sure enough, this is the benefit of rationality, you can think of love words that don't repeat anytime, anywhere.I can't do it myself, as long as I get close to He Chen, my mind basically goes blank.

Xiang Jiayun sat back and quickly opened the car door, "I want to go out to get some air."

If he continued to stay here, he would either die in shame, or die in despair because of his inferior skills.

He Chen immediately put his hand on the doorknob, "I'll accompany you."

With a bang, he closed the car door again, "I'm not going out."

A short chuckle came from the side, and then Teacher He's voice sounded: "Aren't you wondering what I did when I went out that night?"

Xiang Jiajun picked up another bottle of water by himself, trying to cover up the fluctuations in his heart by drinking water, but he heard this question as soon as he unscrewed it.He froze for a moment, and his attention was easily diverted again.

"After all, it's the means of those people's voices to hit the west? Did you find anything unusual when you were watching the night?"

"Almost, I heard movement next to the car. I thought it was a passer-by who wanted to steal supplies, so I went down to have a look, but I was drawn further and further away." He Chen calmly described the scene of the night, but still felt guilty, " I shouldn't have acted on my own, sorry."

Xiang Jiayun couldn't help but widen his eyes.He remembered the apology he heard before falling asleep last night, and he was terrified.

He never thought about who was right or wrong between himself and He Chen, after all, those who tied him were the ones who were wrong.He was even a little thankful that he was the one who was kidnapped.

"What did you say, I'm sorry..." Xiang Jiayun murmured, finally couldn't bear the sticky atmosphere in the car, opened the door and jumped down.

He heard He Chen's exclamation from behind, and at the same time, his legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground, but luckily he grabbed the car door in time.

"Little bastard, don't you have a long memory?" Teacher He said quietly.

Xiang Jiayun just forgot about her physical condition and was careless for a while.After Mr. He's painstaking teaching today, he still made some improvements, turned his head very naturally, and smiled flatteringly: "Mr. He, come and help me, the little bastard can't walk anymore."

**

When He Chen set off from the unfinished building before, he made an appointment with Zhuang Fan and the others, and asked the three of them to wait in the unfinished building for three days.If you don't wait for Xiang Jiayun to come back within three days, then rush to City C.

Today happens to be the third day.

Xiang Jiajun told He Chen all the news he heard from Ren Kaiyun, and the two decided to find the address of the research institute first, and wait for Zhuang Fan and the two minors to come over.

Their luck was good or bad. Although they got that page of documents, the specific location was not clearly marked in it.It only roughly mentioned the approximate range, which is an area in the northern suburbs of City C.

The two of them waited for the noon sun to pass before setting out to cross the bridge across the river.

The area mentioned in the document is an old urban area, which has undergone secondary development, but the development has not been fully completed. The whole area is mixed with old and new. Two streets away from the newly built high-rise buildings may be urban villages.

Xiang Jiayun sat in the back seat as usual, and wrapped herself up tightly, not giving Sunshine a chance.He looked at the buildings along the way, one by one, feeling at a loss.

"Since this secret research institute is Minghe Pharmaceutical's retreat in the apocalypse, it must not be built openly on the side of the road, at least a layer of cover must be provided." He said slowly, and he had the right to analyze the situation for himself, " It may be the relatively simple cover of the research institute in City B, which uses drug research as a cover, or it may be more stringent protection, we can't find it like this."

He didn't speak loudly, but He Chen heard every word. The man cooperated with him and said, "Then where do you think they will build this secret base?"

Xiang Jiayun suddenly remembered the movie he had seen, and said with a smile, "Like the beehive building in Resident Evil? Go in from a big villa, and then take an underground train? Then we are dead, in case there are also an AI."

"How many zombie movies have you watched?" He Chen was amused by him, and said helplessly, "Thinking about messy things all day long."

He shook his head and said with extreme disapproval: "Don't underestimate the imagination of human beings. Look, isn't it partly fulfilled now?"

He was lying comfortably at home playing with his mobile phone more than ten days ago, and he never dared to think that there would really be a wave of zombies one day.

The author says:

I finally wrote to City C, friends, I have been waiting for this day for a long time.