This zombie looks different

Zhong Qiuchen's voice was behind the door, fearing that his act of tearing down the wall would hurt Zhong Qiuchen, so Mo Ansen hurriedly stopped tearing down the wall.

"How are you? Are you okay?" Mo Ansen put his hand on the door, wishing he could get in through the wall. The uneasy and anxious feeling in his heart became more and more intense, which drove him crazy and made him want to take out his heart.

"I'm fine, I'm not hurt." Zhong Qiuchen took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound normal.

"Then make room, and I'll open the door."

"No."

"Mid-Autumn Morning?"

Zhong Qiuchen rolled his eyes and looked at the piles of towels, bath towels, and pajamas that had been cleaned and bundled together in front of him, "...I was buried by the towels. This is the laundry room, and there are many towels, bath towels, etc. , I accidentally touched them when I just came in, and they all fell down."

Mo Ansen was dumbfounded, imagining the scene where Zhong Qiuchen was buried by a pile of towels, he couldn't laugh or cry, when did Zhong Qiuchen become so stupid?

Mo Ansen asked, "Are you really okay?"

"It's really fine." Zhong Qiuchen said, "Wait for me for a while, I'll remove the towel."

"Yeah." Mo Ansen let out a long breath, and he pressed his forehead against the door in front of him.

Knowing that Zhong Qiuchen was fine, his high-hanging heart slowly sank, which also gave him time to wonder why his heart was still anxious or even sour?

There is someone who is very important to him, who is afraid, anxious and uneasy.

Mo Ansen frowned, disliking this feeling very much.

This is not the first time he has this kind of inexplicable feeling, he also had this feeling when Zhong Qiuchen almost drowned in the river last time, but at that time, because all he was thinking about was Zhong Qiuchen, so he ignored it.

After that, he also had doubts, but because that feeling never appeared again, he didn't think about it any more.

He even thought it was his illusion, after all, he was frightened by Zhong Qiuchen at that time.

Now this feeling reappeared, and this time Mo Ansen was sure that it was not an illusion, and there were indeed emotions in his heart that did not belong to him.

Mo Ansen's face darkened, he didn't like this feeling very much.

If a person can't even control the thoughts and emotions in his heart, can he still be regarded as himself?Mo Ansen didn't like the feeling of being invaded and controlled by others very much.

And there is only one important person to him, there will always be only one, and it will only be this one.

"Zhong Qiuchen..." Mo Ansen softly called Zhong Qiuchen's name behind the door, he wanted to see Zhong Qiuchen right now, wanted to hug Zhong Qiuchen, hug him tightly.

"Ok?"

"Ok?"

"No……"

Zhong Qiuchen desperately pressed against the door panel, his mind was blank.

Zhong Qiuchen called Mo Ansen by his name, "Mo Ansen."

"Ok?"

"...What if, I mean, if, if I wasn't a zombie, what would you do?"

"Not a zombie?" Mo Ansen chuckled, "Isn't it better not to be a zombie?"

The strongest in the paradise, the representative of the survival rate, is regarded as a monster without changing his face, takes on the responsibility that does not belong to him to feed a bunch of children, faces zombies without changing his face, even if he is seriously injured, he will never forget the machine and the task...

He thought he was quite strong, but he might not be as strong as he thought. He couldn't imagine the days after Zhong Qiuchen really became irrational and couldn't even recognize him. He definitely couldn't last for a few days.

"That's not what I meant..." Zhong Qiuchen was dumb, Mo Ansen misunderstood his meaning.

"Ok?"

Zhong Qiuchen didn't know where to start, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I mean, if I become a monster more terrifying than zombies..."

Mo Ansen was startled, Zhong Qiuchen would have one or two outlandish ideas from time to time, he repeated, "A monster more terrifying than a zombie?"

"Hmm... just like the corpse king, even more terrifying than the corpse king."

"Then will you remember me?" Mo Ansen asked almost immediately. For him, this was the only thing he cared about.

Zhong Qiuchen was dumbfounded.

Thinking about it, Zhong Qiuchen said: "I will remember..."

"Then I like it." Mo Ansen replied without thinking.

It was only after the words came out that Mo Ansen realized that he seemed to have said something that shouldn't be said. In Zhong Qiuchen's opinion, it should be an unacceptable knot in his heart to become a zombie, but he said such things without authorization.

"That's not what I mean, I mean no matter what you become..." Before Mo Ansen could finish his anxious explanation, the door in front of him was opened.

Zhong Qiuchen stood behind the door, looking at him with red eyes, with an anxious and aggrieved expression.

Half of Mo Ansen's explanation came to an abrupt end. He took a big step forward and hugged Zhong Qiuchen.

Except for the towels in the innermost part of the room, there were signs of collapse, and there was no situation where Zhong Qiuchen said he was being pressed by the towels, but Mo Ansen didn't care anymore.

Hugging Zhong Qiuchen tightly, Mo Ansen's arms were so strong that he was afraid of strangling Zhong Qiuchen.

Being hugged, Zhong Qiuchen was a little dazed in maintaining the embraced posture, and Mo Ansen didn't care about his eyes at all?Mo Ansen didn't even look him in the eye just now.

After a long while, it was not until Zhong Qiuchen's arm was strangled that his mind gradually became clear. He raised his hand to touch his eyes, but his hand could not see the color at all.

Zhong Qiuchen looked at the mirror beside him.

From his angle, he could only vaguely see the edge of the mirror, but his eyes in the mirror had already returned to black and white.

Zhong Qiuchen withdrew his gaze, he was a little dazed, and didn't know whether to continue the topic.

After a while, he said, "Is what you just said true? Even if I become a monster more terrifying than zombies in the future, you..."

"I will continue to like you." Mo Ansen finished speaking for Zhong Qiuchen.

Mo Ansen let go of Zhong Qiuchen and looked straight into Zhong Qiuchen's eyes.

He is not joking, no matter what Zhong Qiuchen becomes, his love is probably irretrievable, even if Zhong Qiuchen can remember him after becoming a monster more terrifying than zombies, it may still be a thing for him good thing.

Zhong Qiuchen was a little dazed, he finally mustered up the courage to open the door, he was ready to explain clearly, but his eyes recovered.

He thought that Mo Ansen would definitely mind, he thought that Mo Ansen would be scared if he knew that he would become even scarier, but Mo Ansen didn't mind, he seemed quite happy?

Zhong Qiuchen sniffed, and looked at Mo Ansen with red eyes in a daze.

This is different from what he thought.

When Mo Ansen saw Zhong Qiuchen like this, he instinctively held his breath and his pupils shrank.

Mo Ansen touched Zhong Qiuchen's head, and then touched it again. He was a little addicted, so he hurriedly touched it again while Zhong Qiuchen still looked stupid with red eyes.

"Where did you come up with so many weird ideas?" Mo Ansen was so amused that his heart ached, so Zhong Qiuchen locked himself in the room because he scared himself.

Zhong Qiuchen is so stupid, so cute.

"It's not a weird idea..."

"Okay, you're not delusional."

"It's true." Zhong Qiuchen looked up.

"Okay, one day you will become a monster scarier than zombies, the kind with six hands." Mo Ansen said with a serious face, let Zhong Qiuchen do whatever he says, lest Zhong Qiuchen get angry again later If he locked himself up, he would feel distressed if he really wanted to do that.

In mid-autumn morning, six hands?spider?Ugly.

In Mo Ansen's mind, is he that ugly?

Mo Ansen is ugly, Mo Ansen is ugly, eight-handed ugly!

"What if, I mean if, what if I'm the culprit who turned everything into this way and made the end come?" Zhong Qiuchen looked serious, and he wasn't joking with Mo Ansen.

Mo Ansen's face became weird, "But you're not..."

"What if I were?"

Mo Ansen's face became more and more weird, "You are not, I can be sure of that."

"How can you be sure?"

"I can." Mo Ansen didn't want to continue this topic, he pulled the bucket next to him and took Zhong Qiuchen to the door.

After Zhong Qiuchen took two steps, he refused to go any further, he stopped stubbornly, and looked up, he wanted an answer, "If one day you meet the culprit who caused all this, what would you do?"

Mo Ansen pulled Zhong Qiuchen to go out, but Zhong Qiuchen was unwilling to take another step forward.

Unable to stop Zhong Qiuchen from continuing, Mo Ansen could only stop and turn around.

When he turned his head again, there was no smile on Mo Ansen's face, his eyes were dark, and there was a pure murderous intent that Zhong Qiuchen had never seen before, which made him tremble with fear.Underneath the killing intent was a hatred so strong that Zhong Qiuchen couldn't breathe.

Mo Ansen opened his mouth and said sentence by sentence: "I will kill him, cut him into pieces, and smash his bones into ashes."

Because that person is his parents, that is him.