Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

If a man can think calmly, he will firmly realize that the culprit of all this is Qing Yan.

He was not wrong, nor were his brothers, the culprit of all these tragedies was only Qing Yan.

But now the man's sense of self-blame is infinitely magnified by Qing Yan, and he subconsciously agrees with Qing Yan's accusation, and excuses himself according to Qing Yan's intention.

Unknowingly, Qing Yan's mistakes have been downplayed, and he has assumed all the responsibilities.

Under the circumstances of this kind of mental oppression, what Qing Yan seemed to say to excuse him, in fact, once again emphasized his behavior of abandoning his partner and fleeing, deepening the idea that he had made a mistake.

"You are not wrong, you just followed human instinct and left your companions behind."

Qingyan whispered in the man's ear, his deep voice was like a siren siren singing in the deep sea, with deadly tenderness.

Before the end of the world, Qing Yan majored in forensic science and took psychology as an elective, with excellent grades.

Just so that one day, if he can't control himself and kills someone close to Wei Mu, he can properly dispose of the body.

Otherwise, if he goes to prison, he won't be able to see Wei Mu.

Sure enough, the man collapsed again, holding the gun tightly in his arms, and muttered: "I am not wrong, I am not wrong..."

But why, only he survived?

He and these brothers have been together since the beginning of the end of the world, and they agreed to live and die together. Why was he the only one who survived?

Wouldn't it be a good ending if he didn't run away and fought with his companions to the last moment?

"Don't cry." Qing Yan sighed, and suppressed his malice, he looked like an ordinary man, extremely harmless, "If I were your companion, I wouldn't blame you."

These words completely broke the man's defenses. The man leaned against the wall in despair, trembling and crying, completely overwhelmed by guilt.

Qing Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, satisfied to see the man's emotions being mobilized by him, and he glanced out the window again.

The group of corpses was frantically looking for him outside, and several mutated zombies whizzed past the buildings, making shrill screams.

Looking sideways, he could faintly hear heavy and violent footsteps coming from the corridor outside.

Qing Yan's eyes fell on the muzzle of the gun in the man's hand, and then he looked at the weapons that Cong Chu Xiaoyi and the others were still carrying on his body.

Soon, the weapon was removed from the shoulder and placed in front of the man.

"I picked these up when I was passing by the roof. I thought you all had... Now that I have seen the original owner, let me exchange them all for you."

As soon as the man saw these weapons, his broken emotions suddenly found an outlet.

He aimed his gun at Qing Yan again, and said angrily, "It's you! If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't—"

"It's not me." Qing Yan opened his arms openly and said: "I have never touched any of your camps. It was you who attacked me first and pursued me. I was forced to fight back, which led to today's Such a situation."

Hearing this, the man was startled, and immediately retorted emotionally: "You are talking nonsense! We obviously found the weapons of our team members in your car!"

"I picked up those weapons." Qing Yan remained calm, talking nonsense with his eyes open.

The man naturally didn't believe it, and shouted even more annoyed: "Do you think I'm an idiot!"

"Who can prove this kind of thing? It depends on whether you believe it or not." Qing Yan nodded his knees and analyzed in a very methodical way: "If I wanted to hurt you, I would have done it long ago, and you know that How strong is the ability of an evolutionary?"

He paused, then pointed to the weapons on the ground and said, "But you see, I have returned these weapons to their original owners. Why do I need to chat with you here, and what else can I draw from you?"

Yes, Qing Yan is an evolutionary person, if he is malicious towards himself, why do he spend so much time talking to himself to explain himself?

The man lowered his eyes, a little shaken.

At this time, Qing Yan said again: "It's you, do you want to pass the responsibility to me so that you can feel better?"

When people face mistakes and blows, they will always subconsciously find ways to excuse themselves to make themselves feel better. This kind of behavior can be considered a negative behavior, but it can indeed make people feel better.

But this is based on a person with a firm will and a normal mind.

Looking at the man in front of him who desperately denied it, Qing Yan bent his eyes and chuckled silently.

Otherwise, for a broken person, this behavior of trying to excuse himself will only increase the sense of guilt.

Seeing that the situation was almost mature, Qing Yan took out a lighter from his body and threw it to the man, showing a disappointed and complicated expression at the same time, "I feel that I must tell you something, the bodies of your friends are still exposed on the rooftop, It's very pitiful not to be eaten by zombies.

"If you are really uncomfortable, instead of blaming me, why not send them off with a fire."

The man has been overwhelmed by self-blame, and now any method that can reduce his guilt will be grasped by him as a life-saving straw.

Hearing this, he was about to rush out almost immediately, but was stopped by Qing Yan.

Qing Yan said: "There are many zombies outside, it is very dangerous."

Danger?

The man didn't take it seriously, he didn't know that the zombies in the entire corpse city were gathering here.

In his opinion, dozens of zombies in this kind of high-rise building are considered too many.

As long as there are no mutant zombies, he is capable of dealing with ordinary zombies.

Seeing that the man was determined to go out, Qing Yan had no choice but to take off his blood-stained and torn shirt, wrapped the gun on the ground twice, and made it into a simple backpack.

"It will be more convenient for you to carry it like this." Qing Yan worried: "You are probably the only person alive besides me in this city of corpses. I don't want anything to happen to you."

The man was suddenly touched by Shang Qingyan's sincere gaze.

"After saying goodbye to my companions, I will come back alive." He clenched his fists and said earnestly, carried the gun wrapped in his strict clothes on his back, turned and left quickly.

Qing Yan closed the door, and then heard harsh gunshots from outside.

The gunshots became farther and farther away, and finally turned into a shrill scream.

"Bon voyage."

Qing Yan couldn't help but smile.

Although he is not a zombie, but from getting along with Wei Mu, it can be seen that the memory of a zombie is very short. Generally speaking, he can't remember what he looks like.

It's not normal for a group of zombies to surround him now.

What's more, some ordinary zombies have never seen him at all, and have never had contact with him.

The only explanation is how these zombies were guided.

Looking at the mutated zombies flying by from time to time outside the window, Qing Yan remembered that after Wei Mu ate the fruit, he would smell it every time he saw him, to make sure that he was not a food that could be bitten.