This wave of zombies will not work [End Times]

Zou Fang suddenly remembered a memory, which was buried deep in his brain, something he had almost forgotten.

He was only a few years old at that time, and one day he was suddenly taken out by the nanny and came to a strange place.

There was a white room, many soldiers were walking around, many glassware were randomly placed on the table, white paper was scattered on the floor, and it was full of things he couldn't understand.

Zou Rui was talking with some people at that time, and the expressions on the faces of every adult were very serious, which made him wonder what happened.

He was led by his father's aides until he walked up to several children. There were boys and girls, and they seemed to be about the same age as him.

Zou Fang blinked and looked at the children in front of him. The little adjutant asked, "Zou Fang, look at these children, which one do you want to play with?"

Zou Fang looked back at him a little puzzled, and the little adjutant explained again, "These are children who used to live in the research institute. Now the research institute is going to be closed, so there is no way to arrange them for the time being. Which kid do you like, your father You can take him home with you."

Since most of the children in the research institute are orphans, it will take some time for them to go through the adoption procedures, and it is inconvenient to put them directly in the orphanage, so Shangfeng decided to send these children to some military officers' homes to take care of them for a while. .

Zou Rui has always been a bit arbitrary when it comes to raising Zou Fang, but this time, he is extraordinarily democratic.When asked which one he wanted to adopt, he and his adjutant said, "Let Zou Fang choose."

At that time, Zou Fang was extremely lonely. Recently, his mother was pregnant with a baby and was in poor health, so she didn't pay much attention to him or play with him.

He also hopes to find a little partner who can live with him.

The little Zou Fang straightened his back and walked in front of a row of children, his eyes swept over the faces of each child. The appearance of the little adult was very similar to Zou Rui's expression when reviewing the army.

This one looks too small, he doesn't want to carry a mop bottle.

This is a girl, if she cries at every turn, it will be too troublesome.

This... is too fat and too ugly, who wouldn't want to play with pretty kids?

Zou Fang shook his head again and again, and continued to watch as he walked.Then he suddenly saw a small figure sitting on the ground with his head buried.The child was blocked by other children just now, so Zou Fang didn't notice at all.

The other children were all standing, and there were a few who were eager to try, as if they hoped to be picked away as soon as possible. Only this child looked very different.

Zou Fang was a little unhappy, walked over, grabbed his hair, and forced the child to look up.

The child had been immersed in his own world before, but was suddenly disturbed and raised his head.

It was a small snow-white face with no expression, but it looked like it had just cried.His eye sockets were red and red, but his pupils were black and bright, and he curled up there like a little white rabbit.

Zou Fang's heart moved, he wondered if he was being bullied by other children, that's why he was sitting here sad.

"Let's take him!" Zou Fang couldn't help touching him while he was talking, and then pinched the child's cheek. The white and tender skin feels good to the touch, like smooth jade, and it feels soft when pinched. It's like pinching soft jelly.

Zou Fang felt that this was a great honor and favor. This child looks weak. If he takes him away, he will definitely protect him from being bullied by others.

The kid didn't appreciate it at all, his eyes moved suddenly, and he took his hand and bit it hard.

"Ah! Why are you biting?!" Zou Fang was completely unaware of this.

The little adjutant hurried forward and separated the two children.The nanny said softly: "Young master, choose another one. If this kid is disobedient, your parents will be unhappy later on."

Zou Fang shook his bitten hand angrily and stared at the child.The kid also looked at him, as if he was ready to pounce on him at any moment and fight him.

Zou Fang's body trembled. It was rare that he was not stubborn. He didn't dare to continue staring at him. He raised his head and looked around for a week. He picked out a little boy who was pleasing to the eye and said, "Then you, what's your name?"

The child was not wary of being pointed out, and took a step forward and said, "My name is Wei Lin."

"Then you come with me." Zou Fang said, "My aunt cooks delicious food, and I have a full set of dinosaur teams, and there are more than a dozen Ultraman, I can play with you."

The other children all cast envious eyes after hearing this.

After selecting the children, the nanny and the adjutant took them away. Zou Fang turned his head and glanced at the child sitting on the ground. Crying, or expressing apology for biting him, he might be able to beg his father to take one more child away.

But when Zou Fang turned his head, he saw the child standing there in a daze, watching them leave indifferently, without joy or anger, even as if he had no soul...

During the Qingming Festival, there was a lot of rain. Zou Fang stood in the cemetery with an umbrella in his hand. The raindrops fell and hit the umbrella, making a rustling sound.

He suddenly remembered these things. It turned out that it was the first time we met at that time...

Zou Fang didn't know what that person's world was burdened with at that time, and he didn't know if everything would have been different if he had insisted on choosing him.However, there is no if.

Zou Fang looked down. He knelt down and brushed off some dirt on the tombstone.He chose the location, this is the corner of the cemetery, clean.

After the worship, Zou Fang turned his head and saw a figure running from not far away. It was Zou Lang. He didn't hold an umbrella, so he ran over in the rain and called "Brother".

Zou Lang and Yujingtang first went to worship Yujingtang's mother, that woman was also buried by Zou Fang, and the tombstone was not far away.It was also in this cemetery that they discovered the zombified Mijingtang.

Zou Lang shook the raindrops on his clothes and rubbed them under the umbrella, saying, "The matter of Dr. Fang...sorry."

"En." Zou Fang didn't say much, and nodded in response.

They had made an appointment a long time ago, and after their worship, they would go to see their mother together.Walking to his mother's tombstone, Zou Fang put down the last bouquet of flowers in his hand.Only now did he know how great his mother's choice was.If the reagent hadn't been injected, the mother might not have died of weakness after giving birth, but in that case, the world would not be able to leave the key, and there would be no peace today.

After the worship was completed, the two brothers walked down the path of the cemetery together.

"Before... Dr. Fang's medicine for Jing Tang was almost finished, and it was quite effective. I don't know if he left the formula." Zou Lang said suddenly.

Zou Fang paused for a few seconds: "I know that medicine, I still have some over there, you can get it next time it's convenient for you."

Zou Lang instantly became happy, and said, "Thank you brother."

The two walked out along the cemetery, and saw Mijingtang waiting at the end of the road with an umbrella.Zou Lang saw him say goodbye to Zou Fang quickly, and ran away.

Zou Fang held on to the umbrella and continued walking alone. He suddenly stopped and stood in the rain. From this angle, he could see a tall building standing in a corner of the cemetery.

It was the recently erected Doomsday Memorial Tower. The entire tower is huge, 20 meters high, and stars are engraved on every angle of the tower. Every star represents a person who died in the Doomsday.

Too many people were buried in this cemetery, and too many people were buried in this last days.

Even if everything has passed, the memory of the living is still there.

Life, too, will go on.