Time flies, like running water.

In winter, heavy snow falls one after another, covering the whole city as if in a shell of ice and snow. The heavy snow completely sealed many buildings inside, and some underground passages and subsidences on the streets were also covered by ice and snow. People who don't know are very likely to accidentally step on the air and fall down when they pass by.

The city was peaceful, and most of the zombies were sleeping under the ice and snow. Even those zombies who fought against the team entering the city in the south of the city were mostly hidden under the ice and snow at this time, as if they were all trapped in the snow. deep sleep.

But these zombies are different from other zombies in T City. Most of them are buried around the urban area and on the only way to enter and leave the city. Once there is any vibration, they will immediately jump out of the ice and snow, or check the situation, or directly chase their prey. go.

In addition to these zombies that seem to be scattered around the city, there is another group of zombies that wander around in the city every day, never stop, and only fall into a "sleep" at night. Once the next day is light, unless it is snowing heavily, Otherwise, they will be busy after dawn and do not know what toss.

From the quiet neighborhood, to the streets near the neighborhood, and even beyond...

The footsteps of winter leave in a hurry, spring comes, and everything recovers. Ice and snow are disappearing and melting in warmer climates, and the weather is getting warmer and even hotter.

In early spring, those human bases also revived again, and the people inside began to plant germinated potato pieces and radish seeds in all the places where crops could be planted like last year. Work hard to start working hard for their one-year livelihood.

In the city and the wilderness, after a whole winter of baptism, some mutated creatures that could not survive died directly, becoming the nourishment of the earth and the rations of other creatures. The remaining creatures start their habitat and reproduction again, and start a new year of life on this barren land.

Summer is coming, the sun is shining brightly, and the heavy rain from time to time washes the whole world, bringing precious water resources to the surviving humans, mutant animals, and plants.

Humans resumed the days of farming at the base, occasionally going out to find resources, and hunting. But at this time, they found helplessly that the zombies became more difficult to deal with and their combat power became stronger. The territory of the mutated animals has also expanded, and many animals have begun to reproduce. The situation is much more difficult than last year.

What makes the survivors feel as if a big rock has been crushed in their hearts is that many small bases have not been able to get in touch after this winter, until after spring, and after entering summer...

Perhaps, those bases have completely fallen, or they have not been able to survive this winter, and all the people are dead.

Although occasional satellite photos can occasionally capture some missing small bases that seem to be still moving around, but the radio contact has never responded, and now it is impossible to send a helicopter to check the situation directly. Everyone can only treat it as those The people in the base have all been zombified to explain.

Autumn is approaching, but there are no normal plants in the outside world today to show that it has entered autumn. The survivors can only judge from the electronic calendar and changes in temperature. On this morning, as the sun rose slowly, the whole world became brighter.

In the quiet room, Wei Xuan lay quietly on the bed, beside Du Hang who was always by his side and rarely left.

"Plop, plop, plop..." From every hour of last winter, to now, this "sound" that can be heard by all the zombies in the entire community has become every few minutes.

Suddenly, when the morning light shone on Wei Xuan's face, a pair of eyes on that delicate wax figure-like face suddenly opened without any warning.

Wei Xuan felt that he had slept for a long time, a long time. His mind was in such a mess that he could barely remember what he was doing before going to sleep. I just feel a kind of sadness and unwillingness in my chest.

What is he unwilling to do? Is there anything I haven't been able to do urgently? What was it that made him so resentful before going to bed?

There were bursts of mushy feeling in his mind, and his eyes couldn't find the focus for a long time, until a familiar face and a pair of familiar and clear eyes appeared in front of him.

"... Du... Hang." He called out the person's name, but Wei Xuan was startled by his own voice, as if he had been asleep for a long time, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly make out the content of what he said.

He swallowed with some difficulty, and then Wei Xuan found out with some confusion—he didn't seem to feel how thirsty he was?

No, it's not that he's not thirsty at all, but he doesn't have the feeling of waking up with a dry mouth. I was just a little bit thirsty, and I knew clearly that I hadn't drank water for a long time, and my throat needed clear water to moisten my throat.

Blinking his eyes twice, the whole face seemed to be stiff. Wei Xuan slowly raised one of his hands, and before he had time to move it, or take it in front of him and look at the palm carefully, the familiar face in front of him was directly pressed down and leaned in front of him.

The gentle lips touched his own, the feeling was so familiar and nostalgic... as if it had been a long time since I had really touched it. But it seems that I can touch it every day and feel the tenderness every day.

Wei Xuan's lips moved, but suddenly he felt the lips that were tightly pressed against him open, and the other party's tongue came in.

The feeling of being close with each other's lips and tongue seems to make the heart that is also rigid in the chest beat a lot faster. Wei Xuan only felt that he was still in a state of rigidity at the beginning, but gradually, as the kiss deepened, penetrated, and stirred. He finally remembered what happened before going to bed...

He remembered that blizzard, which was so crazy that it seemed to be able to mess up the whole world.

He remembered the team, the gunshots he had seen in the ice and snow.

He remembered the zombies coming from the rear of the convoy, which gave him a feeling of fear.

He remembered the wound on his chest.

He even remembered the kiss he had "before going to bed".

He also remembered what it was that kept him thinking about before he died...

Putting the half-raised hand on Du Hang's cheek, stroking the familiar face of a familiar person, Wei Xuan whispered in that dry voice as if whispering: "Mutton... good Well, what I'm most worried about is actually that that kiss won't be able to infect me..." Although at the time I was the last one thinking about the smell of that sheep. But when he was drowsy, there was another faint worry in his heart. He was afraid that he would never wake up again after falling asleep, and what if the kiss would not infect him into a zombie?

Wait, so what the **** is going on now?

At this moment, Wei Xuan suddenly realized that his center of gravity had shifted again. He looked at his palm—it seemed no different from before going to bed. He lowered his head to look at his chest, but found that he was sleeping under the quilt as usual, pulled some quilts away, and was a little surprised to find that his upper body was naked, and there was no scar on his chest.

I pressed it hard and it didn't hurt.

"Has the wound healed?" Thinking of the injury I suffered in the early days of the end of the world, although the healing speed was also very fast, it took a long time for the wound to become completely invisible. So how long did you sleep for?

Wait, what is the situation now? Why didn't he die after being shot in the chest? Ah no, is it because I didn't become a zombie?

At this moment, the hand pressing on the chest felt his heart beating.

Wei Xuan was a little confused but heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help muttering again: "This didn't turn into a zombie... Wait, heartbeat..." As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but straighten up.

In the past, he didn't feel his heartbeat frequency decrease, that's because although the heartbeat speed slowed down, he couldn't judge his own heartbeat frequency without serious counting. But now, the palm has been pressed to the chest for a long time, why is there nothing else except the beating just now?

Can talk, swallow saliva, have a sense of touch, and can breathe... Is it like this after becoming a zombie? No, no, what happened to the beating in the chest just now? ?

Just as he was wondering, the vibration from under his palm reminded Wei Xuan again—his heart was still beating!

Remembering that mobile phones usually carry heartbeat measurement software, Wei Xuan struggled to sit up from the bed, trying to find his mobile phone from the bedside, but found that there was nothing there, and the bed, bedside table, lamp, floor, and even his own sleeping area were all empty. There is a layer of deep or light dust on the bedding.

Wei Xuan looked at all this in confusion, then turned his head to look at Du Hang who had been obediently by his side all the time: "Du Hang, how long have I been asleep?"

Du Hang, who hadn't reacted since he woke up except to come over to kiss him, also looked at him quietly at this time, seeing him ask himself, Du Hang didn't tell him the exact time in a very surprising way, nor did he tell him the exact time like before. It generally gives him a confused breath.

Du Hang raised both hands, and grabbed the fingers of his left hand one by one with his right hand: "One, two, three...three meals."

"...Ah?" Wei Xuan can't be blamed for being confused, it's really... First, Du Hang's vocabulary has increased. Second, the unit of measurement he used to explain is too...too unreadable for Wei Xuan, who is currently in an unclear state.

What is three food? Or did Du Hang only eat three meals after he went to bed? But Wei Xuan remembered that when he was awake, he fed Du Hang three times a day. Could it be that he only slept for a day? Can all gunshot wounds heal within a day? ?

Wei Xuan took a deep breath, and when he was about to say something more, he suddenly "heard" something—it was a voice that he couldn't "hear" when he just woke up and when his mind was dizzy, and it became very clear now—" wake up, wake up, wake up..."