Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

To be honest, in the previous 20 years, I never thought that one day I would lie in the same bed with a man I have just met. What makes people laugh even more is that we have been in the same bed for so long. , It turned out that nothing really happened.

Chen Ming sleeps like a dead person. He looks like a dead person when he lay down. He doesn't even flex and stretch the unconscious joints in his sleep.

"What's the matter?" Chen Ming still closed his eyes.

After thinking about it for a while, I said, "Thank you for what happened yesterday. If you are thrown out of the yard, I really don't know what to do."

Chen Ming paused and opened his eyes: "I'm really afraid of being thrown out, so I won't cause trouble."

"It's not that I want to cause trouble, but their attitude is so bad that it makes people unable to bear it."

He turned his head and glanced at me, Chen Ming's expression remained unchanged: "Compared with you, they have the ability not to give a good face. Only the strong have the right to speak."

The conversation with Chen Ming ended in unhappiness. Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that our large group of people is indeed a big drag for Hu Yongqiang and others.

In addition to Zhang's son and daughter, we only brought three children.

When I slept until noon, Chen Ming called me to get up and go back to my mother for dinner.

When I was wearing clothes, I noticed that Chen Ming’s wrist was covered with a string of wooden beads. They were not like Buddhist beads, but they were connected. Each of them had a different shape.

Wrapped in a scarf, Chen Ming turned his head and stared at the room we were in for a long time when I went out. He turned around and said, "Let's go."

At lunch, my grandmother talked about the dawn of sleeping in the house: "This kid doesn't know what's going on. He doesn't say a word all morning. He just doesn't say anything to eat. Is it stimulated by something?"

"Grandma, don't you need to talk about it? He almost died with an obvious man-made stab wound outside. He must have experienced something unbearable to look back." Lin Wei said while feeding Nono.

No matter what, we still have to live in the same way, washing, cooking, cleaning and sanitation every day, day after day, we gradually become more and more boring.

I was still responsible for the cleaning of Pan Zi's house, probably seeing that I was dying, he made two cups of tea and asked me to come and sit down.

Holding a glass of water, letting the heat reach under his nose, Pan Zi smiled and said, "Seeing you in the past two days without much energy, what's wrong? Still angry about the last time?"

Glancing at him: "Am I such a stingy person? I forgot..."

"Then what's wrong with you?"

He sighed: "I don't know how to say it, I just think it, this life is too plain, and it has no meaning at all. Sometimes it feels that it is not the end of the world, but it is back to the old days and was sold into a big family. As a maid, you will never see the feeling of being free forever."

Pan Zi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he laughed: "Isn't it okay to be calm? Otherwise, is it exciting to let you go out every day and risk being bitten off fast meat at any time?"

I waved my hand: "You don't understand what I mean. These days, I always feel bored. I work, eat, and sleep every day, and I almost feel sick."

Pan Zi put away his smile: "Or maybe...is it the tranquility before the storm?"

"What?" I looked at him,

"It's okay, you don't feel in the mood to see you, don't clean it, go back to your home Chen Ming."

I'm familiar with Pan Zi. I won't be polite to him at all. As soon as he finished saying that, don’t clean up, I shook off the mop in my hand, turned and strode out of the house, leaving Pan Zi in. Behind him joked: "You really take this sentence seriously."

Shuguang was able to eat something, but he still didn't want to talk. When I got home, my grandma was feeding him some porridge. When I came into the house, my grandma was busy and said, "You are silent, you are back. This kid just asked me what kind of shelter. I don’t understand your mother either. Come over and explain to him."

Upon hearing this, I walked to the bed and sat down and asked Shuguang, "What did you want to know? Just tell me."

He tilted his head, and for the first time in a few days there was a glimmer of expectation and light in his eyes: "Where is the nearest shelter here?"

Hearing this, I was stunned: "Sanctuary? What kind of sanctuary?"

"You don't know?" Suguang seemed to be a little excited: "A shelter set up by the government? You don't know? A wide range of shelters, a place for survivors, don't you know?

I was a little startled: "...I really don't know where the shelter you are talking about is."

"You haven't watched TV?"

I shook my head: "We have been trapped since the eruption of the walking dead, and we have not watched TV."

"..." Shuguang fell silent again, and asked after a long time: "Have you ever met a motorcade with a group of men and women passing by with a child?"

"No, I haven't seen it. Why? Who are you?"

He thought he wouldn't care about me, but he nodded: "Yes...my family. I'm separated from them."

"The Chen Yang you called is your wife?"

Shuguang was startled, then nodded: "Yes, my wife."

Now I don’t know how to speak. In this world of walking corpses, without communication, and inaccessible to each other, once they are separated, they may not be able to meet again in this life.

Even the originally determined route is likely to be impacted by the sudden appearance of the walking corpses on the road and have to change lanes temporarily.

Thinking of this, I asked Shuguang: "Do you have an agreed destination?"

Shuguang shook his head after thinking about it for a while.

Although the news received significantly reduced Shuguang's mood, but at this meeting, he was willing to speak, so I simply continued to ask: "Can you tell us what you did before?"

Upon hearing this, Shuguang looked at me: "Your questioning voice is really like Chen Yang." After a pause, he said, "I am a doctor. I should say that I am a semi-finished doctor who has not graduated from medical school." Hua Gang After speaking, he seemed to have seen something, and looked towards the door, his eyes staring like bull's eyes for an instant.

I was stunned, following his gaze towards the door, I was surprised to find that Chen Ming would be standing in front of the door. He noticed that our two eyes were stunned, and then he spoke to grandma: " The rice is going to be battered."

Hearing this, my grandma gave me an ah, and ran towards the kitchen as soon as she gave me the bowl in her hand.

Chen Ming glanced at both of us, and just about to turn around and leave, but Shuguang yelled out: "Don't go!! Come back!!!"

Chen Ming paused and looked back, "What's the matter?"

"You...who are you?"

Chen Ming frowned, "What's up to you?" After finishing speaking, he took care of himself and walked away.

I just remembered that Shuguang had never seen Chen Ming.

After Chen Ming left, Shuguang grabbed my arm. He wanted to get up, but the injury was involved and fell down in pain: "Outside...that person...who is he? What's his name?"

I glanced at the door and said, "Chen Ming, what? Do you know him?"

Without answering my words, Dawn was like a devil, lying on the bed and muttering to herself: "Too much like... Too much like..."

Finally, the peaceful courtyard life that I had been bored with was broken by a scream.

In the morning, just as a group of us were walking towards the sink for laundry on weekdays, a sharp cry came from the innermost room of our row.

At that time, Xiao Yulin Vicki and I happened to leave the house. After hearing the sound, we looked at each other and ran quickly in the direction where the sound came from.

As soon as she ran to the family's yard, Kiki screamed and stopped in place, covering her mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yu and I, including Lin Wei, who has always been steady, screamed and froze in place.

Those who came from behind were also frightened by the scene in front of them and stopped moving forward.

The hostess in the yard was already limp on the ground, except for the scream just now, this would only be left with unstoppable howling and crying.

Under the eaves of their house, where the clothes were originally tied with a rope, at this moment a four- or five-year-old child was **** with a cord and hung on the clothesline.

The child's eyes are raised, his face is blue and purple, and his tongue is sticking out long, his appearance is completely lost from the cuteness of the past.

There are two sisters in this family, both in their thirties. We usually call them Big Wang Sister and Little Wang Sister, the child is the son of Big Wang Sister.

The scene before him shocked everyone present. Although they circled slowly, apart from the cries of the big and small sisters, the scene was deadly silent.

The wind blew the child's body, and the falling clothesline creaked.

I got a layer of goose bumps all over my body.

Hu Yongqiang and the others rushed over in about five minutes, or ten minutes, or more. I can't calculate the time clearly at all.

"What's going on?" When seeing the situation in the yard, Hu Yongqiang sternly asked the two people on the ground: "You killed this kid?"

As soon as the words came out, the big sister immediately let out a howling, with a deep crying voice, she shouted in a nearly collapsed voice: "That's my meat... That's my heart... I killed myself... and I can't bear to move him!!! My dear... my son!!!" He said, but didn't raise it in the last breath, and fainted to the ground.

Xiao Yu and I were the first to see this and hurriedly stepped forward and helped her up.

Lin Wei also hurried over to help pinch her. It took a while before she woke up, but after waking up she started crying loudly again, as if she was ready to change the established facts with her helpless screams.

"Okay! What to shout!" Cheng Liang said impatiently.

"What you said!" The child's death seemed to poke Lin Wei's heartache, which would lose her calmness in the past, and stood up to Cheng Liang's dissatisfaction: "Sister Wang died of her son, so she couldn't cry. Got it? You can get out of trouble! What kind of heroic reason is pretending here?"

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