Bamboo horse is not a human being in his daily life

Chapter 119 [Night of Zombies] My Anthracite is Unique
Wen Queyu's IQ has exploded recently, and she only had a little conversation with Jiang Xiaohao, but she got a lot of information from it. She sorted it out in her head, and after organizing her words, she wanted to tell Jiang You all the information creek.

As soon as she edited the information, she realized a very serious problem.

What's Jiang Yousi's phone number? ? ? ? ?

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Jiang Yousi is such a rigorous person, why didn't he tell her his mobile phone number before leaving?Then how to communicate?Flying pigeons to pass on letters, hurry up?
After pausing on the text message bar for a few seconds, she exited the editing interface with black lines all over her head, and saved all the information in the memo.

Nurse Lin walked sleepily to the front desk to look for her. When she saw the little girl huddled up and playing with her mobile phone, she knocked on the table in front of her with a keychain. Her complexion was dry and pale due to lack of sleep. .

"Later, you go to check the situation in Ward 1001, and then record it in your notebook. I taught you how to record it last time. Don't forget the steps. I won't go there later if I have something to do."

Wen Queyu nodded, and took the bunch of keys, thinking that this is another chance to explore the secrets from heaven.

It's just a blessing from heaven, but fish are also there!
But what she didn't expect was that there was no one in ward 1001, and a small door that was open against the wall next to the bed exposed the trace of that person.

The alarm bell rang loudly in Wen Queyu's mind. The secret passage was not good, so she bent down and followed it into it. It can be said that she is familiar with this secret passage once, and she has fully grasped the rules inside after the third visit. I looked around and couldn't find Jiang Xiaohao, so I looked in from the window in each ward.

The faces in the ward were still expressionless and lifeless. They stared blankly at the warm fish standing outside the door, with dead silence in their eyes, which was different from what they saw last time. , it seems to be more serious now.

In fact, Wen Queyu doesn't know much about medicine, and he doesn't know where these people are now, or are they still human?
She licked her lips, sighed softly, and just as she was about to walk past the glass window, she suddenly caught sight of a face.

Not only did she see it, but Jiang Xiaohao, whom she was looking for here, also saw that face.

He was originally hiding in the corridor, but when he saw Wen Queyu coming down, he shrank in again, his eyes followed her figure until he saw her stop at the door of a ward, and he took a look inside , just one glance.

I saw his warm fish.

Or rather, the cooling fish in the book.

She was always cautious, as if saying a word to her loudly would turn her into a fragile porcelain doll, but now she was sitting quietly inside, her fingers gently curling up the edge of the quilt, a plain little face. Full of confusion.

She didn't cry, she didn't make a fuss, she looked very good, but she wasn't angry.

Just because this face came into his sight, he walked out without hesitation, his face was even paler than hers.

A pair of bloodshot hands were pressed against the door, and with a face that he could never see, he stared at the girl in the ward with a pair of dark eyes without blinking.

Wen Queyu stood by, a little moved.

This is the first time she has personally seen the encounter between the male and female protagonists that she has created. Although it cannot be regarded as her work, when she writes down the names of Wen Queyu and Jiang Yousi, she hopes to The ending is only happy.

But now they are looking at each other from a distance across a ward, and the willow-leaf eyes of Little Wen in the room are gray and white, and there are a few black dried blood streaks across his fair face, making him look pitiful.

Jiang Xiaohao watched for a long time, bit her lip and said nothing.

Mingming Jiang Xiaohao had a completely unfamiliar and completely unrecognizable face on her face, but Wen Xiaohao inside could recognize it, she saw her Jiang Youba at a glance in the crowded ward, she moved her fingers, He lifted his feet out of the bed through the very narrow gap.

A room full of patients, and a room full of unconscious zombies.

She was the only one walking barefoot to the door of the ward slowly, separated by a window, just a small square window.

She put her hand on it, moved her lips up and down, and called out, "Brother Yousi."

Jiang Xiaohao's tense expression softened just like that, Wen Queyu seemed to see Jiang Youba's appearance through his bland face, his lowered eyes slightly raised his lips, but his eyes turned towards I dare not look at the girl in front of me.

Little Wen didn't see it, she must not have seen it, otherwise she wouldn't have been so happy to reach out and keep rubbing on the window.

Jiang Xiaohao shed a tear, his voice was hoarse, and he cursed in a low voice, "Idiot."

A little uncomfortable, Wen Queyu felt her heart constrict. She never thought that even if Jiang Yousi had the upper hand and occupied Jiang Xiaohao's role in this novel world that originally belonged to him, she never thought it was their side. wrong.

In her cognition, this is just a novel world, and the people in it are just paper figures made up of Chinese characters typed on the computer keyboard. Readers think they exist and they exist, even if their joys and sorrows, their Whether the grief of the past can be perceived by others depends only on the images in the readers' minds.

It is emotionless.

Wen Queyu convinced himself like this.

But the picture in front of her made her unable to continue to deceive her sensibility. At this moment, she suddenly felt that she was wrong.

When Jiang Xiaohao followed Wen Queyu back to the ward, he was completely slumped, as if he had completely lost his sense of survival and desire to survive, and his always aggressive mouth was tightly pursed at this moment, like a defeated lion.

Wen Queyu's heart suddenly softened, and he squatted in front of the hospital bed and looked at him.

"Do you want to save her?" she asked.

Jiang Xiaohao didn't speak for a long time after hearing the words. In such silence, he slowly closed his eyes. It seemed like a century had passed before Wen Queyu heard what he said.

"She has always been timid and afraid of things. When she encounters trouble, the first thing she thinks of is to come to me and act like a baby. She looks like she can't do anything, and she doesn't know where the impetus came from. I was admitted to the same university and applied for the same major.”

Jiang Xiaohao sighed softly, then chuckled again.

"Like a follower, she calls Brother Yousi every day. She foolishly thinks that others don't know what she's thinking. She's so stupid. How can such a stupid person not be a little bit stupid?"

While Wen Queyu was moved, he suddenly felt that he had been connoted again.

She coughed twice, trying to defend her dignity, "You're not that stupid, are you?"

Jiang Xiaohao shook his head, "It's so stupid, so stupid that I didn't know what happened to her, and I thought you were her."

"How could it be the same? My warming fish is unique."

"But I lost her."

　I am my mother!Mother!Mother! (roar)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)