Bamboo horse is not a human being in his daily life

Chapter 125 [Zombie Night] The Truth

The room was full of blood, but the people in the room didn't feel any pity or grief at all, as if what died was just a mouse or a grasshopper.

There were blood stains on their trousers, and they sat back on the hospital bed numbly and stiffly, as if nothing had happened. The air was filled with silence, and no one made the slightest sound.

In such a weird scene, Jiang Yousi only raised his hand to cover Wen Queyu's eyes, and patted her on the back to comfort the little girl who was choking with tears. He thought that some too cruel things would happen in the basement. He also thought about what would happen if Wen Queyu saw it, but he never thought that those two people who looked exactly like them would die in front of him.

He could accept that he died just like that, but he couldn't wipe away the pain on Wen Quyu's face, which gradually turned into a pool of blood. His body trembled, and he slowly closed his eyes, fingers clasped together Her wrist until I felt her pulse beating under my fingers.

The real, vibrant cooling fish was right in front of him.

But what happened just now was just a nightmare.

He soothed himself.

The lights were flickering on and off in the hospital corridor, like scenes from a horror movie, as if several evil ghosts would appear from the end in the next second, but Wen Queyu didn't feel scared at all. My heart was filled with this hug.

What she didn't say was that she actually saw it all.

She saw Xiaohao Wen who ran behind Jiang Xiaohao in those years, and also saw Wen Xiaohao who looked at Jiang Xiaohao's photo on the wall in the dark nights, yawning but still writing seriously In the test paper, I saw another self who worked so hard just because I wanted that person to see me, and I also saw the self who was always smiling in front of him but curled up in the bed and cried in the middle of the night, obviously not me but more like anyone else that person of oneself.

It was clear that she could not speak a word, and that she had completely lost the ability to speak, including the ability to open her mouth.

But the second he saw Jiang Xiaohao, he called him so silently and roared so silently.

She said, you go, what are you doing here?

She said, I don't care if you like me or not.

In the end, she who was hugged in his arms said so painfully, I'm sorry, I'm always holding you back, I'm so stupid, I'm really sorry, I miss you more than anyone else, but in the end I became I am really sorry for the culprit who killed you.

She heard such a silent cry, heard such aggrieved tears.

Then where is the other person? It is clearly her own.

Up to now, Wen Queyu can't say anything easy at all, and he can no longer say so easy, it's so easy, it's not interesting at all.

She finally admitted that the people in this novel world are not just a string of words, nor are they just NPCs without warmth, they are all real people with real emotions, even if they don't know why they want to live like this , but still living recklessly under this established trajectory, a flesh and blood-human.

At the end of the corridor, the milk pot was yelling, and its little hand was held by a woman with an expressionless face.

The woman looked very gentle, even though there were bloodstains all over her face, the corners of her lips curled up to counteract the sense of terror.

She bent down and stroked the head of Milk Pot stiffly. Milk Pot smiled and handed her the key chain in his hand, shaking it in the air. The keys collided with each other and made a crisp sound. He shook his wrist happily again. The little bell he wears.

The silent space was instantly torn open by the clanging sound.

The red-eyed Wen Queyu looked up from Jiang Yousi's shoulder and saw that the woman holding the milk jug at the end of the road had a face exactly like Nurse Lin's. Except that she was much thinner than Nurse Lin, she was completely unrecognizable. Is it Nurse Lin?

As if she couldn't see Wen Queyu and Jiang Youpan, she indulged the milk jar and led her forward.

The milk pot laughed like a silver bell, the smile was so warm that goosebumps appeared on the skin, the tears streaming down her face stopped abruptly, her eyes were wide open and her fingers tightly clutched Jiang Youpan's clothes.

"Ruanruan. We are wrong because we are wrong."

"Not Nurse Lin."

"The voice we heard that night was not Nurse Lin."

Wen Queyu and Jiang Youbo both saw a woman with a very gentle smile coming from the end step by step, she seemed very puzzled why the trembling girl standing there was so afraid of herself, tilted her head, and enlarged Curving the corners of his lips, he slowly raised his free hand to greet the two of them.

It looks like a normal person.

But Wen Queyu knew that this was by no means a normal person.

Milk jar raised his hand to want the woman to hug him, and called mother in a milky voice, then looked at Wen Queyu with a smile, and called "Chagai" flatteringly.

mom.

Wen Queyu took a step back, and the hand holding Jiang Youpan suddenly became cold. She felt that there were many things in her mind beating desperately, but she couldn't catch anything for a while.

This is not right.

This is absolutely not true.

Didn't Milk Jar's whole family die in that car accident? Why did he call this woman who had turned into a zombie mother, and why did this woman still seem to have some consciousness? Everything was wrong.

"Ruanrou, there seems to be—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Jiang Youpan raised his hand to cover her lips. He dragged the person out of the corridor and opened the door of the passage forcefully. He didn't breathe until he walked up the steps and returned to ward 1001. Qi looked at Wen Queyu who was in a daze.

Just now, in that corridor.

Behind the woman, after the milk jug shook the key, the moment the broken voice-activated light at the end of the corridor suddenly turned on, both of them saw, at the end of the corridor, a man with his head peeking out.

The man was bald in the middle of his head.

The darkness made him extremely comfortable. With a weird smile on his face, he quietly observed the person on the other end as if enjoying some good show.

that person.

It's Luo Yu.

He was bullied but did not dare to resist, he was a poor fellow in the research institute, and he was Luo Yu who was as timid as a mouse.

It was not until now that Wen Queyu knew what was wrong. It was wrong from the very beginning. Jiang Xiaohao didn't finish what he said, he only said half of what he said. The reason why Luo Yu is so important has nothing to do with how good he is technically. The reason why Song Zun In addition to letting Luo Yu get used to bullying him, it is also because the medicine that leaked and turned into a zombie was developed by Luo Yu from the beginning.

Therefore, Luo Yu is the only one who provides the information about the antidote.

From the beginning he said a year, and then he came to the hospital to provide a partial antidote, no, it cannot be said to be an antidote.

Those patients were obviously not that serious last time.

Not an antidote.

is poison.

　Why bother yourself, go to bed if you can’t finish writing, and continue writing tomorrow (I said to myself)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)