I am the most respected person in the last days

The little boy was lying in his sister's arms, raising a hand with difficulty, wiping his sister's tears with great effort, forcing out a smile, and comforting him intermittently: "Ning'er... don't cry... it's okay!"

The little boy's voice was weak and trembling, but full of incomparable warmth and comfort, trying to bring a little comfort and courage to his sister.

The younger sister kept shaking her head, sobbing silently, and tears couldn't stop flowing, but she still tried hard to control her emotions because she knew her brother wanted her to be strong and brave.

The little boy's hand gently stroked his sister's cheek. His eyes revealed endless love and care, as well as deep reluctance.

He knew that his body could no longer support him and he might turn into an ugly zombie at any time. But he didn't want to let his sister see his pain and helplessness.

"Ning'er, you have to believe that my brother will always protect you. No matter what happens, we will be together." Although the little boy's voice was weak, it was full of determination and commitment.

The sister held the little boy's hand tightly, her eyes shining with determination. Because my brother has never lied to her.

"Bang bang bang!" A dull sound of hitting the ground slowly came towards the little boy from far away.

"Ahem... Damn it! Why... there are still zombies... Ning'er, go... hide!" When the little boy heard the dull footsteps, there was a trace of despair in his eyes.

He pushed his sister away, grabbed the iron rod, stood up with difficulty, and stared at the direction of the sound. And his sister was obedient and hid in the hut again.

Gradually, a figure appeared in the little boy's eyes. It was a young man wearing silver-white metal armor and a pair of red eyes. The sound of footsteps came from under his feet, and with every step he took, the ground seemed to be shaking.

The little boy held the iron rod tightly in his hand, his eyes showing firmness and determination. It is still unclear whether the young man is an enemy or a friend. He must be ready to attack while he still has the last bit of strength.

In the eyes of the little boy, the young man's red eyes shone with mysterious light, and his figure was tall and majestic. Every step he took seemed to bring endless power and pressure.

The little boy stared at the young man closely, without any fear in his eyes. As long as the other party showed a hint of hostility, he would not hesitate to smash the iron rod on the other party's head.

The person who came was none other than Ling Yi, looking at the little boy covered in blood not far away and the zombie corpses on the ground. In this scene, it was obvious that a battle had just occurred, but this strange scene made Ling Yi a little shocked and incredible.

"You killed them all?" Ling Yi walked up to the little boy and asked uncertainly.

"So what?" the little boy asked warily.

"Ha... the little guy is quite proud! It's a pity that he has been infected with the zombie virus and won't live long. For the sake of your desperate efforts to protect your sister, I decided not to kill you, even if you turn into a zombie!" Ling Yi grinned and then turned around. Get ready to leave.

"Please kill me!" the little boy suddenly shouted.

Hearing this, Ling Yi turned around and frowned: "Why?"

"I don't want to hurt my sister again after becoming a zombie!" the little boy whispered with red eyes.

Ling Yi narrowed his eyes and stepped forward again. At this moment, the door of the hut was opened, and a petite and exquisite figure rushed in front of the little boy, opened his arms, and stopped Ling Yi.

Looking at the doll-like little girl in front of him, Ling Yi smiled lightly and said, "What are you doing, little sister, stopping me?"

"My sister was born mute. She is afraid that you will really kill me!"

The little boy's words made Ling Yi's body tremble. He looked at the little girl with a determined expression in front of him again. It was really God's will that such a cute little girl was born mute.

"Brother, I can see that you are a good person. I hope you can take my sister away after my death. Although she can't speak, she is a clever person and can do laundry and cooking. I just ask you to give her a mouthful. Just eat!" The little boy looked at Ling Yi eagerly.

Ling Yi stared at the little boy curiously: "How can you be sure that I am a good person?"

"Because there was a trace of regret and sympathy in your eyes just now! If you were a bad person, you would never feel this way. I can feel that you sincerely sympathize with my sister!" the little boy explained.

Ling Yi was a little surprised after hearing what the little boy said. He didn't expect that the little boy would notice the look in his eyes.

The little boy's keen insight made Ling Yi feel incredible. This teenage boy was not only brave, but also had keen observation and judgment.

"You are such a smart little guy. I do sympathize with the difficulties you are going through. But why should I help you? You say I am a good person, but many people think I am a bad person.

I won't get any benefits from saving you. Instead, I have to take care of your sister for you. This deal is not a good deal! "Ling Yi shook his head, looking unwilling.

There was a look of disappointment in the little boy's eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly. Because of the excessive force, the dark blood from the wound flowed down, emitting a disgusting smell.

"It's a pity that I can't survive. Otherwise, even if I leave my life to you, it doesn't matter! I just hope that my sister can live well, because I promised my mother that I will protect Ning'er even if I die!" The little boy's voice was full of sadness. and loss.

"Your mother, what happened to her?" Ling Yi asked curiously.

The little boy held his sister in his arms and said calmly: "We have not had a father since we were young. My mother died when I was five years old!"

"Have you been taking care of your sister since you were five years old?" Ling Yi's pupils were trembling. He did not expect this result. He thought that the little boy's mother died after the apocalypse.

After seeing the little boy nodding affirmatively, Ling Yi looked at the pitiful little girl huddled in his arms.

After a long time, Ling Yi felt that his eyes were a little blurry. He raised his head, looked at the sky, and sighed deeply: "I see the shadow of myself when I was young in you, but you are braver and stronger than me.

I am just alone and only have to think about my own food and clothing, while you have to take care of your sister. I know the feeling of being cold and hungry. "

"Is the eldest brother an orphan too?" the little boy looked up and asked.

Ling Yi looked down at the little boy, without answering his words, and asked with a serious expression: "If I can save you, what can you do for me?"

The little boy couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, and then said in despair: "I have been infected by the zombie virus and I won't live long!"