After I Became a Zombie, My Face Is Paralyzed

When Xiao Shenwei walked in front of the magnificent building in front of him, the whole zombie was stupefied.

The secret laboratory in his consciousness should be hidden in some inconspicuous place, buried deep underground, with complicated security measures.

However, in front of him was an exquisite two-story western-style building.

The retro porch, the marble steps under the feet are covered with a layer of snow, and the gates in front of them are covered with golden edges.

"...This, your house?"

Tang Qiu looked at the small building with some uncertainty in his tone.

Ni Youqing was rummaging through the bag, looking for the keys, without looking up: "No."

"Oh."

"Just one of them."

Ni Youqing continued.

Everyone: "...?"

Tang Qiu: "...how many more?"

Ni Youqing took out a bunch of keys from the bag with a "crash", and tried them one by one:

"I can't remember exactly, but there seem to be quite a lot anyway."

The look of inhumanity.

Everyone: "...???????"

Xiao Shenwei: "...you...have a home in the mine?"

Ni Youqing nodded seriously: "That's right."

As he spoke, he changed another bunch of keys and whispered, "Hey, it doesn't seem to be in this bunch."

A few people have nothing to say.

Ping Hanhai smoked in silence.

Tang Qiu hugged the three cubs into Tantou's arms and shut himself up.

Xiao Shenwei tugged at Rong Yun's sleeve: "We also built a small second floor in the valley."

Rong Yun: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Tang Qiu: This day cannot pass.

The invisible tycoon Ni Youqing pushed open the door with a squeak, and a long-lasting sense of desolation came over his face.

The room was very cold and dust was everywhere, Xiao Shenwei choked on the dust falling from the door and sneezed as soon as he entered.

Ni Youqing's laboratory is on the second floor. The door is not locked, but a sign that says no one should enter hastily hung up, and it is already covered with dust.

Several people watched helplessly as Ni Youqing kicked open the half-closed door, and the dust fell down.

Xiao Shenwei saw the medical instruments in the room covered with dust-proof cloth.

... These things are mostly expensive, and the door is not locked, so you are not afraid of being stolen?

Ni Youqing: Buy it after losing it.

Crowd: ...?

Listen, is this what people say?

The room is very large. According to Ni Youqing, it is composed of four rooms.

Xiao Shenwei touched the extremely rough and wrecked wall with bricks and cement slag around him, and was silent for a moment.

... This construction team is not very good.

Ni Youqing pushed the glasses: "I demolished the wall myself, is there any problem?"

Xiao Shenwei: ...

... The problem is getting bigger! !

If the load-bearing wall is demolished, the grass on the grave will now be three feet high.

Until they saw a strangely shaped bed in the lounge inside the laboratory.

Ni Youqing: "The anti-shock bed was designed by my father. The bottom is an empty cabinet made of special steel. Once an earthquake occurs, the middle will automatically sink to protect people in the iron cabinet. There are drinking water, compressed food, and some medicines on the lower floor." .”

Xiao Shenwei imagined for a moment, then blinked.

...Automatic burial device?

……

Xiaoyang Building has an independent power supply system, and the power generation equipment is located in the basement, so several people don't have to worry about electricity consumption.

After a simple cleaning, with the roar of the generator, the small building finally gained some popularity.

Ni Youqing couldn't wait to take a tube of blood from each of Xiao Shenwei and Rong Yun, and plunged into the laboratory.

As the days went by, Xiao Shenwei often fell into a state of trance, but Ni Youqing never came out of the laboratory.

It has been snowing in Kyoto for a long time, and finally ushered in the first sunny day in the last four years of mourning.

Xiao Shenwei sat on the balcony of the guest room with the quilt wrapped around him, watching the sun gradually sinking in the west.

In winter, even the sun is cold and seems to be just a luminous body without temperature.

And now, as the only luminous body sinks into the horizon, the temperature seems to be brought into the darkness.

Xiao Shenwei always remembered the number Ni Youqing gave—two months.

Every day, while observing the spread of bruises on his wrist, he quietly counted the days on his fingers.

Rong Yun sat behind Xiao Shenwei, embraced Xiao Shenwei, and held his hand.

Xiao Shenwei has recently started to lose weight.

The bony knuckles stood out on the pale wrists, and the blue blood vessels showed a dull blue-gray through the skin.

Rong Yun rested his chin on Xiao Shenwei's neck, and stroked Xiao Shenwei's protruding joints with his fingers.

The sleeves were rubbed up a little, exposing the bruises on the inside of the wrists.

Xiao Shenwei retracted his hand, but Rong Yun grabbed his wrist.

"……How long?"

Xiao Shenwei was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and remained silent.

...is it still found?

"When did it start?"

Rong Yun's voice was a little hoarse, full of distress and worry:

"I am worried about you."

"Two months ago."

Xiao Shenwei lowered his eyes.

Not just on my wrists, but I've recently started to have some plaques on my body as well.

Every time Xiao Shenwei wakes up at night, looking at Rong Yun's frown that is slightly frowned in sleep, he will feel sad for a while.

He is afraid that time is not enough, that all promises will become a gust of wind, and that all dreams will be shattered.

He wants to cherish every minute the two of them spend together.

In the endless sleep, every second of waking is a gift.

His sense of taste has completely failed, and he can no longer taste the food.

This made Xiao Shenwei very painful.

A person who loses his sense of taste is like a salted fish losing its dream, leaving only the starkly salty reality.

Xiao Shenwei closed his eyes when there was another burst of coolness at the position of the heart.

……Again.

How long will it last this time?

"Rong Yun..."

Opening his mouth with difficulty and uttering two words, Xiao Shenwei's eyes lost their brilliance again.

"..."

Rong Yun tightened his arms, holding Xiao Shenwei whose consciousness was swallowed up again: "I'm here."

The person in his arms hugged Rong Yun's arm and opened his mouth.

"hiss--"

Rong Yun frowned slightly, but did not push Xiao Shenwei away.

Xiao Shenwei always has the habit of biting people at such times, but he doesn't really bite him.

It's just that these days, Rong Yunman's arms are covered with red seals from Xiao Shenwei.

Rong Yun knew that Xiao Shenwei had been suppressing herself.

Even in such a state, Xiao Shenwei always remembers not to hurt Rong Yun.

Like now.

The light pheromone taste is like poison to Xiao Shenwei's sense of smell, making him almost uncontrollable wanting to taste his smell.

He could feel the hot blood under Rong Yun's soft skin and smell the addictive fragrance.

The feeling of teeth touching each other's warm skin is so good.

He couldn't wait to pierce it hard, penetrate it, taste the hotness wrapped in it.

Rong Yun's suppressed muffled hum made Xiao Shenwei so excited that the back of his neck felt hot.

But there is always a voice when Xiao Shenwei wants to bite down hard.

"...I don't...cannibalize...."

"……I will protect you."

The voice is very familiar, with the accent of struggling to pronounce words that is typical of severe speech impairment.

That was himself when he first met Rong Yun who couldn't even speak well.

...so fragrant...

...so hungry...

Xiao Shenwei threw himself on Rong Yun's body, lowered his eyes, and grinded his sharp teeth on the side of Rong Yun's neck, probing.

Rong Yun sighed, turned over and grabbed Xiao Shenwei's wrist and pressed it down.

"Hey, don't move around."

The strong smell of white tea mixed with mint in the air.

Xiao Shenwei closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was three days later.

As soon as Xiao Shenwei opened his eyes, he saw Rong Yun who was sleeping soundly holding him.

It was pitch black outside the window, and even the stars were gone.

He quietly got out of bed, pulled the quilt for Rong Yun and went out.

Tantou stood guard at the door, watching Xiao Shenwei come out, wagging his tail and rubbing against Xiao Shenwei's arms.

Patting Tantou on the head, Xiao Shenwei tiptoed to the end of the corridor.

A glimmer of light shone through the ajar door of the laboratory.

Ni Youqing was wearing goggles, and in front of him were piles of measurement data.

"Is there any result?"

Xiao Shenwei's voice suddenly appeared behind him, Ni Youqing's eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't turn his head: "...there is a strange and very similar thing in the blood of the two of you. But I don't know what it is .I can't catch it."

"Also, the blood sample is no longer fresh and needs to be re-collected."

Xiao Shenwei nodded, took out the syringe from the disinfection cabinet, and drew half a tube of blood.

Xiao Shenwei, who was extremely afraid of pain in the past, didn't even frown because of his insensitive sense of pain.

Thick light pink blood flowed into the test tube little by little, with a strange color.

Xiao Shenwei pulled out the needle, pressed the needle hole with a cotton swab, and handed half a tube of blood to Ni Youqing's desk with the other hand.

"Is it enough? Not enough. I'll smoke a little more."

Ni Youqing finally raised his head and glanced at him: "That's enough. Where's Rong Yun?"

"Not yet awake."

"Call him up to draw blood."

……

When Rong Yun returned to the guest room with a disinfected cotton swab, Xiao Shenwei was leaning against the wall with red eyes and gasping in a low voice.

There is a strong smell of pheromones in the air.

When Rong Yun was drawing blood, Xiao Shenwei never approached.

The blood mixed with pheromone will make Xiao Shenwei lose control.

But even so, the zombie's keen sense of smell still made him miserable.

Xiao Shenwei clutched his chest, the cold suffocation made him almost breathless.

The flesh near the glands on the back of the neck was burning hot, and the brain went blank for a while.

Xiao Shenwei, who usually can control himself by staying away, feels a little powerless this time, as if something is breaking out from the heart.

He panted low, his voice hoarse: "...don't... come near me."

Rong Yun stopped in his footsteps and looked at him worriedly.

After a long time, he barely suppressed the devouring desire that almost destroyed his will, and then Xiao Shenwei leaned on the bed as if exhausted.

"...Is it serious again?"

Rong Yun pinched Xiao Shenwei's fingertips, as if the coldness had been frozen all the way to his heart.

Xiao Shenwei sat up suddenly, held Rong Yun's cheeks that had been thinned rapidly in recent days, and looked into his eyes: "Rong Yun."

"Tag me."

While I'm still alive.

While my soul is still here.