It is said that the romantic hero is my lover

Ji Xun was awakened by a stench.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I knew it was going to be bad without even looking.Ji Xun was desperate and frustrated, he is a useless person now!Even after planning the future for himself, he couldn't, couldn't accept just lying here.Moreover, he already felt a little owed to the man next to him.

Ji Xun hates to owe others the most, so if others treat him well, he will do something to make up for it after acknowledging the love.That's fine and fair.Prepare three meals a day (although it is not very delicious, but food is very precious in the last days), use the scarce wound medicine on him, and take care of him and bandage him.He wanted to make amends very much, but he was powerless now, lying here, unable to do anything, which made his heart a little tortured.

Glancing at the person next to him who was still asleep, Ji Xun felt a little uneasy.It's too much trouble for me.

Ji Xun closed his eyes, hoping that the people next to him would not wake up.

As soon as he thought of this, Ji Xun felt the bed vibrate, and his heart also trembled.

He opened his eyes and saw that the man's face was still neither happy nor angry, and his eyes were motionless.

With such a strong smell, Ji Xun was almost overwhelmed by himself, so the man must have smelled it too.

Will he vent his anger on himself?Just by looking at a man, you can tell that he is a clean person.After all, not everyone uses scarce water to bathe, wash clothes, and clean every day.

The zombie took off his pants, Ji Xun's eyes widened slightly, but the back of his ears turned red.He has lived to be 28 years old and has never had very intimate contact with women.Because he also has cleanliness, but he is mentally cleanliness.

As if the zombie had already prepared it, he opened the cabinet next to the bed, and there were some clean cloths in it.

"No, you don't need such a clean cloth, even a little dirty one."

The zombie looked at him quietly, as if saying: Do you think there will be dirty cloth here?

"Well, actually, I can do it myself."

The zombie looked at him quietly again: You, who have caused so much trouble, are not qualified to make demands.

Ji Xun obediently closed his mouth and let the zombie move.

The zombie took a tissue to wipe off the dirt on it, and wiped it bit by bit. Maybe the zombie's eyes were focused, and Ji Xun's face was a little irritable.

nonsense!A person staring at you so intently, even if it's a man, can't stand it, and he's so big, when he's agitated, he just flips through the signs of Zuo Guifei and You Guifei.

When the zombies rubbed against Ji Xun's two embarrassing places, Ji Xun would look around and pretend to be looking at the scenery.

This cleaning process can be said to be long or short, but Ji Xun feels that it has been as long as a century.Even though the zombie's eyes didn't have any ripples or disgust, and his movements were softer.

but!This was really the most embarrassing thing in his first half of life, bar none!

Finally, the zombie wrapped him in a clean cloth and tied a beautiful bow.

Ji Xun felt hopeless again, this day is really impossible...

The zombie turned around to go out, Ji Xun knew what he was going to do: he had to wash his hands.

"What's your name? After all, I can't even know the name of my savior."

The zombie paused, but kept walking out of the room. After a while, the zombie came in with paper and pencils in half-wet hands.

The zombie wrote a word in front of Ji Xun.

"So your name is Mu Mu, but why does a man have..." Such a girly name?

"Snapped!"

Ji Xun looked up, and saw that the zombie had broken the pencil by mistake.Suddenly felt distressed: "Why are you so excited, pencils are so expensive."

Zombies didn't want to either, but he obviously wanted to write about Lin!After becoming a zombie, he became more and more tired and disliked. Before, he was full of hard pen calligraphy, but now his handwriting has become a primary school student.

Ji Xun clearly looked at the expression on his face, but somehow he felt that this person's expression was more vivid, such as looking at his slightly helpless eyes, for example looking at his forehead with slightly protruding veins .

Hehe, he seems to have found the right way to treat facial paralysis.

The zombie wrote it again with a dark face (Ji Xun thinks), and Ji Xun took a look, it turned out to be Lin.

The zombie was stared speechlessly by Ji Xun's eyes of "I didn't expect your handwriting to be so bad, but you are still a good person".Simply went out.

After the zombies went out, the ridicule on Ji Xun's face disappeared, and he lay down and covered his head with the quilt.He wanted to shrink into a ball, but the conditions did not allow it.

The room gradually became deserted, and it seemed that even the color tone was gradually becoming colder. There were occasional screams of people and roars of zombies outside.

Where is his future?

-

Mr. Zombie has always left early and returned late, but it's a little different recently. He will go out later and come back earlier.The feeling that someone depended on him made him a little swayed.

But he found that Ji Xun was drinking less and less water and eating less and less recently.

I got sick?Not really.The zombie had learned a little Chinese medicine before his death, but he could only see that he was suffering from depression.

Asked why he was unhappy, Ji Xun turned pale and did not speak.

"Pa-ta--" the door opened.Ji Xun knew that the man had come back, but he half sat on the bed and still looked at the balcony and didn't look in the man's direction.

It was not very convenient for the zombie to hold a heavy object in his hand, so he threw it on the ground, but the sound of the heavy object falling to the ground did not attract Ji Xun back.

The zombies put down the bread and boiled water as if it were a routine, and besides that, they also put down a few books.

There is a note on the book: read the book if you are bored.

There was still a little blood on the book, Ji Xun quickly looked at the man for a few times, and then relaxed after seeing that there were no wounds on his body.

Something flashed in Ji Xun's eyes.

The zombie picked up the thing that had just been placed on the ground, unfolded it, and it turned out to be a wheelchair.

He took the paper and pen casually and wrote down a few lines.That is, since Ji Xun lived in his house, the zombies carry paper and pens with them.

Ji Xun took it and took a look: I am very busy outside, and from now on, you will take care of the cleanliness of the house and the clothes for both of us.

"Okay, okay." Ji Xun said nana, although there is no change on the surface, but the zombies can find that Ji Xun's eyes are no longer so empty.

The zombie's eyes were very satisfied.

The eyes he looked out of the balcony in those few days were so lonely and desolate that people couldn't help but want to give him a hand.

Zombies help Ji Xun take a bath every day, and today is no exception.

However, the so-called bath is not just lying in the bathtub and taking a bath comfortably, but just wiping the body.Because even the zombies themselves spend a lot of money on water.And now, with Ji Xun's occasional slaps that he couldn't control himself, he used even more water.

On the first day, when the zombies took off his clothes and wiped his upper body, Ji Xun snatched the wet cloth as soon as he wiped his chest, blushing and muttering about wiping himself.

The zombie obeyed his wishes and only helped him wipe the places he couldn't.

When the zombies were finished and were about to leave, Ji Xun called him: "Lin."

Zombie: "?"

Ji Xun looked straight into the zombie's eyes, hiding emotions that the zombie couldn't understand: "Thank you, thank you so much."

The zombie looked at Ji Xun with a smile in his eyes.

"You can actually laugh?"

"?" The zombie tilted his head, no, he has always been paralyzed, and he can only pull out a ferocious arc when he wants to laugh, which cannot be called a smile at all.

"I can see the curvature of the corner of your mouth, it's beautiful." Ji Xun blinked and exclaimed.

The zombie tried to pull the cheek muscles, and when he saw Ji Xun's weird expression, he knew he had failed again.

Ji Xun took his hand and comforted him: "It's okay, anyway, your smile is the prettiest in my eyes." Well, not really, the future wife's smile is the prettiest, so you can force it. second.

The zombie wrote down a piece of paper: Are you not afraid of my low temperature?

"Don't be afraid, I can melt even the coldest ice cube!"

-

midnight.

Ji Xun was awakened by the nightmare again.

But this time was different from the previous few times, this time in the infinite darkness, a pair of cold hands gently dragged him out of the infinite darkness.

Ji Xun clearly noticed that the bed was shaking, turned his head and found that it was not the bed that was shaking, but the man next to him.

He seemed cold, the thought flashed across Ji Xun.

He didn't hesitate for long, and just hugged the man. The man he was holding was still shaking, but not as much as before.Ji Xun stretched out his hand to tuck himself and him into a bed, which would make it warmer.

original:

"You can't go down like this again!"

Ji Xun broke the bowl: "You don't understand..."

Lin Zhao was so angry that his lips were shaking: "Yes, I don't understand, but who told me to pick up the knife to kill zombies, I did it, how about you? You just can't stand up, you sit It can also kill zombies!"

Afraid of insufficient persuasion, he added another sentence: "I said you can and you can!"

The author has something to say:

TBC: (If zombies can talk, Ji Xun has recovered, but zombies still like to bathe Ji Xun)

Ji Xun: No need, I will wipe it myself.

The zombie smiled evilly: Can you wipe it here? (points somewhere)

Ji Xun:...

Zombie: What about here? (and moved to another place)

Ji Xun:...

Zombie: here...

Ji Xun became angry from embarrassment: MD, if you want to go up, go up, what are you doing?

The zombie looked helpless and reluctantly said: Since you asked so, then I will not be polite.

So the zombies unceremoniously suppressed and ate them.

Correct the typo at 2017.1.150:00