biochemical corpse

"What did you see last night?" Tang Chu sat down fortunately, and Chris was trapped in the cage, but he knew that his previous words had successfully aroused Tang Chu's interest—that was enough.

"Yesterday? Of course I saw you and another man yesterday. Don't be angry. In fact, it's too dark for me to see clearly." His voice came out of the cage, even with a little joke, "If I'm not mistaken..."

"Well, I'm gay," Tang Chu replied generously, "but unfortunately, this is not a reason for you to threaten me."

"...I'm not a murderer." Seeing that he couldn't say it like this, Chris was not angry, and his eyes flashed lightly, as deep as a well, "I'm a soldier."

"Well, I know a lot of people, and they are all soldiers." Tang Chu looked at Chris with a half-smile, and Chris' face gradually became ugly again.

"I want you to believe that I'm not lying to you. I shouldn't be here. You know, when the government ordered all the prisoners to be released, the situation has become very difficult to control... We need as many people as possible Go and fight those disgusting zombies."

His voice is low, but full of magnetism, and there is a kind of music-like enjoyment in people's ears.

But Tang Chu was obviously out of this state of enjoyment, he just squinted his eyes and hugged his chest, as if he was weighing the credibility of the man in front of him.

"But the situation is really bad, so we were about to retreat, but—while retreating, a group of prisoners attacked me." When Chris said this, his tone was a little more helpless, and he shook his head, " Maybe they thought I was a prison guard, or maybe..."

"Then you were locked up by them?" Tang Chu thought Chris's words were ridiculous.

Chris shrugged: "I woke up, and then I found that the troops were gone-you know, it's not surprising, and then-I'm in here."

"This story sounds good, but it's a pity that the ending is not very satisfactory." Tang Chu tried his best to sound sincere, but obviously Chris didn't think so, and he looked at Tang Chu quietly.

"You should trust me, if you want to get out, I'm your only hope."

"...Speaking of which, you still have the function of a savior." Tang Chu suddenly took a long leg, and then stepped straight to the steps in front of the cell, Chris frowned.

"Actually, whether you are a murderer or not, or whether you will harm others, has nothing to do with me." Tang Chu met the man's gaze indifferently, "Even if I let you out, I don't care."

"only--"

His words changed just right: "I hate people who threaten me at the first meeting, Chris, it's not a good quality to be smart all the time, if you're smart enough, take everything you saw last night." Forget—no matter what you saw, in this way—maybe one day when I feel better, I will let you out."

This was the first time Tang Chu spoke such a long word to a stranger, and the threat in his words was already obvious - he had the ability, but not the obligation.

"You will regret it!" There was no trace of irritation in Chris's tone, he just looked straight at Tang Chu with determination in his tone, "When the time comes, you will be at your wit's end, and you can only, only come to me, outside Already surrounded by zombies, if you go out, you will die."

"Oh." Tang Chu replied indifferently, and then his body paused slightly, and the breath he exhaled seemed to start to stagnate slightly.

"The terms you offered don't appeal to me in any way, so you are doomed to fail." Tang Chu narrowed his eyes and smiled, the chain in his hand jingling.

"Wait—what's in your hand?" Chris' eyes flashed suddenly, his tone was full of surprise, without any trace of pretending.Tang Chu didn't mind, she stretched out her wrist and leaned in front of him.

The two bracelets on his hand, one red and one white, are intertwined but seem to be separated. The metal material is not clear, and it emits cold light under the dim yellow lamp.

"——how did you have this thing?" Chris seemed to be unbelievable, the previous calm was also broken, and his tone became a little sharp.

Tang Chu knew that these two would definitely not be good things, but seeing Chris' surprised look, he still frowned.

"You know? Can you untie it?"

"No—I only know one, the white one, I saw it at the army meeting before, it's called Satan's smile..."

"...What an old-fashioned name." Tang Chu didn't seem to be affected by it.

"No, you don't know—this chain has a remote control, and when it is activated, it will explode! And the power of the explosion is about... about like a hydrogen bomb."

Tang Chu lowered his head to look at his wrist. His white bracelet seemed to be attached to his wrist like it was alive. If he saw it for the first time, he might feel good about it.

"What about the other one? You know what?"

Tang Chu stretched out his hand again and shook it towards Chris. His slender arm seemed to contain some unknown power, but it was a nightmare in Chris' eyes now.

"I don't know, red ones, I've never seen them before." Chris frowned, and after a while he suddenly said, the smile on his face became a little weird, "I don't care if you let me out, I can help you take care of yourself." Research research."

"...I never promise things that may not have results." Tang Chu didn't even bother to lift his eyelids this time, and he took another step back, stepping on the stable ground.

"...Damn it, what on earth do you want before you are willing to..."

"This question..." Tang Chu dragged his chin and glanced at Chris up and down, and Chris allowed him to look at him graciously.

Tang Chu's eyes swept across his body, and then paused on his face. Chris's pretended calm expression really made him feel happy physically and mentally.

"What else do you think you can give me? Or... body? You know, I'm gay."

Tang Chu smiled, but the depths of his eyes were cold.

Chris glanced at him and slammed his fist on the solid door of the cell.

"roll--!"

Ever since he knew the effect of the white chain on his wrist, Tang Chu did not show the slightest panic. In the eyes of others, he was still the same as before, doing whatever he had to do.He occasionally went to see Chris, but Chris didn't want to mention to him to let him go out, so the days passed by in a prison that exuded a gloomy atmosphere all day long.

It snowed today.

When Tang Chu and Luther climbed to the roof together, they saw the sky full of whiteness, suppressed as if they were going to swallow the whole world.

The air was freezing like it was about to freeze, but Tang Chu was alright, Luthor, who came out wearing only a T-shirt, looked like he was about to freeze.

"Christmas is coming soon."

Luther suddenly spoke behind Tang Chu.Tang Chu didn't express any opinions.

Holidays and the like are very illusory things to him.When going out on a mission, it will never be interrupted because of today's holiday, let alone a salary increase because of the holiday.If you really want to talk about the meaning of the festival to him, then it is probably... There will be more opportunities to make shots when facing the target, that's all.

"Haha, I still remember that every year at Christmas, I would receive thousands of presents—the whole room couldn't fit." Luther rubbed his hands and took a breath, as if watching emotion. while talking.

Tang Chu turned his head with great interest, looked at this good-looking black man, and raised his eyebrows: "I can't see that you are so popular."

"...Can't you see it?" Luther smiled indifferently, and then he pointed his finger. Tang Chu followed the direction he pointed and saw a billboard hanging not far away. The sign had been blacked out. Submerged, but a huge portrait in the middle can still be vaguely seen.

"I used to be a star."

Tang Chu stood beside him without speaking.

There was icy snow falling down on his hand, and the beautiful hexagonal shape was clearly visible.

Then it melted away quickly, turning into a sticky touch in the palm of your hand.

For a while, there was silence.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar sound of footsteps came from behind, and Tang Chu didn't turn his head.

Luther smiled ambiguously when he saw the person coming, then turned around and went down the stairs.

Kloss stood beside Tang Chu. He was only wearing a single shirt, but he didn't look cold at all.

"Does China have Christmas?"

After about five or six minutes of silence, Cross suddenly asked.

"No." Tang Chu replied cleanly.

"So——" Kloss turned his head to look at Tang Chu, "Then have you received... a Christmas present?"

"...What do you think?" Tang Chu raised his eyebrows, feeling that the conversation was boring, and just as he was about to turn around, someone grabbed his shoulder!

Almost subconsciously, he seemed to be elbowing, but he heard Cross's gentle voice above his head.

"do not move."

Tang Chu stood quietly for a few minutes, and suddenly felt a heat on her lips.

He almost didn't even bother to continue hitting people.

Cross kissed slowly, just touching lips, as if there was no ambiguous emotion in it.Tang Chu stood quietly, but felt Keluosi's eager breath on her face and neck.

It's not the first time I've kissed Cross, but—

The warm touch on the lips, and even the illusion of some furry, Tang Chu's body couldn't help but relax, but at this moment, Kloss suddenly raised his head.

He looked at Tang Chu intently, and there seemed to be streamers rolling in his brown eyes, and he spoke slowly in a low voice.

"So... here's your first, Christmas present."

The snow around is slowly falling.A piece of silvery white.

Some people say that if you stare at such pure white for a long time, you will easily get a disease.

snow blindness.

The cause of this disease is actually very simple, because the color is too pure, too clean, and too...unreal.