City-wide ban

The second the two people were rushed out of the cellar by the heat wave, there was another earth-shattering explosion in the dark basement.

Qi Luyao's eardrums were in this huge tremor? The opportunity shattered, and his heart was about to burst. During the whole process, his brain just played back countless times that the man was bitten by zombies, and finally The appearance of being dragged back into the flames.

—Is there pain in his eyes?The answer is beyond doubt.

No one can endure that kind of pain, the carotid artery is directly bitten, and the high-temperature flame burns the naked|exposed skin into dripping asphalt.

But is there regret in his eyes?Qi Luyao's eyes were full of that man's ferocious look, and he couldn't recall any emotion in those cloudy eyes.

Or from the very beginning, Qi Luyao just didn't see the breath of life in that person's eyes.

In the pain of rolling down, Qi Luyao suddenly remembered himself in the previous few worlds - when he sent Xia Xinghe to the northern suburbs with his own hands time and time again, and watched his lover die in front of his own eyes over and over again, The look in my eyes seems to be like this.

Everyone says to remain independent in love, Qi Luyao thought drowsily, but? There are such people, all the running, hard work and sacrifice are not for themselves.The second the lover's physical body dies, the demise of one's own soul is also doomed.

"Brother, brother!"

Was the humming in his ears squeezed away by Xia Xinghe's call? At this moment, Qi Luyao felt that his whole body was in pain and he was about to die.

The previous gunshot wound caused him to lose blood continuously, and the wound scratched by the glass was so hot that he was almost burned to death. The explosion just now seemed to have caused him to have internal injuries again.

At this moment, the pain once again closed Qi Luyao's other sensory channels. He could only raise his head, breathe the scorching air, and dared not relax the fingers holding Xia Xinghe.

"Don't fall asleep, I? I'll take you to deal with it."

Qi Luyao half-opened his eyes, only to feel his field of vision suddenly turned upside down, only to realize later that he was hugged by Xia Xinghe.

He didn't like Xia Xinghe hugging him like this before, Qi Luyao thought drowsily—he always felt that this? He prefers more direct and passionate skin-to-skin kisses.

But at this moment, Qi Luyao was like a petal bent by the dew, gently huddling in Xia Xinghe's arms, soaking in the scent of milk that only belonged to him.

This is the sense of security.

Qi Luyao was thinking nonsense one after another—he used to think that finding a tender and obedient Alpha who was younger than him was a manifestation of an over-sense of security, but? At this moment he realized that security Feeling this kind of thing, just like making || love, can never be too much.

The vision regained clarity briefly in a burst of pain, the scorching flames lit the dawn in the sky, and the crimson light carved Xia Xinghe's shadow, with a golden-red frame embedded in it.

This beautiful scene made Qi Luyao suddenly feel uncomfortable.

Xia Xinghe died in such a blaze of fire, and his back will be ignited in the northern suburbs on July 7, turning into a ray of ashes that cannot be grasped, and finally annihilated and dissipated under his gaze.

Qi Luyao's heart constricted for a while, and he stretched out his hand to hold Xia Xinghe's thumb.

"Don't leave me?..."

Xia Xinghe first noticed the icy cold touch before lowering his head.

This Omega, whose consciousness is already close to blurred, is now lying weakly in his arms, like a thin piece of paper. He is afraid that if he exerts force alone, this person will shatter quietly.

What I have to admit is that when I fell in love with Qi Luyao at first sight, I was more or less attracted by this face.

The outline of this person has the gentleness and softness that an Omega should have, and the eyebrows and eyes are as cold as water.

He used to be a very gentle person, Xia Xinghe thought to himself looking at the teardrop falling on his arm, reflecting the morning glow - he has always been a very gentle person, never changed from the beginning to the end.

Xia Xinghe gently closed the other four fingers, and wrapped Qi Luyao's cold hand in his palm: "No way."

It seems that he has been waiting? With his promise, Qi Luyao finally frowned and fell asleep quite tiredly.

Fainting at this moment is actually quite dangerous, Xia Xinghe hastened his pace, and quickly brought Qi Luyao into a room that had been marked just now.

——He stepped on this place when he came here. It should have been a clinic before the disaster happened. Although? The clothes are intact, explain? There should still be some simple first aid supplies.

After kicking the door open with a bang, three or five zombies rushed inside.

This was all within Xia Xinghe's calculation range, he gently wrapped Qi Luyao with one arm and a half, and took the gun with his right hand.

"Bang bang bang!" He fired three shots in a row, hitting right between the eyebrows, and the zombie fell to the ground without any extra movement.

Just when he was about to rush directly into the warehouse, what he didn't expect was that the door opened "slightly".

For a moment, he was holding Qi Luyao in place, and a head poked out from inside: "The three...are all dead?"

……

Xia Xinghe really didn't expect that there would be living people in this place. This made him, with his boyfriend lying in his arms, a bit of a dilemma.

After experiencing the incident in the cellar, he fully understood that in this doomsday, there are too many factors that can divide the camps, far from being as simple as "dead" and "alive".

But when he saw the face of the newcomer, the suspicion and suspicion subsided a little.

Although this person's face was haggard, and his clothes still looked a bit disheveled even though he tried his best to keep it neat, but his appearance made Xia Xinghe feel familiar.

And the man seemed to feel the same way about him, looking him up and down with tired eyes.

The air just froze in place, until the other party staggered to his side, glanced at the person lying in his arms, and then exclaimed in a low voice, "Qi Luyao?"

Then he raised his head: "Xia Xinghe?"

At this time, Xia Xinghe suddenly remembered the identity of the person in front of him, and called out somewhat uncertainly: "Senior Zhou?"

This person's name is Zhou Bo'an.Xia Xinghe checked his name in his mind. He was Qi Luyao's classmate in college and Xia Xinghe's classmate. He used to have a good relationship with Qi Luyao, but because of gender issues, he ended up with countless non-omega Students together, disappeared from their field of vision after graduation?

The encounter at this moment is a bit bizarre, but since Qi Luyao's injury in Xia Xinghe's arms is already obviously serious, the two of them didn't have any unnecessary reminiscences, but quickly moved Qi Luyao into the warehouse behind them among?.

Zhou Bo'an quickly closed the door behind him, and carried Qi Luyao straight to a bed in the warehouse - this should be the place where this person rested during this time, but it didn't look like someone had slept on it .

"Finally someone came..." Zhou Bo'an quickly fetched surgical forceps, hemostatic agent, disinfectant alcohol, etc., and said in a trembling voice, "I? gone."

Xia Xinghe watched him skillfully operate on Qi Luyao's wound, and didn't dare to talk to him for a while, for fear that he might be distracted in the slightest.

It's not that he hasn't done the thing of picking bullets with his bare hands in the army, but it's true. When his boyfriend was lying in front of him, he found that he really couldn't do it.

But Qi Luyao said that when a doctor jokingly chats with someone, it often means that the patient is fine...

So Xia Xinghe opened his mouth, chatting with him cautiously: "You have been stuck here all this time, didn't you go out?"

The first thing he thought of was the batch of Omegas trapped in the Meteorological Research Institute. He was about to lose his mind in just ten or so days. How could this lonely Beta survive alone in a few months? go down?

Zhou Boan reached out and used tweezers to take out a piece of glass shards from a wound like the Great Rift Valley in East Africa, and replied, "How is it possible?"

These four words put Xia Xinghe's suspicions at ease, and then, the man opened his mouth to explain again:

"This is my clinic. I've been here since the outbreak of zombies. When I didn't have enough to eat, I went out to touch some. As a result, three of these things came to me a few days ago and blocked me. I didn't come to me without you. They may run out of ammunition and food, and die in it directly.”

"Then you didn't evacuate?" Xia Xinghe subconsciously blurted out.

Then, he saw Zhou Bo'an showing a weary smile: "Evacuate? Where to evacuate? Who will take me? Evacuate?"

At this time, Xia Xinghe realized that he had made a slip of the tongue—not all civilians would be able to receive the protection of the army, specially built shelters, and supplies and weapons specially prepared for them like himself.

Is this what real civilians look like before? Even if the end comes, home is still home, and there is nowhere else to go?

"Long time no see? I didn't expect you guys to still be talking."

Zhou Bo'an was chatting with him while stitching—obviously, this person's craftsmanship is quite good, the level of stitching should be at a height that Qi Luyao would not mind?, and his accuracy in observing the injury is also amazing.

He should at least work in a municipal hospital, not a dilapidated, shabby, unqualified black clinic in front of him.

Xia Xinghe lowered his eyes and responded softly: "Well, if I can wait until the disaster is over, I'll propose to him."

When Zhou Boan heard this, a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes: "That's great."

The two chatted awkwardly like this, and when Xia Xinghe felt a little tired, the sun was already high in the sky.

Xia Xinghe watched him put bandages on Qi Luyao's surroundings, watched the blood in the bottle flow into Qi Luyao's pale skin, watched Zhou Bo'an stop his hands and nodded, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"You guys take a break, I? Go to the next door to sleep for a while, and find something to eat when you wake up."

Zhou Boan stretched, yawned and went to the next door.Xia Xinghe also picked up a seat, lying on Qi Luyao's side, ready to fall asleep.

This reunion after a long absence was really hasty and messy, and even washed away all the emotions that should have been there, and it became not romantic at all, Xia Xinghe thought regretfully.

At this moment, his mind was almost blank, and he didn't have any extra energy to think about how to take the next step. It wasn't until there was a soft "pop" that the communicator in his pocket rolled under the bed, and Xia Xinghe became a little restless. Bending down, to pick it up.

Zhou Bai'an is obviously informal.Xia Xinghe thought to himself, with his personality, he absolutely cannot allow so many messy things to pile up under the bed.

Xia Xinghe endured the ashen smell that choked his nose, and went to find the communicator that he didn't know where to go.

Until he opened a box, his hand suddenly stopped in place——

His communicator was indeed there, not lost.

But what really attracted his attention was the white mask hidden in the innermost part.

A mask belonging to a member of "Shimizu".