The paranoid hero always mistakenly thinks that I have a crush on him [End Times]

He grew up in the laboratory. He obviously has parents, but his life is worse than that of an orphan without father and mother.

Because his parents are a pair of lunatics.

Only a lunatic would inject all kinds of weird medicines into his child's body.

He wants to escape.

Killing one's father and one's mother is the first step in fleeing.

He was seventeen or eighteen years old when he enjoyed the free air for the first time.

But he successfully escaped from the cage, but he didn't feel happy.

The laughing and playing of children in the park, the laughter of young people on the side of the road, and the old people snuggling up to each other and playing chess under the trees, all of these are so unsightly to him.

He resented, loathed.

He wanted to tear the smile off all, those people's faces bit by bit.

He wanted to see them, unloved, displaced, with nowhere to hide.

So he hid back in the laboratory again, locked himself in, spent a year and a half, and successfully fiddled with the virus that his parents hadn't developed until they died.

He took some more time, waiting for the virus to spread to every inch of the world.

The outbreak did not happen in a flash, but the waiting process was not difficult either.On the first day of the outbreak, he drank the medicine he had prepared and found a secluded house, and fell into a coma in the following days.

People infected by the virus will eventually become zombies.

After drinking the medicine in advance, he will not only be regarded as the same kind by the zombies, but also become the leader of the zombie group after waking up from a deep sleep.

When he is asleep, he can perceive everything around him.

It may be because the end of the world has just begun, no one has left the house without authorization, and no one has broken into the house he is in.

Until one day, a strange, somewhat surprised voice rang beside my ears.

"Hi?"

"How are you?"

He can't wake up.

Only voices can be heard, but the speaker cannot be seen.

But the voice was very close, and he could feel the gaze of the other party, and knew clearly that he was talking to him.

When we met for the first time, this strange young man whose mind might be a little abnormal, saw that he didn't answer, and chatted with him for 10 minutes on his own.

Every day after that, this young man will appear, and it can be heard from the voice that he is not very old.

For some reason, he kept telling him the story for a week.

After drinking the medicine, his body was transformed. Before he fell asleep, he didn't even find a safe place where no one would find him, just because he knew that no one could kill him.

But until this moment, he didn't know that there was another kind of torture, which was more tormenting than killing people.

He felt very irritable at first, and wanted to get up and kill him, but his physical limitations prevented him from doing so.

Later, the biggest expectation every day was to hear his voice ringing in my ears.

I want to hear him tell stories about Tang Seng, his mentor and his disciples and Azeroth, I want to hear him tell the story about the ugly duckling looking for its mother, and I want to hear him tell the story about Monkey King beating three Nicholas monsters.

Later, he thought, this person, whose appearance and name he did not know, might have a lonely heart just like himself.

Otherwise, why would you talk to a "vegetative person".

What a poor little one.

he thinks.

For his poor sake, when he wakes up, he can reluctantly allow him to continue to stay by his side and tell stories.

he thinks.

What he didn't expect was that just when he was about to wake up, that voice disappeared forever.

He opened his eyes, and what he faced was an empty room, as if no one had ever been there.

That poor little guy ran away.