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"Someone was squeezed out over there—!"

Suddenly there was a voice in the crowd.

It's just that his voice was ignored by the turbulent struggling people, or...even if someone heard it, they couldn't take care of themselves, simply pretended that they didn't see it, and instead pushed forward even harder, shouting:

"Hurry up, zombies... Zombies are coming soon!"

As soon as the voice sounded, panic quickly spread among the crowd, and screams and shouts rang out one after another.

Lan Qiaoyi, who was pushed out of the safe area, couldn't hear it.

Caught off guard, he fell to the ground, his fair skin brushed against the rough ground, and a bloodstain appeared in the blink of an eye.

Lan Qiaoyi subconsciously "hissed" and was about to stand up, but paused in the next second.

The dizziness of being pushed down gradually disappeared, and his consciousness gradually became clearer. He could even feel a cold touch coming from his calf. I used to watch zombie movies with 039 to pass the time.

When he was pushed out by that person, he vaguely heard words such as "zombie" and "infection". When he thought of those zombies with blue skin, festered skin and blood stains, Lan Qiao Yideng felt a little at a loss , There was a trace of panic in his expression.

The touch on the calf became more and more obvious, he was taken aback, and wanted to struggle reflexively.

"Jie Jie Jie-"

The zombies wandering around gradually gathered. They smelled the faint fragrance in the air, and gradually walked towards the human youth on the ground.

Lan Qiaoyi turned his head a little stiffly to look, the back of the hand holding his ankle was faintly blue, not as bloody as he imagined, and he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Even in such an embarrassing situation, the young man among the zombies is still amazingly beautiful, his bare skin almost glowing white, even though there are a few gray stains on his cheeks and body due to the escape and the accident just now, he is still not damaged. The invisible attraction on his body even invisibly added a glass-like fragility to the pretty boy on the ground.

But in the next second, he felt a whirl of heavenly fragrance, and his gaze was raised instantly. Lan Qiaoyi was stunned for a moment, and when he realized his posture, he almost became incoherent:

[Ninety-nine—what is it doing! ]

Almost instantly, his sight was blocked by the rushing zombies, and the crowd was getting farther and farther in his direction.

——He was picked up by that zombie.

The wind blew past his ears, Lan Qiaoyi was held on his shoulders, his limbs were weak, and he couldn't escape at all. When his vision was shaken, he could barely see the zombie's neatly manicured nails.

Zombies...do they also pay attention to their image?

Lan Qiaoyi was a little dizzy thinking about it.

A group of zombies seemed to appear in a mighty manner, and then disappeared from people's eyes in a blink of an eye.

The terrified survivors froze for a few seconds, then hugged each other and began to cry, celebrating their escape again, completely forgetting the compatriots they had just abandoned.

One of them was the most emotional, his eyes were reddish, he was sobbing, and finally murmured a name.

When the people around him listened closer, they realized that the boy was chanting the same person's name:

"Blue Bridge Yi... Blue Bridge Yi——Blue Bridge Yi!"

By the end, there was almost a gnashing of teeth.

Hearing this, the eavesdropper trembled, his heart trembled, and he withdrew his curiosity, only looking at the speaker before looking away.

The boy squatting in the corner was thin and wearing a white shirt. He looked extraordinarily out of place in the apocalypse. His cheeks not covered by his arms were pale, and he looked a little weak.

It's just that Lan Qiaoyi, whose name was chewed bitterly by the boys, didn't know anything about it. At a corner, the zombie that was carrying him suddenly stopped moving forward. Put it on the ground.

Lan Qiaoyi held on to the wall to stand still, and the zombies quickly continued to walk forward in an instant, so he watched the street in front of him as clean as ever within a minute.

[Jiujiu, what's going on? ]

[Detected a strong magnetic field nearby, waiting for my analysis... host!The magnetic field disappears—]

039's surprised voice sounded in Lan Qiaoyi's mind, he was slightly taken aback, feeling confused.

Until Lan Qiaoyi was about to come to the end of the street, he didn't see any other human beings, and even the zombies disappeared.

It was getting late, and after trying unsuccessfully to find other people, Lan Qiaoyi finally decided to give up temporarily, and under the command of 039, he found a large shopping mall.

After confirming that there were no zombies here, he quickly decided to spend the night here.

With a sound of "squeak--", the glass door on the first floor of the shopping mall was pushed open. Because the doomsday was approaching, the society had stagnated or even regressed. Except for the bases established by powerful supernatural beings, the power supply in the exile area was almost cut off.

What came into view was naturally pitch black, Lan Qiaoyi subconsciously lowered his footsteps and focused on listening to the surrounding voices.

The moment he turned around and closed the door, he suddenly froze—a cold sensation came from his neck.

The small and delicate Adam's apple rolled, and the feeling of slightly rubbing against the sharp blade made Lan Qiaoyi's heart rise in an instant.

He didn't even dare to open his mouth to prove his identity.

"who are you?"

Some hoarse voices sounded from the left side, but the unique clearness of teenagers could be vaguely heard in it.

After a long while, there was still silence in the air. The boy seemed to have realized something. He slightly raised his hand and let go a little, but his eyes in the dark night were still staring at the vague silhouette in front of him.

As soon as the cold touch left, Lan Qiaoyi explained in a panic:

"I...cough cough, I'm not a bad person."

As soon as the words fell, he seemed to realize how ridiculous the words he blurted out just now were. For a moment, his body tensed up, and he explained in a panic:

"I'm leaving here now, don't kill me—"

The voice that sounded in the darkness was even a little choked up.

The people beside him seemed to be a little stunned. For a long time, Lan Qiaoyi didn't hear the other party's voice. Surrounded by silence and darkness, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered, and the trembling voice sounded again:

"You, are you still there?"

This time, the other party finally answered him:

"……exist."

At the same time, there was the dagger retracted from the neck.

With a sound of "Scratching—" a cluster of flames lit up in front of Lan Qiaoyi's eyes, and through the small piece of light in front of his eyes, the boy saw the boy beside him.

After seeing the other person's face clearly, he couldn't help being a little dazed.

The boy who was holding a candle in his hand had black hair and black eyes, his facial features were erect, his eyes were calm, his face was tense, but he could still see the coldness and indifference.

When Lan Qiaoyi saw the other party, Ye Zhen also silently looked at the boy who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The dim candlelight illuminated the white cheeks of the person in front of him, and the slender and dark eyelashes trembled slightly because of the owner's uneasiness, casting a small shadow under his eyes. The bright red lips were slightly pursed, and the beautiful boy with bright eyebrows raised his eyes. Come on, look at the boy.

"I'm not infected."

There was undisguised panic flickering in those black eyes, he seemed terribly frightened.

After Lan Qiaoyi finished speaking, he looked nervously at the boy who had been silent since just now.

The candle gradually went away with the light, and when the sound of going upstairs sounded, the figure of the other party paused slightly, and then, a faint voice sounded:

"Follow up."

Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, but soon came back to his senses, and quickly walked behind the boy, and under the light of the candlelight, he showed a timid smile towards him:

"Let's go."

After stepping onto the second floor of the shopping mall, Lan Qiaoyi's field of vision gradually widened. The bright moonlight was projected from several large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the lustrous light shone on the ground, reflecting a small halo.

The light of the candle gradually moved away from him, and Lan Qiaoyi looked at the boy in front again. He walked to the other side, watched the boy skillfully put the candle on the ground, and sat down against the corner.

Lan Qiaoyi followed him and sat down. For a moment, there was silence in the air, only the light of the candle flickered in the corner of the eye.

In the end, it was the boy who spoke first. In any case, the boy was the first person he really met in this dungeon. After a little hesitation, he finally asked:

"You...what's your name?" After finishing speaking, he hurriedly added:

"I have no malice, my name is Lan Qiaoyi."

"Ye Zhen."

The boy didn't seem to want to communicate too much, he just flipped through a piece of paper he took out from his pocket, and answered with his head down.

"..."

For a moment, Lan Qiaoyi was also a little dazed. He looked at the boy beside him, his gaze crossed the side face of the other side, and finally he chose to remain silent.

He looked around, stood up quietly, and walked to the shelf not far away by the light of the candle.

From entering the dungeon to now, after the momentary tension, the body that temporarily entered a safe state gradually sent a hunger signal to the brain.

The rustling sound came from not far away, and the boy sitting on the ground heard the sound and saw the flickering candlelight in his black eyes.

The bright moonlight softly covered the boy's fair side face with a layer of tulle. He reached for the vacuum-packed bread on the shelf, and seemed to want to recognize the number on the package by the moonlight.

"Everything on that shelf is edible."

A cold voice came from not far away, Lan Qiaoyi was taken aback, and looked up, the boy's clear jaw line was reflected in the candlelight, his eyes were calm and powerful.

He subconsciously squeezed the bread in his hand, took another bottle of milk and a pack of biscuits from the shelf, and walked back lightly.

When Lan Qiaoyi sat back beside the boy again, he put down the things in his hand and pushed them in the direction of the boy.

Ye Zhen naturally heard the voices of the people around him. He turned his head slightly to look at the box of milk and biscuits on the ground, but his eyes were unconsciously fixed on the people around him.

The young man seemed to be really hungry. After the package bag was torn apart with a "呲啦——", he took a bite of the bread, his slightly round cat pupils narrowed slightly, and his soft white cheeks moved slightly. agitated.

Ye Zhen rubbed his fingertips subconsciously.

As if aware of his own thoughts, the young man turned his head slightly, with a little softness in his eyes. He looked at the untouched food on the ground, and said with some doubts:

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Ye Zhen subconsciously wanted to say that I was not hungry, but he paused slightly after seeing the other party's timid and somewhat expectant eyes.

Lan Qiaoyi saw that the boy seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then reached out to grab the biscuit on the ground, leaving the milk there alone.

A dull "creak——" sound came for a long time, and the other party didn't say a word the whole time, just like his name, indifferent and cold.

Seeing this, Lan Qiaoyi stopped talking. He slowly chewed the soft bread in his mouth, and sighed happily in his heart:

[Jiujiu, he is really a good man. ]

The voice of 039 in his mind did not come through for a long time, and it took a long time for a hesitant voice to appear in his mind again:

[Host, you must protect yourself. ]

Lan Qiaoyi was confused by the nonsensical words, and then, perhaps because of his absent-mindedness, he choked on the bread.

Subconscious coughs came one after another. In order not to make too much noise, the soft white face was buried in the circled arms, and the arched thin back trembled slightly, looking extremely pitiful.

It's just that the coughing sound was still intermittent, and it didn't get better, and the white side face exposed from the arms was faintly red.

The boy finally stretched out his hand and caressed the trembling back.

Lan Qiaoyi's body froze, and the faint warmth seeped through the fabric to his skin. Ye Zhen lowered his eyes slightly, and slid down from the back of the boy's neck, without saying a word.

Like gently kneading a cat, a little pity mixed with complicated affection.

It wasn't until the coughing sound in the air gradually disappeared that the boy raised his hand and put it back again.

The dense black long eyelashes were wetted in clusters by crystal teardrops, and the pretty girl's cheeks were flushed, buried in the crook of her arms, panting lightly.

It wasn't until his breathing became stable that the boy raised his head and leaned back against the wall, his eyes drooping slightly.

A slender and cold white hand and a carton of milk appeared in the field of vision.

Lan Qiaoyi raised his eyes, and met those black eyes as calm as the sea, and the other's thin lips moved slightly:

"drink."

He was a little dazed, and subconsciously reached out his hand to take it in Ye Zhen's half-commanding tone.

The bud-like fingertips touched the boy's fingers, Ye Zhen's eyelids twitched, and the curvature of his jaw suddenly tightened.

It seemed that he realized that what he said just now was a little tough. When Lan Qiaoyi inserted a straw and took a small sip, he explained belatedly:

"Drinking will make you feel better."

"Um--"

At this time, the slender boy's legs were slightly bent, his hands were holding the milk in his palms, and his eyes were slightly lowered. Under the dim candlelight, it looked like a beautiful painting.

Milk helps sleep, coupled with today's various encounters, Lan Qiaoyi quickly fell asleep.

At this time, the candle had already burned out, and a gust of wind blew in. After struggling a few times, the small candle sapling was completely annihilated.

Ye Zhen looked at the young man who had fallen into a deep sleep beside him, and his gaze swept over the unconsciously curled up body of the other party, and the pale fingertips unconsciously sunk into the snow-white skin.

The boy was silent for a moment, stood up in the darkness, got up and left.

……

The mellow sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the thin eyelids, and the dark and dense eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly opened.

Lan Qiaoyi raised his hand subconsciously, the back of his hand blocked the light for a while, but he was taken aback when he saw what was happening to him.

The white blanket slid down the raised arm to the bent knee. Lan Qiaoyi reached out to pick it up. The plush feeling under his palm made him subconsciously move closer, and he couldn't help tilting his head and rubbing it slightly.

This attitude happened to be caught in the eyes of the boy who came over.

It looks like a lazy and beautiful cat, rolling up its own little quilt, and meowing coquettishly.

Hearing the sound, Lan Qiaoyi tilted his head slightly, half of his soft white face was still buried in the plush blanket, and his dark eyes just looked at the other party.

Ye Zhen's Adam's apple moved slightly, and after a while, he walked towards the boy.

Lan Qiaoyi straightened up slightly. He watched the boy walk in front of him. Then, a pack of wafer biscuits and a bottle of yogurt appeared in front of him.

He didn't move, and the boy kept holding it until he reached out to take it, and the other party sat down beside him.

Lan Qiaoyi folded the blanket and laid it flat on his lap, then turned slightly, tore open the package, and ate his breakfast.

From the beginning to the end, the boy next to him didn't say a word, he was still carefully looking at the piece of paper in his hand, what was written on it, Lan Qiaoyi didn't know, and didn't want to inquire about other people's affairs at will.

After he finished eating, the boy finally put away the paper in his hand, stood up, and walked in front of him.

"Let's go."

Lan Qiaoyi quickly followed his pace.

In the next few days, Ye Zhen seemed to acquiesce in the existence of the young man. During the day, they would be active in the surrounding streets, and at night they would return to the previous shopping mall to rest.

At first, Lan Qiaoyi thought that Ye Zhen was looking for his fellow human beings, until he saw the boy take out the paper that never leaves his body from his pocket again, as if he had sensed his gaze, the other party suddenly turned his head and looked at him He beckoned.

The beautiful cat frowned, the dimples on her cheeks looming, and moved closer to the boy.

"So it's a city map—"

Lan Qiaoyi suddenly realized that the other party was looking for a safe way out of the city.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty:

It seems that ever since I met Ye Zhen in the dungeon, from beginning to end, the other party took me with me, gave him food and drink, didn't think he was weak at all, but protected him everywhere.

Ye Zhen lowered his eyes if he felt something, and the young man raised his eyes to look at him, and said involuntarily:

"Ah Zhen, you are so kind."

Ye Zhen's eyes were dark, he put away the map in his hand, and looked away. After a while, a faint voice sounded in the air:

"is it?"

At that time, the beautiful cat was dragging out his mattress from the lounge, half-kneeling on it, stretching out his arms with a blanket, hearing this, he raised his head, and replied without thinking:

"Of course it is."

On the second night of their acquaintance, Lan Qiaoyi was already wrapped in a blanket and was going to sleep on the floor like the day before. Who knows, the boy brought a mattress from somewhere. Since then, Lan Qiaoyi Then I lived a life of sleeping peacefully and eating well.

It doesn't look like someone living in the last days.

And because Ye Zhen couldn't bear the cat's soft request, he also slept on the mattress with the boy on the third day.

Lan Qiaoyi's thinking was very simple: how could he let the boy lean against the cold wall when he was sleeping on a soft mattress.

……

This is the fifth night spent in the dungeon of the last days.

When Lan Qiaoyi was startled awake by the strange noises around him, he opened his eyes in a daze, and his still-drowsy brain slowly woke up.

The strange noise seemed to be coming from Ye Zhen's direction. After realizing this, he was so frightened that he sat up immediately.

Lan Qiaoyi turned his head a little stiffly, trying to wake him up.

But he was taken aback when he saw the scene in front of him clearly.

——I don't know when, Ye Zhen curled up, and babbled continuously from his mouth.

Lan Qiaoyi was startled, leaned over, stretched out his hand to push him awake, but was a little dazed the next second.

The skin touched was hot, and the boy seemed to have become a human furnace at this time.

He panicked slightly, and subconsciously held the other's tightly clenched hand, trying to wake him up, but at this moment he heard the voice of 039 in his mind:

[Host don't worry, I detected an energy fluctuation in this person, and his life will not be in danger for the time being. ]

Hearing this, Lan Qiaoyi suddenly thought of a possibility, and he subconsciously asked:

[Jiujiu, tell me, is it possible that Ah Zhen is going to awaken his abilities? ]

Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved and stood by the boy's side.

Seeing that Ye Zhen's body temperature had dropped a little in the middle of the night, Lan Qiaoyi was also relieved a little. He lifted the boy up slightly, fed him a little water, and then put him down again.

But at this moment, he was grabbed by the wrist.

Lan Qiaoyi was startled, and looked up. In the darkness, the boy opened his eyes and looked straight at him.

...like the eyes of a predator who has locked onto the prey in an instant - it is bound to win.

In an instant, the world spun around in front of his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, Ye Zhen had already suppressed him.