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"Ajin, why did you come out?"

After finishing speaking, Lan Qiaoyi nervously turned his head to look at Pei Jingshuo, but there was something wrong with the man's expression.

He was about to ask, when he heard the other party's doubtful voice:

"Shen Heyi?"

For a moment, everyone present felt a little dazed, Ye Zhen frowned and said:

"what are you saying?"

Fu Yucheng was the first to react, and the man's calm voice sounded in the air:

"Shen Heyi, an outstanding researcher at the southern base, died among the zombies when the base was destroyed."

"If it was you..." Pei Jingshuo murmured:

"It all makes sense."

……

——The living room is brightly lit, several people are sitting on the sofa with a zombie, listening to the man explain:

"Before Qiao Qiao's version of the zombie vaccine was developed, there was actually an experimental version. At that time, Shen Heyi had personally injected it to test the efficacy of the drug."

Having said that, Pei Jingshuo looked at the expressionless Zombie King who was sitting next to the young man, with complex emotions flashing across his eyes:

"I didn't expect that it was the vaccine that was considered a 'semi-finished product' at the time and saved him."

It wasn't until this moment that Lan Qiaoyi suddenly realized:

It turned out that when I asked the zombie's name, it stumbled and said: it was the word "doctor".

Thinking of this, the young man suddenly felt a little sad. Even if the man became a zombie, what he was thinking about was still the time in the research institute.

He thought that he would always be the "Dr. Shen" in people's mouth, and wanted to end this chaotic and disorderly doomsday through his own efforts.

"Then, no, is there any way for Shen and Yi to recover?"

In a daze for a moment, Lan Qiaoyi almost called the zombie A Jin again.

Hearing this, even Pei Jingshuo fell silent. Seeing this, Lan Qiaoyi felt as if a big rock had hit his heart with a "bang-dang--", and his mood was instantly dull.

At this moment, Shen Heyi who was beside him looked at the young man's pale face, his golden eyes moved slightly.

He stretched out his hand, held the subconsciously clenched hand, and said word by word:

"Joe, Joe, don't... be happy."

Pei Jingshuo felt uncomfortable seeing his colleagues who used to stand side by side now become like this. The only thing that could comfort him at this time was that the other party had not completely lost his sanity as a human being.

"I'm not unhappy."

The beautiful young man drooped his eyebrows slightly, raised his head towards the high-ranking zombie who was staring intently at him, and smiled somewhat reluctantly, but there was a slight sadness in his dark eyes.

"Jojo, I was thinking..."

Pei Jingshuo leaned forward slightly, and held Lan Qiaoyi's other hand. His black eyes clearly reflected the youthful appearance at this time. The man said:

"Perhaps because Shen Heyi's body structure is different from before, the next change may not be a bad thing for him."

The boy slightly opened his eyes wide, and opened and closed his bright red lips:

"So you mean..."

Fu Yucheng answered Lan Qiaoyi's question:

"If the high-level zombies really evolve into the ninth-level zombie king, as the top of the pyramid of the zombie class, Shen Heyi's abilities will be equivalent to those of the ninth-level human beings."

Pei Jingshuo looked at the boy with gentle eyes, clenched his fair-skinned hand in a comforting manner, nodded and said:

"By then, the newly born zombie king will have a mind that is not inferior to that of human beings. That may be another way of evolution."

Lan Qiaoyi couldn't help looking at the zombies beside him, looking into those golden eyes, and after a while, he replied:

"I believe in Ah Yi."

……

That night, everyone returned to their rooms one after another, and even Shen Heyi was led by Lan Qiaoyi to the room arranged for him.

After the light in the living room was turned off, the whole villa was instantly plunged into darkness.

Half an hour later, a door was opened, and after a "squeak—" a figure appeared in the corridor.

The black shadow turned around and closed the door, then walked towards the opposite side.

At this time, Lan Qiaoyi, who was lying on the bed in the room, suffered from insomnia, and after turning over again, he sat up from the bed, leaned over and turned on the bedside lamp.

The loose and thin pajamas hang loosely on the delicate and lonely collarbone. The beautiful boy is sitting on the bed, holding a soft pillow in his arms. His black and soft hair sticks to his fair side face. No sleepiness.

After being dazed for a while, he was about to turn off the lights and go back to sleep, when there was a knock on the door of the room.

"Knock, knock, knock—" three unhurried sounds sounded, and Lan Qiao Yizheng paused slightly when he was about to lie down.

With a sound of "Pa-ta--", the doorknob was pushed down, and the figure of the young man appeared behind the door. He looked up at the man standing at the door, a little dazed.

"...Pei Jingshuo?"

The man was dressed in dark gray pajamas and pajamas. His warm eyebrows and eyes were shrouded in the dim light of the wall lamp in the corridor. He slightly lowered his eyes to look at the boy in front of him, and said softly:

"Sorry to bother Jojo."

"It's okay, what's the matter—"

As soon as Lan Qiaoyi finished speaking, the man standing at the door grabbed his hand:

"If possible, I hope..." Pei Jingshuo's expression had a hint of pleading, "I hope I can go in and have a talk with you."

Unconsciously, Xiaomei looked at the man's appearance at this time, and thought that the appearance of Shen Heyi today had a big impact on him. Thinking of this, his heart softened all of a sudden, and he quickly said:

"Yes, of course."

The door of the room was closed, and in a blink of an eye, the corridor became empty again.

--in the room.

Lan Qiaoyi was about to turn around to turn on the light, but the next moment someone around him covered the back of his hand. He was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt the man covering him from behind.

"Pei...Jing Shuo?"

In the dark place where the bedside lamp couldn't reach, the young man's voice trembled slightly, with a bit of pitiful helplessness.

"Jojo..."

The flexible waist was slowly embraced by a pair of arms stretched out from behind, the man leaned slightly, his chin rested gently on the beautiful shoulders and neck, his eyelids drooped slightly, and after a while, the vague voice slowly came:

"I miss you so much."

Lan Qiaoyi paused slightly when he wanted to turn around, and for a moment, he felt his heart was lightly hit by these words, and a place collapsed slightly.

"I'm back now, and I'm worrying you."

White and soft palms slowly covered the backs of hands overlapping at the waist.

With a slight movement, the man turned around and held the boy's hand tightly.

The slender fingers slowly stretched in between the fingers, the fingers crossed, and when the skin touched, a lingering atmosphere gradually spread in the room.

The hand that was originally placed on the waist was raised, Lan Qiaoyi felt that his hand was empty, and the next moment, he felt the warm touch of the palm hit his cheek.

The chin was lifted slightly, and a light and soft kiss appeared on the base of the snow-white ear, like a dragonfly's touch of water, under the hot and humid breath, a faint pinkness gradually rose up and spread to the soft white cheeks.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes were exquisite. At this time, his red lips were slightly parted, and he was breathing lightly. His body was turned around, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the man's warm and handsome face under the bright moonlight outside the window.

Those eyes that always had a soft light when they saw Lan Qiaoyi in the past, now showed an indescribable obstinate possessive desire.

"I like you, Jojo."

When they met for the first time, under the influence of Yan Ling, even though they were a little reluctant, they still walked towards them timidly.

Pei Jingshuo, who was sitting in the car, felt an inexplicable emotion suddenly welling up in his heart at that moment.

From then on, the man's eyes were always attracted to the other party without knowing it. Seeing the boy hurt, he felt distressed, and seeing the dimples on the boy's cheeks when he was happy, he was also happy.

Lan Qiaoyi's glances and smiles all involved Pei Jingshuo's emotions.

man thinks:

Maybe I really like him.

A gentle kiss was printed on the eyelids, the long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and then the tip of the nose gradually descended until it stopped at the corner of the lips.

"Can I kiss you?"

At that time, the young man's pretty face was already blushing. Hearing the man's question, his eyes drooped slightly, and his bright red lips were tightly pressed. If it wasn't for the man's arm still around his waist, Lan Qiaoyi felt that he was not at all. Can't stand.

"Can you, Jojo?"

Pei Jingshuo's gentle words sounded in his ears again, but this time, for the first time, the man who had always been estranged showed some eagerness.

But he still restrained, endured, and waited for the final permission.

"But...you can."

The pretty boy was so shy that he was about to cry, and every time the man asked him, he felt ashamed for no reason.

"So nice."

After the pitiful sigh, there was a lingering warmth on the lips.

Before getting permission, Pei Jingshuo told himself over and over again: Be restrained, be gentle, and not scare the timid boy.

It's just that after he got his wish, the man found in a daze that restraint seemed to be the cruelest punishment for him.

Pei Jingshuo, who has always had a certain amount of advance and retreat, at this time abandoned all his previous restraint. When facing the young man, all his self-control collapsed in an instant, and he was defeated in those moist eyes.

"Hmm... um—"

The thin sound of water stains resounded in the dark room, making people blush, and the bright red lips were like a fragrant flower, which was hung down in the man's mouth and ground finely.

In the gradually thicker fragrance, I obsessively hold the stamens.

The red soft tongue was entangled, looming between the white teeth, and the flower taster got closer to the flushed cheeks, and the tall nose bridge was slightly sunk into the soft white cheek flesh.

Going deep... the sensitive palate was gently licked by the soft tip of the tongue, and the boy trapped in his arms trembled suddenly, and a vague sob came out of his throat.

The pearls of the lips gradually became more bright red, raised slightly, and were gently embraced again.

In the dark night, wordless love spreads.

……

The next day, Ye Zhen, who was sitting at the dining table, frowned slightly, and looked at the two people in front of him without any trace:

His cat...and that Pei Jingshuo whose laugh made him extremely uncomfortable at this moment.

He didn't hide his gaze, but the man's mind at this moment was not shared with others.

Pei Jingshuo looked at the young man in front of him, the love in his eyes almost overflowed.

Seeing this, even Fu Yucheng, who had always been calm, had dark eyes and an inexplicably unhappy expression.

The only one present who was not affected was Shen Heyi who focused all his attention on the boy because he didn't eat human food.

For everyone, his return was completely unexpected.

Surprised, this is a good thing for Shen Heyi's former colleagues.

"...It's probably like this."

After the meal, Pei Jingshuo roughly told Lan Qiaoyi about his thoughts.

After listening, for a while, Lan Qiaoyi felt a little hesitant.

The man has completely confessed to him the sample data they have collected from Xia Feibai. Fortunately, the research has made new breakthroughs, but it seems that they still lack a very important experimental sample - that is the zombie virus .

If the mutated Shen Heyi hadn't suddenly appeared in front of them, perhaps the next secret mission issued by the base would be to capture zombies alive for the research institute to conduct experiments on.

It's just that Pei Jingshuo has always disapproved of this approach. Placing living zombies in a base full of humans is no less than throwing a bomb that may be detonated at any time into the crowd.

The existence of Shen Heyi just filled this vacancy, but...

The man looked at the boy with hesitation on his face, and continued:

"In order to make up for it, I can ask the base for unlimited zombie crystal nuclei for his advanced use."

Hearing this, Lan Qiaoyi looked at the high-level zombies around him with some hesitation, and finally said:

"Ayi, would you like to?"

The young man knew that the other party could actually understand, but he also knew that after becoming a zombie, Shen Heyi was almost in a state of wanting nothing.

Except always wanting to be with myself.

"Jojo, yes."

The thin lips of the zombie with golden eyes parted slightly, and a cold voice sounded.

Pei Jingshuo looked at this former colleague, smiled, and said:

"When you officially reach the ninth level, what you see will be a world that gradually returns to normal."

Because the research was imminent, Shen Heyi and Lan Qiaoyi entered the research institute that morning.

In order not to arouse the suspicion of others, he wore a pair of sunglasses. At first glance, except for the fact that he was wearing a coat in this weather, it looked a little weird, the high-level zombies looked no different from ordinary people.

"Doctor, you are here."

"Beep--" After two beeps, Lin Ling's face appeared in front of Lan Qiaoyi's eyes. He was taken aback, and saw the same surprise flashing across the man's face.

But soon, the other party came back to his senses and smiled at him.

The authority card that was later handed over to the man was called by Lin Ling as "picked up when he fled to the arsenal". Pei Jingshuo didn't know that the two had met once.

When he saw Shen Heyi who was following the two of them wearing sunglasses, Lin Ling glanced at the young man with a clear look in his eyes, but there was a puzzled look on his face:

"Doctor, this is...?"

"Volunteers who volunteer for clinical trials."

Pei Jingshuo's tone was flat and he didn't want to say more.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose expressed his understanding.

Soon, Lan Qiaoyi entered the laboratory, and he led the high-level zombie following him to the test bed. The other party cooperated very well throughout the whole process. Seeing its appearance, the young man became a little worried.

He subconsciously turned his head away, wanting to reconfirm with Pei Jingshuo that this matter would not cause any harm to Shen Heyi, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Lin Ling standing beside him at some point.

"you……"

It seemed that the prophet had predicted the boy's question, and the man replied with a smile:

"Don't worry, it's just an ordinary physical examination. By the way, blood is taken as a sample. There will be no serious problems."

Lan Qiaoyi subconsciously nodded and said:

"I see, thank... thank you."

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly laughed when he saw him like this.

"It's strange, why is it you?"

Hearing this, the young man frowned slightly, turned his head to look at him, his dark eyes clearly reflected the man's appearance, and a little daze appeared on his beautiful face.

Seeing his appearance, Lin Ling's heart moved slightly. Just when he was about to continue to say something, a man's voice came from not far away:

"Jojo—"

Lan Qiaoyi tilted his head slightly, and looked at Pei Jingshuo who was walking towards him.

Just in case, the laboratory isolated outsiders, and only the three of them were here, and Shen Heyi who was lying on the bed.

Before the machine started, Lan Qiaoyi suddenly heard a voice in his mind:

[Jojo, don't worry, I can feel that he is willing. ]

[228!How are you? ]

Then the comforting voice of the system sounded in my mind:

[I'm still...waiting for me. ]

The young man was taken aback, and Pei Jingshuo, who was always watching him by his side, suddenly asked a little nervously:

"What's wrong? Are you afraid, let Assistant Lin take you..."

"I am fine."

Lan Qiaoyi shook his head at the man and smiled.

It's just that the other party was still a little worried. Pei Jingshuo walked to the side of the boy, raised his hand to caress his cheek, and said with some concern:

"Jojo, don't worry, everything will be fine."

With his back to Lin Ling, he lowered his head and gently pressed a kiss on the fair cheek in front of him. His thumb lovingly caressed the faintly bright red eye corners, and his eyes were full of love.

Because he knew that the man was actually worried about him, Lan Qiaoyi took the initiative to walk to Lin Ling's side, his bright red lips opened and closed, and he actively cooperated and said:

"Let's go."

Accompanied by the "beep--" sound of the machine starting, the door of the laboratory slowly closed.

It wasn't until after walking a certain distance that Lan Qiaoyi turned his head to look at the man beside him, and said:

"Don't you have anything to tell me?"

"Well, what do you want to hear?"

Lin Ling turned around and asked with a smile.

"Your relationship with Xia Feibai, and..."

Lan Qiaoyi paused, turned around, and fixed his eyes on the man in front of him.

"Are you really just an ordinary research institute staff?"

Hearing this, the smile on the man's lips faded slightly.

Just when Lan Qiaoyi thought that the other party would not answer him, and turned around in disappointment and wanted to continue walking forward, a force came from his wrist.

"what are you doing?"

Lin Ling, who was holding him back, didn't say a word, and suddenly turned the corridor with the young man and walked forward.

It wasn't until the two stood in front of a closed laboratory that the man let go of the boy's hand.

"Don't you want an answer?"

The voice in his ears was flat, and Lan Qiaoyi suddenly realized something.

"Then go in."

The door of the laboratory opened slowly in front of the two of them, and Lan Qiaoyi walked in.

When he saw the boy sitting on the ground clearly, he was slightly taken aback:

"Xia Feibai?"

Hearing this, the head of the man sitting on the ground with his hands folded around his knees moved slightly, but he didn't answer him.

Lin Ling, who still came forward from behind, explained to Lan Qiaoyi:

"The people at the Northwest Base originally brought him back with the idea of ​​using him."

Therefore, the "betrayal" that Xia Feibai said is actually nonsense. Since he wanted to express himself because of his eagerness for quick success, he voluntarily proposed to the person in charge of the research institute to be an experimental subject, and his end was already doomed.

Hearing this, the boy once again looked at the thin and frail boy in the transparent isolation room, and after a long while, he opened his mouth and said:

"People don't remember you, even if you did give yourself to it."

This is the wrong way.

Just when Lan Qiaoyi was about to turn around and leave, the boy who had no reaction at first suddenly raised his head, and with a sound of "Boom," Lan Qiaoyi turned his head to look in surprise.

The boy's face was pale, his lips were purple, and he looked a little weak. His hands hit the transparent wall fiercely, but the eyes looking at the boy were surprisingly bright.

"Lan Qiaoyi——! Please save me, you must have a way to save me! I think... I want to go back, this is not my world, I want to go back!"

Seeing Xia Feibai's nervous look at this moment, Lan Qiaoyi felt that he was very calm at this moment.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand."

The young man's faint voice sounded.

The boy with a somewhat ferocious face was stunned for a moment, his eyes finally recovered a little clarity, he looked at the young man who was not a short distance away from him, looked at his clean and beautiful appearance, and finally said in a hoarse voice with some pain:

"I was born again, this is not my world, I want to go back, I want to go back..."

The boy gradually shrank back, hugging his knees, and kept muttering words like "go back" and "rebirth".

Lin Ling who was standing beside Lan Qiaoyi suddenly said:

"Do you know why he was reborn?"

As soon as the words fell, not only Lan Qiaoyi was stunned, but even the boy who had already shrunk into the isolation room was stunned. He raised his head and looked at the man standing outside at this moment in disbelief.

Xia Feibai's hoarse voice sounded at this moment:

"What do you mean?"

However, Lin Ling just looked at the young man beside him with indifferent eyes. His eyes swept over the other's pretty face and puzzled eyes, and he said:

"Fate is indeed capricious sometimes, and its gifts may be just a random joke."

The boy in the isolation room collapsed a bit. He firmly pressed the transparent wall with his palm and said loudly:

"You're talking nonsense, I picked up that thing, which only shows that I'm the one chosen by fate—!"

Lan Qiaoyi suddenly realized something.

"what?"

Lin Ling smiled. He leaned down and whispered in the boy's ear:

"That thing is mine."

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The second watch at six o'clock in the afternoon~