I'm not really a zombie

Yuan Ling looked at everything outside the window from a position close to the wall.

Lin Fang cut the green wheat seedlings into sections, cut up the wild hawthorn, poured them into the pot and boiled them together with the compressed biscuits.

The brightly colored colors are full of vitality, and they are incompatible with the dark and dilapidated everything in the room, so it looks very appetizing.

Lin Fang nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at the figure who hadn't moved since he came back.

"What are you looking at? Did you spot someone spying on us?"

On the way back, Yuan Ling told him that someone was spying on them secretly.

Lin Fang, who is relatively dull in the last days, of course doesn't feel anything, but Yuan Ling has lived in this last days for so long, since he said so, there must be his basis.

He has natural trust in Yuan Ling.

Yuan Ling just waved his hands with his back turned to him, and his body remained motionless.

Lin Fang stared at the bony palm for a long time, then slowly turned back and stared at the cooking pot in a daze.

The fingers are slender and the bones are just right, like a work of art.

The room was very quiet, even the gurgling sound from the pot could be heard clearly, and the sweet and sour smell radiated in the room.

Lin Fang waited patiently for the water to boil.

High temperature can kill a certain number of viruses and reduce the possibility of mutated plants inducing disease.

Look, he has already begun to adapt to life in the last days.

One day, he will fully adapt, and even without relying on a guide, he will be able to live well in the last days.

The sound of boiling is getting louder, and the smell of food is getting stronger.

Yuan Ling left the window and sat down beside Lin Fang.

Lin Fang smiled and took out the bowls and chopsticks, filled a bowl full of rice and handed it to Yuan Ling. Yuan Ling's dazed expression staring at the cooked soft and rotten rice looked like an obedient boy in a room with poor lighting. child.

Lin Fang laughed.

So Yuan Ling stopped looking at Lin Fang in a daze.

Yuan Ling's eyes are very beautiful, especially when he is serious, there seems to be a star in them.

Although anticipating Yuan Ling's next move, the spoon in Lin Fang's hand still drew a few arcs in the air hastily.

"Don't lean over suddenly, you'll scare me..."

Lin Fang muttered in a low voice, but there was no sense of reproach in his words.

He could feel the temperature of Yuan Ling's fingers on his forehead, and he could also see the stars in Yuan Ling's eyes, which were beautiful.

He expected time to slow down a bit at this time, and time seemed to slow down as he wished, but he still felt that it was too short.

After a while, Yuan Ling let go of him and said, "It hasn't gotten worse."

Lin Fang tried his best to calm down his emotions and heartbeat.

Fortunately, the light in the room was not good, otherwise Yuan Ling would have noticed that he was blushing, but his heart was still beating violently uncontrollably.

Yuan Ling picked up his rice bowl to eat, but suddenly stopped, keeping that movement for a long time.

"Did you hear anything?"

"Ah, ah?"

Lin Fang, who was pressing his hand on his heart in an attempt to cover it up, thought he had been discovered.

But Yuan Ling's eyes did not stay on him, but made a gesture of listening to the surrounding voices seriously.Finally, I went to the window to listen carefully.

At first, Lin Fang thought Yuan Ling was overly vigilant, but gradually, he felt that he also heard the voice.

It only took a short time for the voice to appear and disappear at the beginning, and then gradually become clearer and closer.

Lin Fang and Yuan Ling came to the window together, and the voice was already very obvious.

It was the roar of a car.

City Z has always been as quiet as an empty city, and now there is the sound of cars in this empty city, and the sound is getting closer and closer to them, and then disappears suddenly.

Lin Fang was a little worried. Judging from Yuan Ling's previous performance, no matter whether the visitor was a member of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps or a survivor from City Z, it would not be a good thing for them.

"It's from the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group, their off-road vehicles."