I'm not really a zombie

Lin Fang knelt and sat there motionless, Yuan Ling leaned against his arms, his breathing was so weak that it was barely audible.

The clothes were soaked in blood and stuck to his body wet, heavy.

He also felt heavy in his heart.

In this semi-enclosed space full of blood and blood, Lin Fang felt as if he was suffocating due to lack of oxygen, his brain was completely unable to think, it was blank, and he simply emptied out completely.

He forced himself not to look at the hideous wounds on Yuan Ling's body and the blood flowing out, forced himself not to think about the consequences of this, but just gently hugged Yuan Ling like this, and listened carefully to the two breaths in the space, one light and one heavy. Voice.

The heavier one is himself, and the lighter and shallow one is Yuan Ling.

Sometimes, the soft breathing sound would disappear for a short while, at this time he would hold his breath and listen carefully, and he would not relax until the breathing sound appeared again.

Time passed little by little like this, it was dark, and the temperature dropped little by little.

Lin Fang put his arms around Yuan Ling and didn't move.

How could he let go of Yuan Ling to get the crystal nucleus?

How could he leave at this time?

he can not.

When his parents passed away, he didn't have time to be with them, and that was the thing he regretted most.

Now that Yuan Ling is like this, how can he make the same mistake again?

Darkness swallows everything.

The cold made Lin Fang feel like he was frozen as hard as pork, and the strange thing was that he felt that Yuan Ling in his arms was also as cold as ice, but he kept that posture without moving.

How nice to be alive.

Tears rolled down his face, itching.

God, I am willing to give half of my life to him, let him live.

……

The cold and darkness are not without any benefits. In such an environment, Lin Fang felt that Yuan Ling's breathing sound was easier to catch.

It's good that Yuan Ling is still alive.

It's nice to be alive.

Lin Fang once again felt the beauty of being alive. After this time, he became even more convinced that he must live.

The darkness and cold gave him many delusions, and his consciousness was not so clear, so he had many delusions, which were intermittent and strange.

Gradually, at dawn, he felt Yuan Ling move in his arms.

Mornings have never been so beautiful.

Yuan Ling was still lying in his arms, as quiet as when he had confirmed whether Yuan Ling was alive countless times.

So Lin Fang began to wonder if he had hallucinations again.

Because even though it was dawn now, he still felt that his limbs were frozen hard, like frozen meat.

He reached out and touched the few strands of Yuan Ling's raised hair, and then touched the top of Yuan Ling's head, gently. He remembered that there was a blunt scar on Yuan Ling's forehead, and carefully avoided it.

Put your hands there without moving.

Feeling the furry feeling in the palm of his hand, Lin Fang wanted to laugh, but his face was very stiff, maybe it was because of the severe cold in the night, and his face hurt when he pulled it.

But it doesn't matter, Yuan Ling is still alive.

Yuan Ling is still alive.

Perhaps his prayers last night had worked.

Yuan Ling's face was pale and he struggled to prop up his precarious body. Although his eyes looked weak, they didn't look like candles that would go out at any time as before. of weeds.

Tenacious, wild grass.

The wild grass pursed its chapped and pale lips, and looked at him with an indescribably weird and fragile look, and maybe a little sadness.

"I want candy." He said softly.

Lin Fang carefully moved Yuan Lingban to the corner to lean against. He tried his best not to look at the pool of blood or Yuan Ling's body.

Then he stared at Yuan Ling for a while as if confirming, and tried hard to squeeze out a "yes" from his throat.

The voice was hoarse and strange, high-pitched and deep.

When he came out of the room, he stumbled on the threshold, and as he came out of the house, he stumbled outside the door with a loud crash.