Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

City C, March 39th, at [-]:[-] in the morning.

Lying comfortably on the second floor of the villa, Moze read with gusto a psychology book he found on the shelf of the original owner.

This villa is very nice, with a yard of more than 100 square meters, and three mango trees are planted in a flower bed surrounded by red square bricks on the side of the yard.how to say?Rich people will enjoy it, not only the underground parking garage, but also fountains and flower beds.

The soil in the flower beds is black soil with excellent fertility, which also explains why those green shrubs grow so vigorously.

And in the underground garage, Moze also found a diesel generator. If it wasn't for the choking mechanical smell, it might take longer to find the machine in the corner of the garage.

In this month's life, Moze has implemented the term "lustful life".In the kitchen locker of the villa, there were several bottles of red wine that were obviously stored more than practical. Alex dug them out. Delicious red wine.

In fact, the original owner was buried in the soil of the flower garden.

The rich man who didn't want to go to the hospital is in good shape, he doesn't have the big belly that Moze thought, but he is a little fat.I received preventive treatment from a private doctor at home, but I didn't expect that the private doctor was actually a carrier.

If it weren't for the private doctor, the owner of the villa might still be able to survive until the body produces antibodies, enough to fight against the virus crystals floating in the air.

But if there is no if, if there is, Moze will not stay in City C now, let alone become a prototype.

After all, if he knew that there was such a pervert in that alley, Moze would not let Leng Yan run into that alley to play hide-and-seek with him.

Look, so many ifs are useless, right?

Thinking of this, Mo Ze rolled his eyes and distanced himself from Chen Simeng, looked at the young man wriggling uncomfortably because of the loss of Mo Ze's body temperature in his arms, and clicked his tongue.

Who knows, he called himself master because in his vague human memory, it seems, maybe, should, probably that after calling a person who is not easy to approach "master", it will be easier to approach him.

Helping Chen Simeng cover the quilt, even though it was not necessary, Mo Ze made this movement gently.When he withdrew his hand from the quilt, he realized that he seemed to have gotten used to this noisy guy like Chen Simeng.

And listening to him call his master became more and more pleasing to the ear, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong, and the initial awkward feeling was gone.

Well... Habit is such a terrible force.

Walking out of the bedroom, Moze unexpectedly saw a person sitting on the sofa.

"Moze? You woke up so early?" Leaning on the soft coral fleece sofa, he looked at the slightly backlit figure coldly, and got up to make room for him.

"You haven't slept all night?" Looking at the room allocated to Leng Yan in surprise, the bed arrangement has hardly changed, and the dent on the sofa doesn't look like it could be squeezed out after sitting for a few minutes .

"I can't sleep." Looking at Moze who was sitting next to him drinking water and rinsing his mouth for a while, he asked coldly and eagerly, "Can I give you a hug? Just give me a hug!"

"Cough! Cough cough! Sorry?" Wiping the water stains from the corner of his mouth, Moze put the water bottle back on the table without realizing it, and couldn't help raising one eyebrow: "You didn't sleep all night because of Think about it?"

Leaning back on the seat without speaking, Leng Yan took a deep breath, relaxed his whole body on the sofa, and murmured weakly: "It's nothing, it's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I feel a little uncomfortable." Habit."

"Haven't we been living here since we came back from City G?" Sitting on the sofa, Moze carefully glanced at the cold words' reaction from the corner of his eye.I always feel like I have something to say about the cold remarks tonight, but I can't say it.

"No... I didn't mean that... Didn't Chen Simeng pester you?" The tone was a little unbelievable, and his eyes kept looking at Moze's room, as if he wanted to confirm that he must sleep in the same bed with Moze The prototype body, what kind of mental state is it at this time.

"He fell asleep, do you feel a little lonely?" As soon as he uttered his conjecture, Moze felt that he hadn't slept all night, and the cold comment that he wanted to hug him when we met might be because he was too lonely recently.

Alex has nothing to do. Apart from supervising the ability of the three to practice the prototype body every day, he just learns the postures in martial arts and meditates.Because of Chen Simeng's entanglement, I have no time to take care of other things.It seems that the only cold words are wandering around the three-story villa every day, not to mention how boring it is.

"Where is it? I just remembered when we played in S City before, and wanted to see if I could still find that feeling." Turning his eyes away, he turned his head, and said coldly, trying to pretend to be natural, looking at the thin film outside the window Under the hazy moonlight under the clouds, he said calmly: "The moon is quite round tonight."

I didn't hear Moze's answer, and looked back strangely. In my memory, Moze seemed to have never ignored his own problems, both when he was a child and now.Even if Chen Simeng disturbed him, it didn't seem to affect the tone of his communication with him...

For a moment, Leng Yan felt that he seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

The already dark light around suddenly became darker, and the left arm was grabbed by the silent Moze, who didn't know what he wanted to do coldly, relaxed his body, and fell to sit on his bed with Moze's tug. arms.

"Hug, hug whatever you want, but you have to tell me why you didn't sleep all night, don't tell me to look at the moon! Do you believe it yourself!" Moze opened his hands defenselessly, with a gentle smile on his face He seemed to ask strangely, "Don't you want to give me a hug? My posture is ready."

"Hmm..." He tightened his arms carefully, as if everything was just an illusion.Leng Yan buried his head on Mo Ze's shoulder, took a deep breath, and murmured softly, "I thought you forgot about me...everyday I'm with that Chen Simeng."

Did you really stay up all night because of this kind of thing?

Even if Moze didn't put his mind on Leng Yan at all, he could hear the whispers by his ear clearly.What's more, since just now, Moze has been paying attention to Leng Yan's every move.He really couldn't understand why this person, who was almost cold-blooded in every aspect, suddenly became so weak.

Mo Ze and Leng Yan are not the same kind of people, so naturally they don't understand what is going on in his heart.For Moze, as long as he wants to make friends, he can make as many friends as there are people on the earth.It's just that the quality is uneven, and it's more likely that the other party doesn't take Moser seriously at all.

But just looking at the surface, it must be felt that this person has a wide range of contacts.

Cold words are different, only those who are accepted by him and accept him will be treated as friends.However, because of the incident that terrified Moze and him when they were young, it was too realistic in the eyes of other children and parents.

Only those who have experienced it will know that the world is full of darkness without light. Although he has not fallen into it, Leng Yan still feels that he has become a gray part.

Melt in the darkness, walk in the light.Those innocent children can't accept Leng Yan's way of looking at things at all, and Leng Yan can't understand those who think the world is beautiful.

From childhood to adulthood, the teachers and mothers are probably the ones who are almost alone and have the most sarcasm.As for the father?Leng Yan felt that he had almost forgotten him, and he didn't know where he died now.

For Leng Yan, finding Moze again was an exciting event.Although he has a lot of new friends, it is obvious that he still holds a very important position in his heart, which is enough.

The appearance of Chen Simeng made Leng Yan feel the crisis. Gradually, most of Mo Ze's attention was on him. Although most of them were negative emotions, they would naturally become acceptable after a long time.He knew Moser, and he knew himself.

If it continues like this, it's really hard to say what I will do in a world without legal constraints when I have a strong ability.

Thinking of this, Leng Yan gradually tightened his arms, and Mo Ze, who was supposed to remind him aloud, also silently embraced Leng Yan, who was tense all over his body, without saying a word.

What this nervous guy was thinking, Moze had almost guessed. Since entering junior high school, Moze had already felt the cold words from far away in S city, as if he was lonely.What occasionally appears between the lines is also the nostalgia for myself.

If he only has one heart-to-heart friend, it is understandable that he would do this.Now I'm probably worried that Chen Simeng will take his place in my heart, right?

Moze really wanted to laugh a few times, then patted Leng Yan on the shoulder, and told him solemnly: "You will always be my most important friend."

But this is of no use to cold words. Who wouldn't talk and lie?This sentence sounds high-sounding, and even I feel like it sounds like pure comfort, let alone cold words?

Putting his chin on Leng Yan's shoulder, Mo Ze lightly bumped Leng Yan's temples with his head, and asked with a smile: "Are you jealous? Let's go for a walk outside together today, no Take Chen Simeng."

If you want him to believe in himself, it is the best choice to prove it with actions.

And it's true that I've stayed in the villa for too long, and I'll be bored if I dislike Chen Simeng all day long, so it's better to go out to change my mind.

"...Okay." Although the expression did not change, Moze could still hear the joy hidden in the voice.

Oh, are you close friends?

Moze let out a low laugh, listening to the rustling sound of the fabric rubbing against each other, and lightly pressed his hand on the happy face of Leng Yan.

Such an intimate gesture made Leng Yan, who was about to get up, stunned for a moment, and then naturally grabbed Mo Ze's outstretched hand.

"What do you want to say?"

"What do I want to say?" Mo Ze grabbed Leng Yan's wet palm with his backhand, and said with a serious expression: "I only have one friend like you."

So don't worry that I will alienate you, that's impossible.