For a while, Cao Rui felt that she would no longer love and had no memories of feelings in her mind.

She lost her husband, lost all her family, was imprisoned like a dog, and was humiliated by countless men.

All of these are terrible memories she wants to forget forever.

Cao Rui once liked Su Hao. But Su Hao only liked Xinyan———The man's will is like steel, and his feelings are like steel, and there is no possibility of melting and becoming soft.

It is true that loyal love is indeed amazing and enviable.

If every man was the tough and stubborn type of Su Hao, there would probably be no word "affair" in the world again.

Cao Rui is very young and beautiful.

A beautiful and charming mature woman is like a peach dripping with juice.

Cao Rui is surrounded by "worker bees". Although their faces and appearances are different, and their experiences are rarely similar to life experiences, they have black particles in their bodies. This mysterious substance seems to have a vague correlation effect on different individuals. So the tacit understanding between Cao Rui and other team members cannot have ideas such as "love".

Among all, Luo Jingpeng seemed very special—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

He often stared at Cao Rui, without hiding the hot desire in his eyes.

The people in this city are almost dying.

Zombies seem to like eating men.

There are very few targets for the opposite sex to choose from.

Cao Rui is very lonely.

She... is still young after all, she is a woman.

As various factors add up, the two people are very clear about each other's intentions.

The only thing missing is a suitable opportunity to break the thin barrier.

Yesterday was April April Day.

Han Ying brought more than 20 captured sparrows from outside the city. Cao Rui plucked all these cute little things and fryed them crispy and fragrant in the oil pan. She was embarrassed to enjoy them alone, so she sent a telegram to ask Su Hao and Du Tianhao to come and drink.

Su Hao is busy with the matter of crystal stone.

Du Tianhao replied in the telegram very frankly: "A fool is a fool. I don't want to be regarded as a fool on such a fool's festival. I can drink at any time. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow. But today is not possible——I am normal, I am not a fool."

So, Cao Rui gnawed the fried sparrow sprinkled with pepper and salt alone, and drank the fifty-six-degree red star Erguotou.

She drank and cried.

If it were the past, the husband would not have left himself alone at all.

He knows the mood very well, knows when he needs coffee and music, and always quietly hugs himself from behind, very gentle.

Luo Jingpeng happened to pass by the door and was called into the room by Cao Rui, and then drank to him.

Although they are all strengthening people, they still cannot withstand the magic of alcohol.

Half drunk and awake, I don’t know who took the initiative, nor did I record a video to prove what happened at that time. The two of them started hugging, burping, talking about ambiguous topics, holding hands, kissing, and then naturally rolling onto the bed.

Then...and...and then, then, that scene that happened before.

Luo Jingpeng woke up early.

He wanted to go out for a walk and let the cold rain wash his drowsy mind.

As soon as he left the room, Cao Rui also woke up.

She sat in her pajamas in front of the window, silently watching Luo Jingpeng playing with zombies outside, venting, dazed, and crazy...

The two looked at each other, and neither spoke nor knew what to say.

Looking at Luo Jingpeng, who was wet all over his body, Cao Rui suddenly felt very funny.

She raised her head, and her long wavy hair immediately dissipated, forming a dazzling and beautiful painting as her head swung.

"Yesterday was exactly my ovulation period. I'll get pregnant."

When he said this, Cao Rui kept smiling strangely on her face.

Although there are some ridiculous things, they are facts.

Luo Jingpeng's face felt a fever—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

After nearly half a minute, he hesitated and stuttered: "I... I will take responsibility for it to the end."

This is a typical declaration after a boy makes a mistake.

Cao Rui looked at him with a smile: "You can't beat me."

Luo Jingpeng subconsciously remembered the scene when Su Hao tricked into this building, Cao Rui was holding his throat with one hand and unable to move.

Luo Jingpeng was a little embarrassed and angry: "Yesterday, you...you are under me."

Cao Rui's expression was very calm and her voice was pleasant: "Yesterday was April Fool's Day. I deliberately let you do it."

Luo Jingpeng opened his mouth to argue, but in the end he was speechless.

Cao Rui raised her left foot and stepped on the partition of the chair. This action caused the hem of her pajama to twist and shrink to her waist as she twisted her body, revealing her smooth and white slender thighs.

"You have to help me get more nutritional supplements."

Cao Rui put away her frivolous and joking tone. She slowly stroked her abdomen and said seriously: "I want to eat well, so do the child."

She believed that Luo Jingpeng could understand the hints in her words.

The world is different, but humans still have to survive.

Living means a new life.

The dead can only represent the past, and people cannot live in memory forever.

My husband and relatives are dead... I want to reorganize my family, have a new lover, and rebuild my home.

Luo Jingpeng's eyes gradually became solemn.

He walked up to the messy dining table, put away the bottle containing the broken wine. Then, he picked up the clothes that Cao Rui hung in front of the bed and found cigarettes from his pocket.

"I won't smoke and drink anymore. So do you. Otherwise, it's not good for the child."

These words are said equally seriously.

Luo Jingpeng was a little excited and moved.

He couldn't help but remember the girl who was once regarded as her future daughter-in-law by her mother and left him because of the house and car.

Cao Rui opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a hose containing dark red liquid from the small refrigerator, and threw it to Luo Jingpeng.

"What's this?"

“It makes you stronger.”

Of course, Cao Rui would not tell Luo Jingpeng that this was Su Hao's blood.

She believed that this man would become a "worker bee".

Only in this way can it be accepted by other team members.

In a three-story building near the east of the city, Wang Jundi was guarding the window near the road. Through the anti-theft cage, he stared at the sidewalk opposite with his nearly fire-breathing eyes.

The sycamore tree that was summoned by spring was already full of green. Just next to the big tree, a rebar more than four meters long was pressed against the tree and penetrated vertically into the pit.

The rebar is very thick, with a dark brown rust on the surface. The vertical front end is sharply ground, and there is a man who has long been dead and has become stiff on it.

To be precise, he was not hung up——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

At first glance, it looks like a little yellow croaker with bamboo sticks pierced through the barbecue stall in a night market.

The deceased is named Zhao Yuhang, who is Wang Jundi's friend.

His whole body was stripped naked, and his facial expression was still frozen in a moment full of infinite fear and despair before his death. Zhao Yuhang's eyes turned white, and the violent nerve stimulation caused by the steel bars stabbed into his body made most of the eyeballs protrude out of his eye sockets, squeezing the muscles around the eye sockets to the extreme. The terrifying stick-like metal pierced the esophagus and trachea, and it stretched out from the mouth that was nearly thirty centimeters long, and it was also connected to a part of the tongue and lips that had already appeared.

The warm wind blew through the window, and a rotten smell passed through Wang Jundi's nose.

It was the smell of zombie rotten meat and internal organs. They were applied to Zhao Yuhang's corpse—a few black intestines were hanging around his neck. A bamboo stick was inserted diagonally on his left leg, and there was something on the top of it that I don't know whether it was the liver or the heart. The surface of the corpse was covered with sticky and greasy rotten pus. These dirt filled with countless bacteria and viruses attracted many flies. Although these flying insects were very small and were still very weak after winter, they did not prevent them from flying up and down the corpse, looking for the most suitable food for them.

Wang Jundi held the assault rifle in his hand tightly and stared at the corpse with fierce and painful eyes. He gritted his teeth tightly. His face, stained with a lot of dust and dirt, was very dirty, but it was obviously washed out by tears, revealing his true colors in his skin, and he had already dried up in the small ditch.

The sun continues to climb in the sky, and the ground temperature is gradually getting hotter.

The climate in Kunming is very special, not too cold or too hot. Whether in summer or winter, it comes earlier than in other places, and the temperature difference in season is not obvious. It is suitable for human habitation, and zombies also like it very much.

Wang Jundi felt a soreness in his stomach.

It’s like drinking a lot of vinegar, which is rapidly fermenting in the stomach, constantly producing a lot of gas, stimulating yourself to keep burping, but it can never eliminate the extremely strong sense of hunger.

Wang Jundi put his left thumb into his mouth and chewed his nails viciously.

When I had a meal, it was at noon the day before yesterday.

He, Zhao Yuhang and An Ran are friends and live in a residential building not far from here.

An Ran is good at cooking. He collected some potatoes and rice, as well as cornmeal and soybeans. These mixed things were mixed and ground, mixed with water and baked into pancakes. Then he pulled some new shepherd's purse and dandelions from the green belt on the roadside and mixed with soy sauce... For survivors who have not tasted fresh vegetables for a long time, such a meal is indeed worth remembering.

Since Su Hao’s camp replaced the guns and bullets, Wang Jundi and Zhao Yuhang have been searching for silver bones in the pile of corpses near the cinema south of the city.

There are thousands of dead bodies there—no one knows what the exact cause of them or their deaths. The corpses are humans, and more are zombies. The deceased have severe decay, and the soft tissue basically no longer exists, leaving only large areas of gray-black or white bones.
To be continued...