Chapter 62: A Dream

Before Zhao He vaguely feel Qi Yan and Song Fei two people strange. There are no concrete examples to back it up, it's just a feeling, a sense of masculinity.

Now it feels even stronger.

The man upstairs was very considerate, and when he couldn't figure out why, he volunteered: "Hey, don't bother, I'll tell you directly..."

'No! Zhao He instinctively refused, asking himself, he really did not want to understand so detailed.

But after all this, he felt that his body had regained some warmth. Be inspired by Qi Yan are just hot up a heart, the result with Song Fei "cordial conversation" not a few rounds, their limbs on the blood reflux.

Sure enough, the positive energy is brave, and the negative energy is infinite.

"Zhao He!" Has been quietly listening to what to ask always feel no voice, classmates to let 1 class double fury bully dead. Moreover, he did not agree with Zhao He's practice of sleeping in the apple tree, which is a joke with life.

The call of the deceased made Zhao He's heart warm and tears filled his eyes: "Little He --"

"These two are really good, far more than you and I can imagine, I believe in them, you believe in me for once." Don't say a word, let's get the zombies here, and you go back to the canteen!"

"..." After the long battle between Heaven and man, Zhao He gritted his teeth: "Success!"

He does not believe the Song Fei full of mouth running train, always want to believe the simple and honest he asked. Although he did not know what kind of battle the three people had in the building, and what kind of strength Song Fei and Qi Yan showed, but the words such as "very powerful" and "far beyond imagination" were so heartfelt that they could hear full sincerity and firmness in the space.

The cold wind blew, and the frozen face only felt like being touched gently by something.

Zhao He adjusted his breathing, quieted down, and let his sense of existence slowly thin into a thick apple tree branch.

There is no need for more communication, and in the sudden silence, what to ask has already been understood. He may not be able to fight enough Song Qi, physical defeat Zhao He, but also for the comrades dedication of a sincere -

"Hey! We're over here! Look here!!"

He asked the voice is very big, can hear is the attitude of going out.

But until his last sound faded into the distant sky, there was absolutely no movement on the side of the tree.

Zhao He feels that even if there is a zombie running past, also count his comrades success. But, really not. Even the fierce face that had been excited about Zhao He also dimmed down, the eyes gradually empty, the expression tended to be blank, and the sixty-nine heads came together into a large group picture - [apathetic.jpg].

Zhao He sighed, this kind of thing also pay attention to talent, he wants to tell what to ask, not even if, don't insist.

But he's trying to get the zombies to think of him as a branch, so it's hard to talk.

Fortunately, upstairs He students carry forward the spirit of the predecessors to do experiments, this material is not good, just try that. Soon, a slightly reserved and shy song replaced the roar

"Can you give me a song time ~~ tight turn that hug into forever ~~ In my arms you don't have to be afraid of insomnia ~~ If you want to forget I can lose my memory ~~"

There was a rustling disturbance under the trees.

Apparently, songs are still more seductive than shouts, and I don't know if it's the zombie instinct, or if the prey has cultivated a musical sentiment.

Finally, one of the zombies began to turn around and go to the bottom of the window where the three were.

Where there's one, there's two. Where there's two, there's three.

But the speed of leaving the number is far from enough!

The zombies are like not sure whether there is prey or floating clouds, holding the psychology of casually going to have a look, swaying away, and even more after hesitation, resolutely choose to stay, Zhao He almost wants to cry for this firm love. What's more, if you keep this efficiency, the dawn may not walk clean...

"Can you give me time for a song?"

"I'm sorry I can't. One more song and Zhao He will fall like an apple, and that's not Newton standing under the tree."

Songfei helpless interrupt, pull what to ask, on their own.

It was a very difficult decision to make, as if he knew only two songs, but the situation was urgent, and he could no longer continue to be modest

"I have no money ~~ I am shameless ~~ I just want her tenderness to give me a little ~~ I have no money ~~ I am shameless ~~ I just want her love to give me a little ~~~"

As soon as Songfei's dynamic rhythm started, the commotion under the apple tree suddenly became intense, and when the two lines were finished, the zombies rushed out, each choosing their favorite way to run toward the pavilion. There are small steps fast frequency, there are big steps steady rhythm, there are rampage, there are willing to look far and like to circle, in short, less than ten seconds, the apple tree empty.

If not too far away, Zhao he absolutely forced to give Song Fei thumbs up, two!

Now the opportunity was lost, Zhao He immediately mobilized his muscles and prepared to climb down the tree. Can try a few times, suddenly found that the body did not listen to the command. It was as if his mind and his body had been separated into different Spaces, the former had lost the command of the latter, and he clearly wanted to move his arms and legs, but the arms and legs did not move.

In his heart, Zhao He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He tried again, but it didn't work. His body seemed to be frozen in wood, the blood was blocked, the nerves were dead, and there was only one head left on his body, and he could still think and turn a little.

"Zhao He, what are you waiting for?"

In the interval of singing, Song Ge God did not forget to focus on him.

But such attention has made Zhao he more embarrassed. It was not that he did not want to move, he really could not move, just as his frozen face could no longer feel the cold of the night wind, so his body was frozen!

Zhao He was afraid, though he tried to suppress it, but the sense of out-of-control horror and helpless despair was so fierce that it overwhelmed him.

"Zhao He," He also urged anxiously, "you run quickly -"

Zhao He wanted to respond, but his throat was choked and he could not pronounce the sound. And what can he say, that he can't move? With his comrades working so hard to lure him in, how could he...

"I know, are you reluctant to give up!" Song Fei suddenly realized the voice came, full of certainty.

Zhao He is dumbstruck.

He Zhi asked faster than he meng: "What can't you give up?"

"I don't want to give up those zombies under the tree, after all, we have been together for so long, it is not surprising that fall in love." Song Fei a pair of "I understand", "brother is the old driver" considerate tone, but then the conversation turned, "Zhao He! You wake up! A sad journey --"

If Song Fei was a member of the zombie army, Zhao He thought, would his comrades bite him to death, or beat him first and then bite him to death? It's a question that makes people happy just to think about it.

He Zhi asked: "Ah, he moved, down the tree!"

Song Fei: "What did I say? It's just too emotional."

Zhao He:...

He's not gonna die without seeing this thing crushed! The frozen body suddenly came to the consciousness of what is, is terminally ill, the thought of this goods are still in the talk, he can be frightened in the dying disease, looking forward to another ten years!

At the moment when his feet fell to the ground, Zhao He looked back at the three figures upstairs with great affection, especially the one who waved the most, but also looked at the two eyes and hated that he could not engrave the silhouette in his heart. Finally, he turned and quickly hid into the vast night!

For a long time no sound Qi Yan, has been watching Zhao He figure can not see, this only turned to sit down against the wall, stay two seconds, just after the knowledge after the feeling like, slowly slow out of breath.

Rao is so, the flashlight is not strong halo, his expression is still calm, calm some abnormal.

"Are you all right?" Song Fei asked anxiously.

Qi Yan shook his head and closed his eyes wearily, but his hand was still gripping the gun.

Song Fei suddenly afraid, in fact, he also dont know what he is afraid of, but intuition told him cant let Qi Yan go on like this. In a hurry, he simply reached for the gun.

Qi Yan suddenly opened his eyes and stretched his legs.

Qi Yan sat, Song Fei also sat, in fact is a face to face position, Qi Yan this foot directly kicked to Song Fei stomach!

Song Fei did not expect his stress response was so strong, really was kicked a foot, the pain almost shouted out. The hand also can not take the gun, directly hugged Qi Yan's leg, for fear that he would come to the second foot.

Qi Yan in kicking to Song Fei stomach on the moment, see the face in front of the eyes, the heart a shake, subconsciously want to stop the leg. However, the kicker hugged him and tried his best not to let him move again.

Qi Yan simply regardless of the leg, upset and distressed let his tone how to listen to how to rush: "Good you grab what gun!"

Song Fei really feel that he than Dou E also complain: "You have been half dead, I do not want to let you spirit!"

Qi Yan black line: "You run back and forth for five hours to try, the spirit is not as good as me."

"I don't mean spirit, mind, you are not in the right state of mind!" Song Fei is dying, but the more urgent, the more can not mess, he tried to make his words sound good, "Qi Yan, we are safe now, you do not have to stretch the string, you must let yourself completely relax, you understand what I mean?"

Qi Yan was frozen, did not speak, did not have other actions, just quietly looking at him.

Song Fei let him see, if not holding his legs, he even did not mind sticking to the front to let him see: "I am safe, I have come out of the elevator with what to ask, the radio is on a few floors above, we three lucky, maybe once." Just like supermarkets, libraries, cafeterias."

The last time to Qi Yan so gentle is when, Song Fei has not remembered, but if Qi Yan does not mind, he wants to so gentle down.

"All you have to do now is stop thinking about anything, completely relax, and get a good night's sleep."

Qi Yan blinked and finally moved his lips.

Song Fei's eyes lit up, and then he heard Qi Yan's voice: "All you have to do now is let go of my thigh."

"..." God, it's so hard to be gentle with this guy!!!

Bang away EX long legs, Song Fei butt rub back two meters, firmly pull away.

Qi Yan take back the residual embrace the temperature of the legs, good to look at Song Fei, has been too calm and calm eyes, and finally appeared a light smile, with Qi Yan unique people hate the teeth itching ridicule.

Song Fei white he a glance, but the heart slowly put down. Normal Qi Yan came back, although annoying, but win in familiar, annoying and steadfast.

"Is your stomach all right?" Qi Yan is still not assured, simply ask directly.

Song Fei this reaction, he is still hurt it, not good to rub two, said: "I kick you a try, you will know."

Qi Yan suddenly really spread his arms and made a welcome gesture.

Song Fei lost: "You fought your life to save me, let alone a foot, is ten feet, I also have to suffer ah."

Qi Yan was silent again, but this time he stared closely at Song Fei, with many emotions surging in his eyes, hot and strong.

Song Fei was stared at a little embarrassed, somehow, he remembered that full of wet hands, as if now, palm has not dried.

What to ask has been pretending that he does not exist to secretly watch for a long time, to be exact, from Song Fei and Qi Yan to the code, no, from Song Fei said Qi Yan will get the radio, he will be jealous of the mentality silently watching this pair of friends. Then to Qi Yan sacrifice to save, Song Fei so proud to say Qi Yan can get the world, he can get Qi Yan, and then to just now, Song Fei clearly worried about Qi Yan state of mind, Qi Yan clearly regret kicking Song Fei, the results of the two people are not choking to speak, this is not the best friend of love to kill!

How he wanted to have such a brother, close the door against each other, open the door to fight side by side!

"What time is it?" Qi Yan drop eyes, give up.

In fact, Song Fei did not say anything at all, but it is precisely this that he did not say anything, so that he suddenly felt particularly tired, and even some doubt that his insistence is not necessary.

The eyes of the other side a flash of shake let Song Fei heart tremble, vaguely some bad hunch, but the hand or with Qi Yan questions to touch the mobile phone.

Fingerprint recognition, lock screen open, can appear on the bright screen is not the desktop of the phone, but a group photo.

Waiting to see the time Song Fei froze. Fuck, just see the photos in the elevator when I heard Qi Yan beat the rhythm, and then forgot everything, did not operate the mobile phone!

A spirit, Song Fei returned to God, hurried back to the main page, briefly looked at the time, also did not dare to look up, pretending to calm: "one point two points."

"Oh," he said. Mr. Qi's response sounded unremarkable.

Song Fei heart put down half, and then in the other half of the egg-on quietly looked up, peep Qi Yan.

The result is a smiling handsome face.

It's over.

Song Feisheng helplessly closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, then opened them again, and simply confessed: "When I was in the elevator, I was really unsure, I thought, can you come to save me? If you don't come..."

"You're going to take your last flight to a picture of me?"

"... I am ready to die to remember you, even as a ghost will not let you go!"

Qi Yan was amused by the appearance of Song Fei's explanation, but also more curious: "What if it came?"

Song Fei shrugged his shoulders, then looked into Qi Yan's eyes and said word by word: "Then I will ask for a combination."

Qi Yan froze and looked at him unbelievably for a long time without saying anything.

What question also froze, looking at them in disbelief, completely forgetting that there is still the art of talking in the world.

Song Fei does not care about what to ask, he is now full of eyes are only one man, the result of this man let him into a huge embarrassment: "Hey, you begged me to compound, according to the reason I now directly nod on the line." I am afraid you are too passive, kindly give you a step, your silence is what!"

Qi Yan still did not speak, but suddenly raised his hand and gave himself a slap!

Song Fei scared silly, hurriedly grasp Qi Yan's hand, for fear that he continues to manic, say words simply want to gut: "do not agree, do not agree, you don't self-harm ah!" I don't bother you anymore!"

Will someone please tell him why an everyday event of a dead gay trying to get back together is headed in the direction of magical realism!

The hand held by Song Fei suddenly turned around and took the initiative to interlock with his ten fingers.

"It wasn't a dream."

Qi Yan finally spoke, with still not too practical trance.

Songfei black line speechless collapse three in one, and finally gave birth to many distressed, direct hello: "Why ask, you come."

He classmates can not understand the front of this good brothers hand in hand how to look at the world of abuse dogs, was so shouted, his brain when the machine subconsciously leaned over: "HMM?"

Song Fei did not hesitate to pinch his round face, fleshy, very good force.

He asked a loud cry: "pain, pain, pain -"

Song Fei loosened his comrades, sucked his nose, and bared his teeth at Qi Yan: "You see, not."Qi Yan's sight finally stopped drifting and gradually settled down. It is this face that can make people love to death when love, and make people worried crazy when worry: "How did I spread you..."

People compound listen to love language, he compound listen to ridicule, Song Fei rolled his eyes, catch up before the mutual hatred mode opened, pulled Qi Yan kiss up!

Qi Yan is never a passive character, hard to buckle the back of Song Fei's head, kiss deeper.

He asked silently back away, got up and walked to another window, covering half of his face, staring at the moon.

Song Fei said no, Qi Yan believe, but he does not believe, this must be a dream.

In the dream, the virus broke out, the classmate became infected with zombies, and the brother became infected with gay friends.

Gay friends kiss very invested, and even kiss with touch, has reached the point of pornography, but he did not dare to interrupt. Subsequent survival also depends on the combat effectiveness of those two, he can only silently endure, clever wait.

- This dream world ah, the opponent without strength straight men are too cruel.