Disaster has come.

Those who have the ability to stand up, that is the hero, and those who are unable to stand up, that is the hero.

The former will be embraced and praised by all people, and even become a heroic epic that spreads over time.

The latter will die tragically, and even become a momentary laughing stock, negative teaching material.

White River does not want to be a hero, he just does what he can, all in order to make his heart better.He did not know what his future would be like, and he did not know whether the children in his arms could survive healthily.But he knew he could no longer let go of the boy.

Day and night tormented him with chewing and crying, and he did not want to happen to the child.

He walked cautiously in the unmanned street, and the child slept soundly, but he did not know whether the child would suddenly wake up and have a feeling of holding a regular bomb.The child's loud cry will definitely lead to the vast majority of the zombies around.

Suddenly he stopped in the middle of the street and looked at the neighborhood not far away.

It is a rich garden, a relatively high-end residential area.In the past, when he passed the Fukang Garden, he would imagine that he would buy a one-story house in the Fukang Garden in the future, and then marry and have children with his favorite objects and live happily together.

Now looking at the rich garden, I feel that there is no difference with the ordinary building, just because something happened in that building, he will stop.

Baihe looked down at the child in his arms, trying to ignore everything he heard and walked away, but before taking a few steps, he stopped again and looked at the rich garden again.

At last he sighed deeply, walked to the rich garden, and at the same time prayed that the child should not wake up so early.

He bypassed the building where the zombies were hidden, walking faster and faster, and after leaving the hearing range of all the zombies, he went from walking to running.

On the 7th floor of the 3rd floor of Fukang Garden, Zhou Xue lay on the sofa by the window, and the right artery cut open a wound, and the blood was slowly flowing out.She looked at the blue sky, with a stingy smile on her face, and finally could... be liberated.

Living, what is the meaning?

Fear of death, so live.

Because I don't want my family to be sad, I try to live.

Because they don’t want to be seen dead, they live.

People are very complicated, the meaning of life is also very complicated, Zhou Xue is afraid of death, do not want to want their loved ones to be sad, do not want others to see their own death.

But now, everything doesn’t matter.

After killing the parents who became zombies by hand, Zhou Xue was immersed in pain day and night, without any goals and no hope.

She is a volleyball player, healthy, more flexible than the average person, with the right weapon in hand, and her lethality is even more powerful than the average male.

But the strength of the body does not make her mind as strong, through countless dangers, difficult survival to this day, she is about to collapse.

The pain of killing her parents with her own hands, the guilt of killing when fighting for food, countless days and nights without security, tormenting her is about to go crazy, and she is about to breathe.

So she chose to end herself and get free.

She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of blood “Ticking” landing, with a calm and calm expression on her face, waiting for death to come.

Let it all end...

. . .

Hush!

Hush!

Hush!

It was as if someone was kicking the door, probably before he died.

Zhou Xue's consciousness was a little drowsy, and his mind began to become slow, and he felt that his body was a little cold.

“Come on, don’t give up!”

“Come on, don’t give up on yourself, come on.”

At this time, there was a shout outside the door, and Zhou Xue's consciousness was sober, understanding that it was probably not an illusion, but how could anyone know that he had committed suicide by cutting his wrist here?

It was a man’s voice, somewhat hoarse, with a tired, still gasping, but firm and stubborn, accompanied by the constant sound of kicking the door.

Suddenly a child's cry sounded, like driving away the dark light and dispelling the cold sun, and the snow suddenly opened his eyes, and the tears in his eyes gradually flowed down.

Hush!!

The door was kicked open.

A man covered in blood holding a crying child, gasping for breath, step by step from the door.

The image of this man is obviously so monstrous and terrifying, but in the eyes of Zhou Xue is so warm.

“Don’t call on yourself to give up.”The White River looked at the snow and gasped.

Zhou Xue looked at the White River with tears and said, "The medicine box, under the TV cabinet."

“What!”

The White River was so tired that it almost fell down.He ran up to the seventh floor with a child in one fell swoop, and then desperately kicked the door open, and now his lungs were still in severe pain, because of insufficient oxygen supply and continuous roar of his capable ears, so he did not hear what Zhou Xue said for a moment.

"I said, 'The medicine box is under the TV cabinet.'He wiped his tears with his left hand and repeated.

White River heard it clearly this time, and quickly went to the TV cabinet to find the medicine box to be given to Zhou Xue.

“Who are you, and why did you know I was here... and committed suicide by cutting my wrist?”Zhou Xue bowed his head to remove cotton and bandages, very professionally to stop bleeding, and asked at the same time.

Baihe sat on the sofa, coaxing the child who was still crying, and replied, "I have a downwind ear, so...I hear you."

“Let me come!”Zhou Xue wrapped the wound, saw the child is still crying, directly reached out.

White River hastened to hand the child to Zhou Xue, he knew that Zhou Xue would not hurt the child, this is a strong and gentle girl.Even if it trembles, it can always be strong to scare away all kinds of malicious survivors.Every night, he would cry in silence in the quilt, but the next day he could cheer up and continue to work hard for survival.

The people in the small town are familiar strangers to the White River.

Zhou Xue soon let the child stop crying, she looked down at the child who was sucking, promised to put her finger on it, and said, "Thank you, now I suddenly feel... alive, it's good."

In this sentence, Baihe did not know whether she was talking to him or to the child, so he did not speak.He sat on the sofa and looked at Zhou Xue and the child in her arms, and the whole person relaxed.

In less than an hour, he killed three people and saved two.

Although the body is very tired, but the mental level is a lot of ease, just a little relaxed, he fell asleep.

“You and...”

Zhou Xuegang wanted to ask what the relationship between Baihe and the child, looked up and found that the White River had fallen asleep, and then gently bowed her head to continue to coax the child.

Life is a magical thing.

Not long ago, she felt like she was in hell, and the whole world was spit on her.But when she looks at the child's pure eyes, the negative thoughts that are backlogged in the bottom of her heart are all purified, and the whole person is like a new birth.

"Baby, this is the seventh floor, right, your father is a fool, right?"She smiled and said to the child.

In this era of food shortage, crisis, and everyone's self-needs, there are people who are an unrelated person, so regardless of physical exertion, and strive to such an extent.

If the self-serving scum knows, I'm afraid he will be a fool and an idiot.

But in Zhou Xue's heart, the White River is full of human radiance, a man who has not yet been swallowed up by the darkness of the end times.

A few minutes later, the child fell asleep again, Zhou Xue because of excessive blood loss, weak and tired, so holding the child on the edge of the sofa to fall asleep.

For a while, the four weeks were quiet.

It is a quiet world, but it is a lively world for the White River.

Even in his sleep, he was able to hear all kinds of sounds, and it was difficult for him to enter deep sleep.

But it was because he was just sleeping lightly that he heard the words of Zhou Xue.

Am I really that stupid?

It’s easier to be a fool than a smart person.

As if he were awake, he had a thought in his mind and went on sleeping.

The three slept until the evening, and after waking up, the White River and Zhou Xue discussed it, and decided to return to the White River home.Because the child has not eaten for a day, and Zhou Xue's family does not have food suitable for children to eat, are fast food canned and instant noodles, so can only go back to the White River home.

Under the command of Zhou Xue, Baihe packed all the things that Zhou Xue's home used, and then held the child in one hand, and left Zhou Xue's house in the other.

Zhou Xue because of the blood loss too much power, so can only be carried by the White River, in this state, if the child cries, the three people will absolutely be finished.

But no matter how Zhou Xue persuaded the White River, the White River did not want to keep her here, and at this time, she could only pray that their luck was too bad except to scold the white river fool.

“What do you have to do with this kid?”Zhou Xue lying on the back of the White River, a little embarrassed, especially feeling the hand of the White River on her hips, let her feel that her body is slightly hot, can only find a topic to attract attention.

Baihe stepped down the stairs step by step, after a moment of silence, said: "I have nothing to do with her, her mother's name is Liu Fangfang, is a strong woman..."

He told Liu Fangfang's story from beginning to end, Zhou Xue listened silently, and finally she fell on the back of the White River, one hand covered her mouth and sobbed in a low voice.

"This bastard, kill well."

At this time, Zhou Xue understood why the White River was full of blood.

She felt that she knew a lot about the White River, and this was a person who could be relied on, like the light in the darkness, so that these confused moths in the dark could not help but approach and rely on warmth.

“White River, can I rely on you?”Zhou Xue lay on the back of the White River, his face pressed against the back of the White River, and murmured in a low voice.

White River has a power, naturally heard clearly, his hand can not help but slightly clenched his fist, but finally he relaxed, firmly said: "Of course ...

“You’re going to protect us, right?”Snow looked at the distant sunset and continued to ask.

White River took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: “I will protect you!”

Four months ago, a mother and daughter asked the same thing, the object is a fitness trainer, and finally they died without a place to die.The fitness coach used the two to open most of the zombies, successfully sneaked into the police station to get a lot of guns and ammunition, and drove away from this desperate town.

The mother and daughter who dedicated their body and mind to the fitness coach did not wait for the good car to answer, leaving only a sad sob, and finally was torn and eaten by the zombies.

On that day, the White River beat the ground in pain on the roof, like a crazy roar.

Two men, made the same promise, but the mood is very different, like a cloud.