There is an artificial lake in the center of S. it has lush branches and beautiful environment. It is the most lively before the end of the world.

Now, it is empty everywhere, and occasionally one or two dried blood can be seen.

There are many big trees, weeds and leaves growing wildly near the artificial lake, which has become a natural summer resort.

Some zombies with dull faces stood under the trees to avoid the increasingly hot sun in the sky.

There are occasional ripples on the lake, and there is no wind.

The zombie with a dull face seemed to be afraid of the lake. He looked at the ground timidly and didn't move.

Clearly want to escape here, but because there is no command of a breath, can only tremble and shrink in place.

The lake is flowing water, clear to the bottom.

In the middle of the lake, a black figure sank at the bottom of the lake without moving.

The black figure didn't breathe, but because his anger was too heavy, the ripples rippled.

The young man sank in the water and quietly looked at his hands. His hands were pale, but he saw a touch of red blood.

The angry eyes closed gently, and the scenes since the end of the world flashed in my mind.

The whole world abandoned him.

The only light in his heart that supported his faith was also killed by damn humans one day.

She died so simply that she couldn't find her body.

He longed to become human, but one day he began to hate human beings.

He began to kill humans crazily, release all the violent thoughts in his brain, and let everyone feel pain. He seemed to feel some only when he saw the pain of others.

The angry young man lay quietly at the bottom of the lake.

He began to regret.

He was so unbearable that he didn't deserve to appear in front of her.

The lake began to shake violently with his mood.

The calm water of the lake was like boiling. The water splashed on the shore and onto the low zombies with dull faces.

The lower zombie near the lake climbed on the ground in fear, motionless, as if he had encountered a flood.

For a long time, the young man came out of the lake.

His body was still twined with a touch of hostility, and there seemed to be black gas condensed into substance all over his body.

The slender hand looked at the sun and saw only the whiter fingers.

A haze flashed in the eyes of the young people and strode towards a community.

This time, I passed by the door of the community and walked in without stopping.

Knowing that she was not here, he still wanted to go in and have a look.

No one knows how he has lived alone for so many years.

All his bloodthirsty nature was released incisively and vividly in the third year of the eschatology.

The omnipotent zombie emperor was afraid that she here would know his past.

Several months after the apocalyptic outbreak, all kinds of resources are on the verge of collapse. They are abandoned everywhere by zombies. Without maintenance, all communities are paralyzed.

The community where the young people entered was very clean and seemed to have been specially cleaned.

Along the way, there was no black blood.

The community is quiet and there is no zombie.

No zombies, no one.

Only cats and dogs who occasionally don't know where to run from.

The young man walked step by step. Each step was very heavy. He looked down at his feet. His long eyelashes cast a shadow and couldn't see his face clearly.

The seeming hostility emanated from the body made the small animals far away.

Finally, he stood in front of a family.

The door of this family is very clean and there is no sign of being pried open at all.

The young man stretched out his fingers and gently twisted the handle.

The door opened.

He glanced at the position of the handle. The inner core of the door lock was broken.

If you look carefully, the door lock is indeed pried open, but the appearance seems to have been repaired by someone. You can't see that the door is broken at all.

The young man went in. The living room was very tidy, and there was not much dust.

The refrigerator is still ringing and working.

When the young man opened the refrigerator, it was empty and covered with thick frost, creating a scene in which the owner was still at home.

The young man's eyes were attracted by the family picture on the wall.

A family of six people smiled warmly. Bai Juzhu and Bai Yifan squatted on the ground. The family was happy.

The young man's eyes stayed on his beautiful face for a long time.

Ten years, these ten years brought him only endless killing.

The young man's angry eyes softened a lot. Finally, his eyes looked at a single photo.

In the photo, a beautiful little girl smiled faintly. She was wearing the blue and white school uniform of No. 1 middle school in the city, thin and young.

Behind the little girl is the teaching building of No. 1 middle school in the city.

The young man slowly approached the photo and looked at the teaching building behind the little girl.

There was a teenager who was also wearing a blue and white school uniform. The teenager only showed his back.

He could see at a glance that it was him.

Some people will not recognize their back?

A faint smile hung on his cloudy face. It seemed that he found something that made him very happy and worthy of happiness.

The young man stretched out his slender fingers, and his haze eyes were full of vicissitudes.

When his finger was about to touch the photo, he stopped, and his finger didn't move forward any more.

A long sigh appeared in the quiet room. The sigh is very light, but it can make people feel endless sorrow.

The young man slowly sat on the ground and carefully took out a butterfly shaped bookmark from his arms.

The bookmark is slightly yellow and looks old.

The young man carefully touched the butterfly shaped bookmark, full of tenderness.

Slightly turned his head and looked out of the window. His face appeared on the large French window.

He has a face that looks warm and sunny. At this time, the corners of his mouth rise slightly and look very soft.

This warm sunshine face as like as two peas on the white house wall.

It was a big group photo. On the graduation photo of No. 1 middle school in the city, a green and sunny teenager smiled slightly shyly with his eyes slightly to the left.

On his left, there stood a girl with a beautiful face. The girl smiled and was very quiet.

……

the second day.

The bus of the Bai family roared in the scorched soil.

They are going to see the mental hospital, not for materials, but for adventure.

Bai Yifan is still driving the bus. Bai's father is drowsy in the co pilot's position. He looks like he hasn't woken up yet.

Lengyebai sat on the sofa with a small note stuffed into his pocket.

He took a look at the note on the pretext of going to the bathroom. It was a death list.

The two old people who crossed back wrote down the bad guys they knew about the future and stuffed them into lengyebai.

Let cold night white have a chance to kill them.

Zhang Yiming's three words were described with a pen. I'm afraid I can't see them in the cold night!

In the cold night, the white corner of his mouth was slightly undetectable, and his eyes glanced at the back of the bus.

If he tells them that Zhang Yiming has a good relationship with the Bai family, can they believe it?

Cold night Bai sighed faintly, and always felt that things were developing in a strange direction.

"Xiao Leng, why are you sighing?"

Bai Zhengxuan picked his nose, touched his slightly bulging stomach and sat beside lengyebai.

He has gray hair and a wrinkled face. He looks greasy after eating sauce elbows in the morning.

It's hard to match the handsome middle-aged man outside.