Eighteen lowered his head, with cool lips gently across Jiujiu's forehead, making Jiujiu's body subconsciously tight.

Eighteen raised his hand and took off the eyes on the bridge of his nose, revealing a pair of dark eyes. The corners of the narrow Danfeng eyes were slightly picked up, and the cold light flashed past. The flexible and beautiful pink white lip flap moved slightly, slowly flowing out of his mouth with a magnetic voice: "only incompetent people will be angry because of other people's mistakes."

Jiujiu looked at eighteen coldly: "are you admitting your mistakes?"

"Yes." Eighteen looked at Jiujiu's eyes, which were red and foggy because of anger, lowered his voice and said softly, "I'm admitting my mistake. I want your forgiveness, can I?"

Jiujiu pursed her lips and said indifferently, "No."

"Really?" Eighteen turned over and sat in the driving position, put on the gold wire glasses, picked slightly at the corners of his mouth and said regretfully, "that's a pity."

After a pause, 18 words changed: "but now you can't help being with me, a man who makes you angry, because you are as fragile as a baby. I can crush you to death with one finger. You hate me, you hate me, but you have to live by me."

Jiujiu's eyelashes, as long as butterfly wings, shook gently. Yes, now she is as fragile as a baby. Without the protection of eighteen, I'm afraid the zombie will rush up and tear her to pieces immediately.

Even if she hasn't experienced the end, Jiujiu knows how cruel the end is.

History always has amazing similarities. In this competition similar to natural selection and the survival of the fittest, only the real strong can continue to survive, and the real strong are cruel and bloody.

Eighteen is a born strong man. He is cruel and rational. He can even make all analysis without emotion and choose the most powerful existence for himself in everything, but she can't.

She is emotional and purposeful, and the most important thing is that she has weaknesses. She needs to complete the task and let AI Yin return to her side, so she can't be willful and watch herself disappear. She has no choice but to leave willfully, so she can only stay by the side of October 8 to live.

Eighteen words are like a knife, ruthlessly cutting Jiujiu's heart, revealing the soft and pink new meat inside, splashing the bright red blood, trampling Jiujiu's self-esteem under her feet, making Jiujiu painful and sad.

Let her see the reality, but she can only choose humiliating acceptance.

"What do you want to do?" Jiujiu looked at 18: "if you want to trample on my self-esteem, you win."

"Trampling on a lady's self-esteem is not what a gentleman should do. Jiujiu, I don't want you to hate me, I just want you to like me as before." the lens reflects a white light, and Jiujiu's eyes become soft. It seems that he thinks of those good times. The corners of his mouth involuntarily remind him of a very light smile: "I want you to like me as before, can't you?"

"I didn't know you at all before. The airport was the first time we met." Jiujiu said angrily.

"How do you explain this picture and this?" 18 clicked on his wrist, and a transparent screen appeared out of thin air, on which Jiujiu and his figure appeared. Both of them had a sweet smile. 18 bowed his head and kissed Jiujiu on his cheek. Jiujiu was stunned by the sneak attack, and then kissed back with a smile.

In the sunset, Jiujiu leaned against the chest of eighteen, and eighteen fingers gently crossed the top of Jiujiu's hair, with a sweet smile on the corners of her mouth. The atmosphere between them was sweet and beautiful.

Jiujiu almost stared at the way she leaned against eighteen. Her lips trembled, but she couldn't say a word.

"This..."

"It's true." Eighteen looked at Jiujiu's eyes and said with some affection: "you are my wife, legal wife. If we didn't have that trip, now we should lie on the beach drinking coconut juice, lazily bathing in the sun, or kissing with sweet honey. Jiujiu, you forget me and even hate me."

Eighteen said in a flat tone: "all this is not my fault, I am also a victim."

Jiujiu rubbed some painful forehead corners, but found that she couldn't remember at all.

"You can not love me, but you must stay by my side. Jiujiu, you are mine. No matter before or now, even if you hate me, you must be mine." eighteen is like a stubborn child.

Jiujiu frowned, but she didn't know what to say.

As like as two peas, as like as two peas, she was very sure that there was no eighteen of them in her memory. She was more sure that he had not been with eighteen, but she could not explain why the woman who was with eighteen was exactly the same as her, even what a little little action was.

There are no two as like as two peas in the world, and those who do not want to be the same. Even though you may be the same at some time, some subtle little moves will not be the same.

But now.

The little moves of the woman with 18 are obviously made by herself. Even if Jiu Jiu denies it, it can't be denied that the person is herself.

But why does she have no memory?

In the tangle, the car unconsciously stopped.

Catkins and sunspots looked at the military vehicles in front of them and frowned.

Willow catkins looked at the sunspot: "this is the man in the army. Shall we make a detour?"

The sunspot looked at the fully loaded vehicles with measured eyes and estimated their strength. After a moment, he said, "first ask where they are. If they are from Lin Li, we'll go with them."

Their comprehensive strength is good, but if they really say it, they always have a taste of fighting alone, especially with the passage of time, zombies are also slowly evolving.

And the evolution speed of zombies is far faster than that of human beings. It is difficult for them to work alone. They will cooperate with the army sooner or later.

Sunspot knows that only cooperation can win-win.

Catkins naturally think so. When they sum up, catkins naturally appear again.

Liu Xu got off the bus, Yingying went to the car, looked at the people in the car and said with a smile, "Hello, which base are you from?"

"We are general Lin's men." the one who answered Liu Xu's question was a relatively young soldier, with a hard to hide surprise in his eyes, and even took the initiative to ask, "Miss, are you?"

Liu Xu smiled: "is that general Lin Lilin?"

Listening to Liu Xu, he also knew Lin Li. The soldier's face immediately showed a proud expression, nodded and said, "naturally, it's general Lin. miss, are you?"