sangshi：As you can see, I'm a zombie,
I used to be a human too. When the mutation started, I was like a little guy, without the aura of the protagonist, and was directly bitten to death by other zombies
I seemed to be a man before my death. My parents divorced, and my career was sluggish. After becoming a zombie, I gradually lost myself. I don't know what I should do, but I just follow the zombie crowd and go up and bite when I see people. That's our only food.
That day I met a woman, she seemed to have a halo, she seemed to be the king of this world, and I could see that she easily stepped on countless zombies every time.
She is so handsome that every time I control myself and dare not move forward, I am afraid that she will slap me to death like a mosquito.
Why am I not that kind of person.
Instead, he became a member of a group of zombies that could only eat people and stink all over.
I thought that being a zombie was not good at all, but that night, I saw with my own eyes a man who left his pregnant wife for his own life. I was surprised...
Why.
Why the world has become like this.
What if I lived, what if I followed that woman honestly, what if I was a drag bottle among the weak, drowned by zombies.
I will still be like this.
I am still the one who was abandoned.
I still...
I want to become stronger, but no matter how strong I am, I will eventually meet the grave, and I will not feel the pain.
Every time I'm the one who escapes by myself, maybe I'm wiser than other zombies.
I tried to say hello to the other zombies, but none of them ignored me.
But I met one that day.
I didn't want to say hello to him, but when I was about to fall, he held me.
I subconsciously said thank you, and he actually told me it was okay.
That zombie was tall, and there didn't seem to be any carrion on its body.
I just feel that I have met the same kind.
Treated like a treasure, I jumped up and hugged him tightly.
The zombie seemed to be stunned, hugged me blankly, and patted my back.
The two of us seem to be aliens among zombies, but I'm not sad at all now. I don't think I'm alone anymore.
He would grab my hand when he was eating people to keep me from being washed away by the zombie stream.
I
I wouldn't like a male zombie...
But this feeling is so subtle.
We can always be together, always live together.
I'm the assistant of the little writer of garbage. That's right, I'm here again, she's busy, and I'm here to continue the update, because it's too difficult. I haven't read the content of this book, so I can only piece it together by myself to see if I can reach a thousand words.
In fact, there is another secret, I am a tool person.
So far, there are still 200 words. What this passage expresses is that if you don't have an idea, you can take the extra story. I left a foreshadowing for the plot, so that I am afraid that there will be no plot to write next time.
So it can only be this way.
I think these two zombies should be sweeter, such as wall dong or...
After this update, I estimate that it will take a long time for me to update next time, and then I will still take a walk in Barabara.
What to do after walking, what to do after walking,
It's still a point, the author is playing Legends of the Three Kingdoms there
Adjourned
