The offline life of the female zombie in the last days

Chapter 59

"Hehe, do you want this?"

Ahhhhhh limited edition pink fantasy…

want want want want - give me give me give me -

"Then let's exchange. Tell me, that, you like, like... like... like me... I'll just give you this, okay?"

you like me--

"..."

?

"No, it's you who like me... Well, how about this, you just say 'Hehe likes Qiao Yan'... How about it?"

I really like Qiao Yan!

"Then...you say it again..."

I really like Qiao Yan!

"Cough... you can replace liking... with love to hear..."

I love Qiao Yan so much!
I love Qiao Yan so much!
I love Qiao Yan so much!
Dreamy dreamy!

Give me the dream——!
……

He opened his eyes dimly, and found that the sun was already high.

At some point yesterday, I was so tired holding the picture book that I fell asleep on the floor. After opening my eyes, I pulled myself together and stood up slowly.

Walking out of the apartment, white snow like willow catkins and poplar flowers fell on my black hair. I looked up, and behind the snow curtain of the sky, the shadows of high-rise buildings were indistinct.

I stepped on the wet ground and took the first step.

In the bitter cold wind mixed with snowflakes, I took a deep breath and gently closed my eyes.

The fresh and bitter cold wind conveyed all the nearby information without exception.

I closed my eyes and followed the smell. I didn't know how long I walked, and finally stopped under the TV tower in the center of the city.

Qiao Yan...has no right to escape.

On the first floor and the first floor, I walked up to the top of the TV tower with heavy steps.

The rusty iron door was ajar, creaking under the wind.

The snowflakes were falling profusely. I walked through the iron gate and walked forward step by step.

Like a resolute statue, Qiao Yan stood motionless in front of the half-person-high concrete wall, looking up at the vast ocean-like sky.

Hearing footsteps, he turned and gave me a look.

He wasn't surprised, as if he knew that I would find him, he just gave me a wry smile:
"...It's snowing."

Snowing.

When... when will it stop...?
"...Who knows."

I continued walking towards him.

"That's enough, don't get any closer." Qiao Yan looked at me and said bitterly, with painful pleading in his eyes.

"Hehe... that's enough, enough... leave me alone, don't worry about me anymore..."

No.

I stubbornly walked forward.

"I already--"

I grabbed his hand.

Do not--

Not a hand, just...just an empty sleeve.

"I'm already... not worthy to stand by your side..."

Qiao Yan's tears welled up from his eyes, and the hot tears fell on the back of one person's hand, but burned them both.

I feel down the sleeve, no, no—a whole arm is gone—

I looked up at Qiao Yan, his tears wet the skirt of his clothes like a spring.

At that time, the eyes were quiet, sometimes indifferent, sometimes gentle, and sometimes hot. At this moment, my eyes were filled with silent pain and sorrow, which tore my heart into pieces and then turned into snowflakes all over the sky to bury the two of them.

who did...?
Who did—? !

I stretched my hand towards Qiao Yan's right eye. Qiao Yan's body instinctively resisted for a moment, but he still tried his best to control the steps he wanted to escape, and let me brush his black hair away.

Under the smooth black hair, where the right eye should have been, there is only a dark and terrifying deep hole.

My hands are constantly shaking.

Why are you shaking...?
Is it because of fear?No, not afraid—

It's anger—

My whole body was enveloped by a kind of anger, but this kind of anger, when it reached the eye sockets, turned into melted snowflakes and flowed out.

The cold, melting snowflakes like my body temperature continuously poured out from the eye sockets.

"Are you... crying...?" Qiao Yan stretched out her only left hand in a daze, and just touched the tears with her clumsy fingers, she retracted it violently like an electric shock.

After a period of mournful silence, Qiao Yan finally spoke slowly and calmly.

"Hehe can live well without me, so... the rest of the way, let's go alone..." With the remaining left hand, Qiao Yan brushed away the hair in front of my eyes.

……

"……you're free."

Freedom... the freedom that can only be had by losing Qiao Yan...

I'd rather not-

I suddenly threw myself into Qiao Yan's arms, as if he was about to turn into fluttering snowflakes and dissipate at any moment, I held onto him tightly.

The snow will stop--

Someday it will stop--

So... so...!
No matter what you become—even if all your limbs are broken—even if you are as ugly as the zombie downstairs—I will never leave...hehe won't leave...hehe won't abandon you...because... …

because--

"Hehe...he loves Qiao Yan so much..."

I looked up at Qiao Yan, and clearly and firmly conveyed this promise with my voice.

"I love Qiao Yan so much..."

"..."

"Hehe loves Qiao Yan..." I was extremely firm, looking into Qiao Yan's eyes, and repeated it over and over again.

"..."

How many times... also tell you...

It was agreed, to be together forever, even if there is no eternity, I will create an eternity for you—Hehe loves Qiao Yan—Hehe and Qiao Yan will be together forever——

"Hehe love—"

Before finishing this sentence, my lips were suddenly and roughly sealed by Qiao Yan.

"..."

Painful, eager, crazy, Qiao Yan's hot and heavy feelings were conveyed from the other end.

Even if you lose all your limbs, even if you lose both eyes, even if you are as ugly as the zombie downstairs—I will never leave you, because——I love you—

I just opened my mouth to speak, but Qiao Yan took this opportunity to savagely invade my mouth, continuously sucking the tip of my tongue domineeringly.

what……

what……? !

What new game is this? !

Hmm... But, it seems to taste pretty good...?
Qiao Yan...is it sweet?

(End of this chapter)