Zombie Girlfriend Evolution Theory

"How to sell?" Yu Lan always dressed in order, Mo Wen asked the old man after picking two hairpins.

"Ten crystal nuclei?" The old man looked at his inscription on his clothes and said a price carefully.

He will lose if he says too little, but sometimes the buyer will leave if he says too much.

Mowen didn't say anything about this, he took out twenty crystal nuclei and handed it to the old man, then picked up the two issuing cards and put them away as treasures.

The most indispensable thing in Mowen now is the crystal nucleus. If his crystal nucleus is not enough, it can be extracted from the crystal nucleus storage line, and Xu Qi will soon have a way to fill the vacancy.

Unexpectedly, a big business has really been done. The old man immediately laughed and smiled at Mo Wen, "You have a very good relationship with your girlfriend."

"She is my wife," Mo Wen corrected. "It's the person I want to spend my whole life with."

Yu Lan liked to listen to Mo Wen's words very much, she rubbed Mo Wen's neck, and kissed his ear intimately regardless of the presence of others.

It is undoubtedly shocking to hear such words in the last days. In this world, some people may not even be able to keep themselves, let alone with whom to spend a lifetime.

This kind of remark is like a kind of arrogant empty talk, but it is unbelievable to say from the Mowen's mouth.

"Good point." Looking at the intimate interaction between Mowen and Yu Lan, the old man sighed, with a lot of emotion in his eyes, "I also said this to my wife at the beginning."

"What about your wife?" Mowen asked gently. He is in a good mood now, and he feels very kind.

"She went, two months ago." The old man wiped his wrinkled eyes and his nose was a little red. "I promised her a lifetime before the end of life, but she I've already gone, but I'm still alive here for a while."

The old man got more and more sad as he spoke. At the end of his speech, he couldn't even make a sound. He squatted under his blanket and wiped his tears with the back of his hand full of raised blood vessels.

Without intending to comfort the old man, Mo Wen rubbed Yu Lan's hair and smiled, "I will be with her forever." Even if it is dead, Yu Lan will only die in front of him, and then he Will eat her belly and burn herself to ashes in the most intimate way.

This is his love, a love that cannot be let go even if it is death.

"Treasure your wife well." Seeing Mowen's firm appearance, the old man couldn't help but smiled. The old muddy eyes seemed to recall the scene of his passionate love with his wife when he was young, "You will have children in the future. There will be a real home."

"She will hold your hand and walk step by step among the flowery flowers, and then she will have gray hair with you and dizzy eyes together."

"Your children and grandchildren will circle around you, they will sing, they will laugh, and they will ask you for sweets."

"This is love, this is the meaning of love."

The old man's voice was already floating in the cold wind, but Mowen still heard a lot.

He stopped Li, and after looking at the night sky for a while, he stared at his blue and milky eyes, his black eyes soft and tender. He lowered his head and dropped a wet kiss on the tip of her nose, and his voice was mellow with a satisfying taste.

"I love you, blue."

Everything around seemed to be quiet, time was frozen at this moment, the lights in the eyes were no longer, only the eyes of Mo Wen's expression were left. Yu Lan's eyes also seemed to be a little moist, and they were faintly crystal clear under the reflection of light.

Love?

She stretched out her hand to hold Mowen's face, raised her neck and closed her eyes, and dropped a cold kiss on his chin.

Gentle and nostalgic.

In the depths of her memory, she seemed to have returned to the youthful university campus. She secretly looked at the inscriptions sitting in the last row, and then turned her face flushed back to write and draw on the paper.

The ears buzzed as if they were blocked, and the teacher didn't hear a word of what the teacher said. She always blushed and lay on the table, thinking about how to take pictures of the ink writing on the phone.

Later, under the guise of going to the toilet, she slipped out of the university class and quietly took a picture of his perfect profile by lying by the window.

The satisfaction at that time almost made her afraid to ask for more.

Her mobile phone will never be loaned to others, because it is full of her beloved people.

Sometimes she would hold the phone and ask the same question over and over again:

Wen, why don't you always approach me?

Then he would shrink into a ball more painfully, and endure the heart-piercing pain and tell himself:

No, you can't let him get close to yourself.

He will never know her love, never again.

Perceiving that her cold hands were being held by a pair of warm hands, Yu Lan's eyes moved, and the crystal clear water wetted her cloak along the corners of her eyes.

"Awen." She bent her eyes and blurred her vision, but still showed a big smile from the bottom of her heart, "I love you."

Obviously it was just a zombie, and the memories of Mingming's face were all broken, but she only remembered her passion for him.

Now it's the Mowen's turn to be dizzy.

He didn't expect that one day he could get Yu Lan to say "love" to him himself, he had never thought about it.

This sudden sense of happiness made him almost forget it, and even his breathing became difficult. He leaned against the wall excitedly, holding Yu Lan's face and whispered softly, "Lan Lan, are you serious, did I hear it wrong?"

"Awen." Yu Lan smiled, and called his name over and over again with his arms around Mowen's neck.

Awen...Awen...

The slightly hoarse voice was the most pleasing to Mowen at this moment. He pressed the tip of his nose against Lan's forehead and rubbed her against her soft cheeks. The long-suppressed emotions blossomed and bear fruit at this moment, revealing the happiness he has always wanted.

He finally cried silently, buried his head against Lan's side like a child, and his tears couldn't stop pouring out.

When Yu Lan secretly left him, he was suppressing himself. When the end of the world broke out, he was also suppressing himself when he couldn't find her. When he saw her becoming a zombie, he was still suppressing himself, suppressing his own heart. The tyranny and hostility suppressed the hope of her love.

However, at this moment, he finally didn't have to continue to suppress this emotion, and finally he was able to hold her upright in his arms, expressing his love and obsession without any scruples.

"I love you, I will love you all my life."

......

Perhaps it was because Yu Lan and Mowen were all lying in bed because they didn't sleep and went shopping. They opened their eyes and looked at each other. They hugged each other and rolled around the bed just to get up.

"Shall we lie down for a while?" Mo Wen squeezed Yu Lan's nose, and asked with a light smile while hugging her.

"Wow!" After being forced to sneezes three times, Yu Lan pointed to her mouth and angrily accused her of writing inscriptions, making it clear that she would starve to death if he didn't give her food.

Taking care of the daughter-in-law must be the first priority. He helplessly squeezed Yu Lan's hand, Mo Wen got out of bed and went to get Yu Lan's crystal core.

However, he took all the crystal cores, but he delayed giving it to her. Instead, he picked her up and walked to the bathroom.

"Awen~" Seeing that Yu Lan hurriedly acted like a baby, really didn't want to take a bath.

It's a pity that her assassin was useless every time in front of the bath. Mo Wen rubbed her head and continued to put water in to bathe both of them.

"Well......"

Lying pitifully on the edge of the bathtub, Yu Lan's wet eyes were full of accusations. It's a pity that Mo Wen ignored all this. He leaned down and took her to the outside after a long series of kisses fell on the blue back.

Next, as usual, Yu Lan chewed the crystal core "quack quack quack", while Mo Wen trapped her in his arms and rubbed her hair with her legs crossed.

Although the winter sun is not very hot, Mowen just feels that the morning sun is really warm.

At this time, there was a rhythmic knock on the door, but it did not break the warm atmosphere in the room.