After a lot of effort, and even with shock and fear, I only felt that I was weak, and I couldn't even lift a little finger.
There was a corpse howl from time to time in the master bedroom, and I wiped off the cold sweat, thinking that if the female corpse can't come out, I will stay temporarily. You don't have to hide for three days and five days, and maybe wait for the rescue.
The room was clean and tidy, the floor was spotless, all the furniture was brand new and shiny, and the white walls were still covered with two red happy characters. It seemed that the couple was newly married.
After lying down for most of the day, my stomach began to growl. From yesterday morning to now, I have only eaten one meal, and I have long been exhausted.
I walked into the kitchen, there were a few plates of leftovers in the refrigerator, and the electricity was still on, so I cooked a pot of rice on the induction cooker by myself, filling my stomach first.
For cooking water, I use the barreled water in the living room, because who knows if there are a few floating corpses floating in the water supply reservoir
Unexpectedly, the weather yesterday was cloudy, windy, cold and rainy, but today it was autumn and the sun was shining brightly, as if the climate of yesterday was temporarily pasted from a mysterious space.
This seems extremely abnormal, and I have reason to suspect that there is a connection between this and the corpse, but I still don't know it yet.
Back in the living room, I took out five yuan of white sand smoke on my body, but saw two pieces and Tianxia on the TV cabinet, I threw the white sand away, tore it open and smoked it.
With a cigarette in my mouth, I walked around a few rooms, thinking about finding something to protect myself.
Unexpectedly, I found a knife in the gap between the bookcase and the wall in the study. I don't know much about knives.
The whole knife is exquisitely crafted and has an ivory white scabbard. I carried the knife and slashed a few times, very smoothly.
It's just that the blade hasn't been opened. I searched several rooms, but I didn't find the sharpening stone. Reluctantly, he pried the tiles of the kitchen sink and polished them on the rough cement surface.
This kind of operation is half the effort, and when the blade is sharpened, the day is almost gone.
I walked into the second bedroom with a knife, locked the door, feeling it was not safe enough, and pushed the desk behind the door, and the street lights on both sides of the street downstairs were on time.
It was lit, but because the corpse took place in the daytime, every household had no lights on. As far as I could see, all the buildings were dark.
That platoon of gangsters don’t know what’s going on. I’m afraid it’s too bad. Although I hate her, if she can find her, I will accept her from the bottom of my heart.
I closed the curtains and felt very lonely in the darkness.
Turn on the light, maybe it's better psychologically? But think about it, every building on this street is pitch black, only this window is lit... My hand on the switch slowly retracted.
The next morning, I was awakened by the howling of a corpse downstairs. I sat up, sleepy eyes, swollen head, and a sense of loss of not knowing where I was. After a long time, I remembered what happened in this world.
I sighed, filled my stomach with yesterday’s leftovers, and then checked the food in the kitchen to see if I could maintain it for a few days.
Perhaps this young couple doesn’t cook much at home. There is really too little food. There are only half a bag of rice for ten kilograms, twelve eggs, a small piece of pork, a box of milk, and a lot of fruit. Apples are peaches again, but in general, I'm afraid they won't last for a week.
"The road to heaven is inexhaustible, let's take a look." I can only comfort myself like this, "Even if I resent the heavens and the earth like a mad dog, at most I will die. If a person lives in the world, who can escape that day? What?"
On the fourth day of my stay in this family, the running water stopped, and after another two days, the electricity stopped. Especially to make matters worse, no matter how I save, the food is only the last handful of rice.
If it wasn't for the last bit of reason, I really want to mention that knife, go downstairs and fight the zombies all over the street!
I poured the last handful of rice into the pot, boiled the last dinner, slowly finished it, then lifted the knife and put it on my neck. As long as I swipe it hard, all my troubles are gone.
The moment the cold blade approached my neck, I fought a cold war smartly, why I was so useless, I couldn’t find a job, and I couldn’t even commit suicide. Could it be that there is nothing to miss in the cold world outside
I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes hard. When I was about to apply such force, I listened to the crackling under the cupboard. I could not help but pause with my hands. I lay on the ground and looked in. It turned out that the trap caught a mouse.
I picked out the mouse trap with the tip of a knife, and saw that the mouse was firmly clamped on one of its hind legs, half dead, and I didn't know it had been clamped for several days.
"Poor little thing." I pointed the knife at the mouse. "This world is not worthy of nostalgia. Leave with me."
I slowly raised the knife, and when I was about to slash it down, the rat's move made me so horrified that I couldn't help it.
It suddenly turned its head, revealing sharp rat teeth, clicked, clicked, snapped off the hind leg that couldn't escape, and then leaned on the remaining three legs, followed the pot rack, and climbed to the window sill with difficulty. Go up and disappear.
On the white tiles, a little bit of red rat blood was shocking. I opened my eyes wide, and my heart was overwhelmed. In order to survive, the crunching mouse had the determination to break the arm of a strong man. As a human, what reason do I have for suicide
In an instant, blood surged in my chest, and I made up my mind: "I and Xiaoqiang swear to myself that I will follow the mouse as an example. Even if I live as humble as a mouse, I will never give up lightly!!!"
Out of the kitchen, to the door of the master bedroom, remove the dining table and other things blocking the door, the first step in life is to kill the trapped female corpse.
If a female corpse can't be cleaned up, where is the courage to live
I kicked open the bedroom door, and there was a low roar behind the door, like a yin wind blowing from hell, and the female corpse rushed out with a thick corpse odor.
I stepped back and stood in the middle of the living room, holding the knife in both hands tightly, guarding my whole body, staring at the approaching female corpse.
what!
I yelled and slashed with a knife. The blade stuck on the female corpse’s collarbone. I dragged it back. I wanted to draw the knife. The female corpse was brought over without warning. My claws stretched forward and a stench swept across my nose. If it hadn't been for his head tilted back in time, he would have almost scratched his face.
Without hesitation, I kicked the female corpse's chest forcefully, took the knife out of the way, and then held the knife in my back and slammed it down.
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