Pei Lu knew that he was dreaming again.
In the dream, it was still as white as a cotton ball, Pei Lu limp in the cotton ball, listening to the deep male voice getting closer...
"Pei Lu..."
The man's voice was tender and tender, Pei Lu responded to him as if he had been bewitched, "Mu..."
The man's voice was tainted with a smile, almost rang in Pei Lu's ear, he said, "I miss you so much..."
"I miss you as well… "
Pei Lu stared blankly at the void, his heavy brain had stopped functioning, he opened his eyes wide open vigorously, trying to stay awake, a void was reflected in the dark pupils...
"Little liar..." The man smiled and kissed him on the forehead, his cold mouth/lips slid down from the forehead, and finally stuck to Pei Lu's plump lips, and the deep male voice murmured: "You don't remember me..."
Pei Lu felt the strange yet familiar touch stiffly, tears welled up in his eyes, and he shook his head weakly, wanting to say "I don't have one", but his blank brain couldn't even remember the man's name...
He closed his eyes, tears wet his eyelashes and slid down his cheeks, "I'll remember."
Cold lips covered his eyes again, licking away the salty tears cherishingly, "Don't cry..."
Pei Lu is actually a somewhat squeamish person in essence, but the older he gets, the thinner his skin is, and the more he restrains his emotions. On the outside, he has always been an occasional casual, but most of the time he is more reliable and gentle young man.
Only when facing a man, Pei Lu will show his inner fragility. It's okay if a man doesn't coax him. When he opened his mouth, Pei Lu's silent tears became more violent. His crying shoulders shrugged and hiccupped. Son said, "I'm sorry..."
The man sighed, and then Pei Lu fell into a firm embrace.
Pei Lu felt a little ashamed intellectually, but emotionally he had a long-lost dependence on the man's embrace. He rubbed his face in attachment, and silently buried his face in the man's embrace, feeling the security of being surrounded.
The man forcefully raised his face, and kissed it down along the wet eyelashes. Pei Lu closed his eyes and obeyed him, like a lamb willing to sacrifice himself.
Everything happened logically... Pei Lu undulated in the soft cotton ball, and the extreme sensory experience made him almost turn into a breeze, melting into the man's enthusiasm.
...The two reached the top at the same time. Pei Lu opened his hazy eyes, trying to see the man's covered face clearly, but the man avoided his hand with a chuckle, and buried his face into his neck, "No! look..."
A burst of disappointment surged in Pei Lu's heart, "Then what's your name? I... only remember one word." He was a little shy when he said this, because the two of them had just had a great time, but he didn't even know the man's name. forgotten.
"I can't say it," the man bit his earlobe, his voice was vague, "You have to think about it yourself."
"Oh."
Pei Lu responded sullenly, but he didn't give up the original plan. He deliberately said coquettishly: "Then kiss me again."
"Like me to kiss you?" The man smiled wickedly, "Close your eyes."
"En." Pei Lu responded softly, his cheeks flushed, and he closed his eyes obediently.
"So cute..." The man kissed his lips preciously, grinding them, and there was a sound of tsk tsk between his lips and teeth.
Pei Lu secretly pinched his palm, opened his eyes wide, and met the man's quiet eyes—
"Little liar..." the man sighed.
Pei Lu's eyes were wide open, that face with a tough outline and a stubble chin was clearly—
It was clearly Zhao Mu.
Pei Lu was so frightened that he sat up in shock.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Mu was taken aback by his sudden movement, and touched his flushed cheek worriedly, "Are you having a nightmare again?"
Pei Lu stared at him without any imposing manner with his wet eyes. Zhao Mu's heart was shaken by his gaze, and thoughts that had been suppressed for a long time came out again.
The yellow waste in his stomach was rolling and galloping, but Zhao Mu looked pure and innocent. He pinched Pei Lu's cheek with a smile, "What are you staring at me for? Did I bully you in the dream?"
It's okay if he doesn't say it, but when he said it, Pei Lu couldn't help recalling the joy in the dream, and put Zhao Mu's handsome face in it... It seemed that there was no obstacle, Pei Lu felt ashamed of his thoughts, his body But he couldn't control the trembling, and once again recalled the ecstasy and joy in the dream.
Tiny goosebumps crawled up his arms along his back, he shook his head, jumped up and rushed into the bathroom...
Zhao Mu only saw his red earlobes dripping with blood.
Pei Lu locked the door behind him, and poured cold water on his flushed and hot face. The feeling in the dream was too real. He looked at himself in the mirror with the drops of water on his face, trying to convince himself that it was just a long-awaited spring. / It was a dream, but his beating heart told him that it must not be just a dream.
He must have forgotten something.
Pei Lu subconsciously wanted to ask 666, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered the responsibility of AI, 666 couldn't and couldn't speak.
He can only find the truth by himself.
Pei Lu patted his face and shook off the drops of water vigorously. He didn't know if it was the influence of his dream. Those eyes seemed to be soaked in spring water and seduced people. Pei Lu himself was a little blind. .
Thinking about facing Zhao Mu's face as soon as he went out, he was so embarrassed that the top of his head was going to smoke.
It's better to die.
Zhao Mu waited outside for nearly an hour, while Pei Lu locked himself in the bathroom. Thinking of the wound on Pei Lu's back, Zhao Mu's relaxed expression became serious. He walked to the door and knocked on it, "Tangtang?"
"How are you?"
Pei Lu, who was flushed and looked very serious at first glance: "..."
He splashed another handful of water on his face and patted it vigorously. After feeling less red, he opened the door guiltily.
He grabbed the door frame and shrank behind the door, only showing his head, "No, it's all right."
Zhao Mu looked suspiciously at his flushed face, his face was so red, why is it all right
He frowned, pulled out Pei Lu who had shrunk into a shrimp, and pressed his forehead against him, "Why are you all right, your face is so red, do you have a fever?"
Pei Lu's strength was not as strong as his, and he didn't dare to struggle too hard, so he was half pushed and pulled out by him. When Zhao Mu got close to him, his neck was completely red.
Zhao Mu who didn't know the truth: "..."
He picked up Pei Lu, hugged him sideways and walked to the bed, then easily turned the writhing Pei Lu over, and took off his shirt quickly. He was worried that the wound was inflamed, and there was another kind of For more serious guesses, he seemed to avoid thinking about them.
"You let me go."
Pei Lu wriggled on his leg, and Zhao Mu, who was not in a good mood, patted his ass/butt, and said sternly, "Don't move, I'll see if the wound is inflamed."
The noisy Pei Lu suddenly calmed down, and Zhao Mu's light slap made him both ashamed and happy. The place where he was hit seemed to have been electrocuted, and he raised his head tremblingly from the shock.
Pei Lu: "..."
Sensing the change in his body, he arched his body in embarrassment, not letting Zhao Mu notice his change, he crawled forward with both hands and feet, but said critically: "I want to lie on the bed, your legs are too diaphragmatic, it's uncomfortable. "
Zhao Mu's mind was all on his wound, and he didn't notice that something was wrong with him, so he moved it so that he could lie on the bed more comfortably, the soft quilt sank, Pei Lu lay on his stomach with a guilty conscience, and didn't even speak. Dare to say more, lest I accidentally expose my abnormality.
I really saw a ghost, Pei Lu angrily bit the corner of the quilt, and had a dream, woke up and was numb when touched... Zhao Mu's hand was still on the wound, and he was carefully giving him iodine Wipe the wound.
The cold liquid suddenly touched the wound, and Pei Lu hissed, biting the quilt tightly in his mouth in pain.
Lu Jiji, who had just raised his head, fell down listlessly.
After Zhao Mu gave him the medicine, he blew his heart out, and comforted him in a warm voice, "The pain will be gone after lying down for a while, and the wound will heal soon."
Pei Lu let out a sluggish "Hmm", but he knew in his heart that a wound left by an ordinary zombie is enough to kill him. He is left by a mutant zombie, and there is almost no possibility that he will be safe.
But Zhao Mu avoided talking about it, so he also pretended to be heartless.
Hey…
Pei Lu secretly asked 666, "How much of the mission has been completed?"
666 was not in a high mood, he didn't even talk to him, and said weakly: "Fifty-five percent."
Pei Lu was shocked, "Why so little?" Before 666 could answer, he said lazily again: "I guess I've been here for a while, it seems that this task will not be completed."
666 saw how pitiful he was, and couldn't help comforting him, "It doesn't matter, failure is failure, who hasn't had a dark history yet."
"..."
Pei Lu rolled his eyes sullenly, but didn't answer his words.
I just didn’t want to fail, and followed the original world line. In the end, Zhao Mu became the Zombie King with amazing force. He led the zombie army and destroyed most of the human race. The remaining humans counterattacked and died with Zhao Mu who became the Zombie King...
Pei Lu shook his head and shook off the picture in his mind. He didn't want Zhao Mu to become like that, even if everything here was not real.
…
Just when he was in a daze, Xu Xiaoyu knocked on their door with several armed supernatural beings.