The discussion between you and me continued until the evening. The six students sitting on the quilt roughly summed up the characteristics of zombies known so far: 1. Vision, hearing, and smell are unchanged or enhanced, and they are sensitive to the movement of living people. and odor sensitivity; 2, no pain;
3. Significant deterioration of intelligence, may retain primary imitation learning ability and a small amount of memory; 4. Physical fitness (speed, flexibility, etc.) is degraded on its own basis, the degradation rate is unknown, and there are individual differences; 5. There is no change in strength, and Ordinary people are basically the same, and there are individual differences; 6. Saliva contains viruses and spreads through blood.
7. Brain death is the only known way of death.
Putting down the small books in their hands, the six students with dry mouths let out a sigh of relief. It was already dark in the supermarket, and with the hum of the air conditioner, there was a different kind of horror. I didn't pay attention to the discussion before, but now I feel a chill down my spine.
Everyone, look at me and I look at you, it was Song Fei who reacted first, got up and looked for the switch on the wall. Fortunately, I found it quickly, and pressed all of them, and in an instant, all the lights were on.
"No wonder Prometheus wants to steal fire for human beings." Zhou Yi put down his books, stretched, and sighed, "Only light can make human beings still full of hope even in the dark night."
Song Fei: "..."
Luo Geng: "..."
Joskey: "..."
Qi Yan: "..."
Lin Dilei really didn't want to be silent after the discussion, so she had to search her guts and hold back a response: "Yeah."
This is not the first time Zhou Yili has been a topic stopper, but he still hasn't figured out what the problem is: "Are my words so difficult?"
This time the four male students finally had the right to speak—
Song Fei: "Very much."
Luo Geng: "Difficult."
Qiao Siqi: "Basic."
Qi Yan: "I can't handle it."
Zhou Yilu was silent for a while, then raised his head: "Let's continue talking about zombies."
The five little friends laughed and laughed, the awkwardness was long gone, and the atmosphere became lively again.
This afternoon, there was a panic in the toilet first, and then mental work. Everyone was already hungry, and now they got up one after another to find their favorite dinner. After a while, they reunited on the floor.
"As for the characteristics after the mutation, I think we have almost analyzed it," Zhou Lv dug a big mouthful of eight-treasure porridge into his mouth, and muttered vaguely, "I didn't even take group discussions so seriously in class."
"The analysis is over, but how to deal with it needs to be carefully considered." Qi Yan unscrewed a ham sausage and handed it to Song Fei who was holding instant noodles. The latter froze for a moment, then said thank you very quickly, and lowered his head to take it.
Qi Yan raised his eyebrows. Song Fei thanked him, is it going to rain red
Qi Yan was so absorbed in his thoughts that Zhou Yi called him three times before recovering: "Huh? What?"
Zhou Yi rolled his eyes, even if Xi Shi is in the eyes of your lover, you can't just stare at Xi Shi all day long, passer-by A also needs to pay attention: "I'm asking you, do you already have a countermeasure?"
Qi Yan made up his mind and didn't think about other things for the time being: "There are no specific countermeasures yet, but since they have the ability to imitate, can we make a fuss about it. Also, we must be more cautious when we implement the plan. You can stop thinking of them as single-celled animals and think more carefully."
"Totally agree." Luo Geng carefully delivered the freshly made hot milk to the Goddess, along with a heart-warming smile, and when the Goddess took the milk, he turned around contentedly and continued, " Eliminating them is not our goal, saving lives is our goal. The current situation is that this place may be safe or it may be breached, we have to hold back."
"Isn't the warehouse in the back okay?" Everyone else ate the staple food, and Johns ate shredded squid and chewed it with gusto. Don't worry."
Qi Yan pondered for a moment, then asked, "What if the warehouse doesn't work?"
Qiao Siqi's black line: "It's not like that."
"Then the cafeteria," Song Fei interjected, "the cafeteria is the closest to here, and there must be some meat in the back kitchen freezer."
Qi Yan immediately looked at Song Fei. Since the discussion, he had always struggled to catch the other party's gaze: "How did you get there?"
Song Fei scratched his head in embarrassment: "I haven't thought about it yet."
This is an expected answer, if Song Fei really thinks it through, he will see the hell. So asking questions is just a cover, Qi Yan wants to see him more, it is best to see his heart through his eyes, and see what kind of illness he has, which is why he is so abnormal.
Song Fei was stared at uncomfortably, seeing that the topic didn't continue, he simply buried himself in it again.
Thus, a subtle picture of Qi Yan frowning and staring at Song Fei, who is only focused on instant noodles, is formed.
Lin Dilei ate soda biscuits while sipping milk, watching silently and feeling that something was wrong. The other three male students also felt the abnormal atmosphere, but as a pure boy, the girl had never met her before, so it was too difficult to figure out the ambiguous feelings between men.
When they were full of wine and food, everyone did not discuss a safe solution that was enough to pass unanimously. The main reason is that there will always be all kinds of potential dangers. Once you start to think about it, you will not be able to stop it at all, and eventually the back road will become a point of no return. Moreover, the head that has been flying all afternoon is already numb. Everyone didn't say anything, but whoever is tired will know.
In the end, it was Xiao Lei who made the decision: "Let's talk about it tomorrow. Do what you want to do now, rest and recuperate!"
The male students who finally waited for the bell to end the get out of class were relieved and scattered.
Zhou Lv went to the daily necessities, he wanted to find a strong broom or mop, remove the pole to tie sushi knives, short mutiny bayonets, one inch long and one inch stronger.
Luo Geng helped Lin Dilei to choose the weapon at hand, explaining to the other party one by one that such a weapon is the most lethal, although the latter feels that there are differences between fruit knives, scissors, utility knives, pencil sharpeners and nail clippers. It is clear at a glance.
Qiao Siqi directly lay down on the quilt to let go, and when he was almost rested, he began to replay those movies in his head, recalling how the protagonists stood out from the encirclement and killed all directions, hoping to draw inspiration for fighting from them.
Song Fei didn't move where he was, and was still holding a small notebook, writing and drawing on it.
Qi Yan originally wanted to study how to go to the cafeteria, but when he raised his eyes, only Song Fei and Qiao Siqi were left in front of him, one with a focused expression, and the other swaying.
"What are you writing?" Qi Yan leaned over curiously, only to find out that Song Fei was not writing, but painting.
"Our school's map." Song Fei didn't look up, still concentrating.
It was the first time Qi Yan saw Song Fei's painting, he was both curious and interesting, and actually looked at it seriously. Song Fei's drawing is a bit sloppy, and all kinds of lines are completely free. But whether it's the building or the road, the location is right, maybe not that accurate, but as a student of this school, it's clear at a glance.
What's even more amazing is that he also drew many places that Qi Yan has never paid attention to. Some are known to Qi Yan but have never been to, such as the Yixin Building of the School of Art, the Chongli Building of the School of Psychology, and the Wenhui Building of the School of Liberal Arts. Dots and lines are not within the scope of his student union's activities; there are some that Qi Yan has never heard of. If Song Fei hadn't drawn them, he would not have known that his school still had such places.
"What is this Changyiyuan?" Qi Yan picked one he had never heard of, and asked without shame.
"Bamboo Garden." Song Fei didn't stop writing, and answered concisely.
"Is it all bamboo?"
"Um."
"Can the North survive?"
"They all died last winter, but the new ones this year seem to be able to hold on."
"When did you go?"
"When taking a day trip."
"what is that?"
"..." Song Fei's pen stopped, and after a while, he raised his head and smiled, "I'm the tour guide, and we have a school day trip."
Qi Yan was amused by his proud look: "You have done this before? Why didn't I know."
Song Fei shrugged and muttered in a low voice: "You don't know much."
The atmosphere seems to have eased, Qi Yan wanted to talk about something serious, such as the seriousness of the toilet incident, and how to deal with the other party's bad temper, which has been awkward all afternoon, etc., but...
Caught in the strange atmosphere of the male students surnamed Song and the male students surnamed Qi, the male student surnamed Qiao wanted to let go but failed all the time. Finally, after receiving a faint glance at him, he got up wisely and strode away as if fleeing: " I'm not sleepy all of a sudden, I'm going to see how Zhou Yili's bayonet is doing—"
After watching Qiao Siqi disappear into the shelves of brooms and dustpans, Qi Yan came up to Song Fei, rubbed his hair, and murmured softly, "Aren't you angry?"
Song Fei subconsciously dodged for a while, and didn't dodge, so he stopped moving, for fear of appearing too deliberate: "I'm not angry."
Song Fei's voice was very natural, but the head under his hands really wanted to hide at the beginning, Qi Yan felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't hear it in his voice: "I'm not angry, your head almost fell into your crotch all afternoon .”
Song Fei's black line: "Can you stop stealing my famous quotes?"
Qi Yan smiled with an innocent look on his face: "Those who are close to ink are black."
Song Fei tilted his head and thought carefully: "It seems that you really haven't learned anything good from me."
Qi Yan nodded approvingly: "It's rare that you have self-knowledge."
Song Fei still wanted to smile like he usually did, with no skin or face, but it felt a bit far-fetched to pull the corners of his mouth, so he had to quickly return to seriousness: "I'm not angry, really. I just think that what you discussed is very useful. I can’t even remember it, so there’s no time to look up.”
Qi Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, his suspicious eyes searched back and forth on Song Fei's face.
Song Fei raised his face and let him see it openly.
At first, Qi Yan really wanted to judge whether Song Fei was lying or not, but when he looked at it, his thoughts went astray, but his eyes didn't go away, no, he simply couldn't get it out after looking into that face.
Song Fei's appearance has nothing to do with being handsome, and he would never be found in the crowd. Especially with single eyelids, he always looks sleepy on weekdays, which fits seamlessly with his dawdling temperament. But this person has a belly full of bad moves, so bad that the corners of his eyes and brows are so bad, it may be that he lacks something to make up for, Qi Yan still likes this kind of energy, when we were first together, I couldn't stand it even after a few more glances .
Now the resistance has improved, but I still get hooked occasionally.
Seeing the face in front of him getting closer and closer, Song Fei, who felt something was wrong, got nervous and pushed the person away.
Qi Yan was slammed for a while and regained consciousness, but felt that Song Fei was baffled. Song Fei was impulsive about the toilet incident at noon, and he said in front of so many people that he might not be right, but now he lowered his stance and came over to coax him, isn't that enough
"When are you going to quarrel, give me a quick word."
Qi Yan didn't want to waste time with Song Fei on this kind of thing when this kind of zombies might come in at any time, and simply returned to the old way of getting along, talking and talking straight.
This is the mode Song Fei hates the most.
In this mode, Qi Yan is always on top, calm and self-controlled, and he will automatically become vexatious and troublesome.
He tried his best to keep up with Qi Yan's pace, trying to understand the other party's thoughts and pursuits, but Qi Yan never thought of stopping to pay attention to his world.
Taking a day trip to campus used to be his favorite weekend activity. Different from Ren Zhe’s goal of picking up girls, he really just likes it, the sense of accomplishment of introducing the plants and trees he is familiar with to others and gaining recognition is full. Later, when I was with Qi Yan, I could only spend weekends in the library. Qi Yan never asked him what he used to do on weekends, it seemed that he automatically made up his mind to do nothing. So much so that later he also felt that this matter was really not a serious matter, and as a result, he broke up with Qi Yan and didn't pick it up again.
Taking a deep breath, Song Fei raised his head, and for the first time without any guilt, he looked at Qi Yan: "We are friends now, friends who live and die together, so if I do something wrong, you point it out, and I will definitely make a mistake." Change, I won't quarrel with you."
Qi Yan stared at Song Fei in a daze, as if he knew this person but didn't.
The point is that they are not wrong, the two of them have clearly broken up in name, and they are friends.
However, he thought that after these few days...
never mind. If Song Fei insisted on a clear statement, he would just give it.
"Do you still remember the day when the accident happened? I asked you to have lunch with me." Qi Yan asked.
Song Fei hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Why did you mention this all of a sudden?"
Qi Yan: "I actually have something to tell you."
Song Fei: "..."
Qi Yan: "I want to get back together with you."
When Qi Yan said that there was something he wanted to say, Song Fei felt something, but when the other party said the compound words, he still felt like an auditory hallucination.
He thought it was the outbreak of corpse tide that made Qi Yan suddenly realize the relationship between the two of them, so he ran back to the dormitory and climbed the balcony for the first time to meet him, etc. He never thought that before that...
"Why?" Song Fei couldn't figure it out. He racked his brains and couldn't recall any pleasant encounter between them after they parted.
Qi Yan has already made up his mind to tell the truth, so he no longer hesitates: "I don't want to break up with you."
Song Fei: "..."
Qi Yan: "Besides, I didn't reply when you sent a WeChat message saying you broke up. At that time, we were arguing, and I told you to calm down because I knew that you would act impulsively, but it turned out to be a good thing. I might as well quarrel with you, so that you don't have to go back. Think about those messes."
Song Fei: "..."
Qi Yan: "I admit that I used to force you a bit fiercely, but you are indeed too unmotivated. No matter how much time you spend in college, you will have to suffer as much in society. I hope you are well, you always feel...forget it Now, it doesn’t matter, I don’t know if I can get out alive, and what kind of society I will go to. It’s just right now, and there is no need to study, and we will not quarrel in the future.”
Song Fei: "Qi Yan."
Qi Yan: "Huh?"
Song Fei: "What do you want to say when you ask me out for dinner?"
Qi Yan: "Didn't I just say that I want to get back together with you."
Song Fei: "I refuse."
Qi Yan: "..."
Between the two shelves.
Qiao Siqi: "Do you understand?"
Zhou Lu: "I'm a little dizzy, did we break up a long time ago or just broke up now?"
Luo Geng: "I'm the only one who cares, so I can be angry even if I want to get back together?"
Lin Dilei: "That's why he failed. The campus is overturned, zombies are everywhere, and love is sinking. It's very appropriate for the occasion."
Qiao Siqi: "But now that the enemy is facing the enemy, morale is very important, why don't we persuade him?"
Zhou Lu: "How can I persuade you?"
Five seconds later.
Qiao Siqi: "Qi Yan—"
Qi Yan: "Say!"
Qiao Siqi: "In our current situation, life-saving is the most important thing. If the giant ship of love sinks, let it sink first—"
Qi Yan: "..."
The author has something to say: Yesterday I saw the heated discussion among my friends, and I was also very moved. In fact, whether it is Song Xiaocao or Qi Dashu, they are only 19 years old. Campus love is actually impulsive, sweet, and possible. I feel that even a little thing is a hurdle that cannot be overcome. In the final analysis, everyone is still immature. And no one is perfect, everyone has shortcomings and shining points, Xiaoqi is excellent, but also has personality flaws, Xiaocao is not so dazzling, but also has her own beauty, when we can really be together, I must be willing to accept everything about this person When things are good and bad, of course the bad things will work hard to get better, Xiaocao has changed her mind, love that can make people better and better is good love!
Liang Zhuangzhuang, who was about to save up for updates crazily, walked away with a silver bell-like laugh...