Zombie University

Chapter 7: Repeated yesterday

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It was not eleven o'clock in the afternoon when Song Fei ran back to the dormitory, but until six o'clock in the evening, the campus broadcasting horn did not make any sound. The entire dormitory area was surprisingly quiet, as if there were no living creatures, and it seemed that there were some more terrifying living creatures lurking in the silence, only waiting for the night to move.

Wang Qingyuan, Ren Zhe, Xiang Yang, none of them came back.

Song Fei lay on the bed, but his heart sank to the bottom.

All afternoon, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep. In the past, dipping the pillow was his stunt, but after experiencing all kinds of things during the day, as soon as he closed his eyes, those tragic scenes began to replay in his mind. He wanted to drive those things out, so he could only force himself to think about other things. For example, it was said on the radio that there was an accident, but what kind of accident was it? Can cannibalism be considered an accident? For the first time, I didn't say that everything is fine, please rest assured, but told everyone to find the nearest shelter. Does this mean that the school still did not control the situation at that time? What about now, is it under control now? If it is under control, why is it no longer broadcasting

He was too tired to think about it, and he would comfort himself, maybe when he woke up, everything would be fine. But he couldn't sleep, the more he thought, the more confused his thoughts became, the more his head hurt, and the more awake he became.

Boom!

The sudden knock on the door made him tremble with fright.

He held his breath and turned his ears to listen, but there was no more sound.

After a long and depressing silence, Song Fei took courage and asked tremblingly, "Who?"

Boom!

The banging on the door got louder!

No, not roommates, not even classmates, or they would talk and respond with shouts instead of banging doors!

Song Fei pulled the quilt over his head violently, and curled up. It's like sleeping alone for the first time when I was a child, and I always felt that a hand would reach out from under the bed and pull his feet, so he had to cover it tightly and cover it airtightly, even if he couldn't breathe, he couldn't leave a gap!

Gradually, the banging on the door became weaker.

After an unknown amount of time, silence fell again. The silence was still oppressive and suffocating, but Song Fei breathed a sigh of relief in this oppressive suffocation.

Carefully poking his head out from under the quilt.

Song Fei was glad it wasn't time to turn off the lights, at least at this moment, the darkness wouldn't add another kick to his fear. However, looking at the pale ceiling, he began to fear again. Could it be that those mutants wandering in the corridor also have phototaxis like moths, which is why they came to knock on his door? But if the lights were turned off, he would have been scared to death instead of being eaten to death.

Fuck it, don't think about it, anyway, turn on the lights after dark, if something happens, it will happen sooner, so love someone, it's better to be gnawed to death than to be scared to death!

Song Fei couldn't lie down any longer, lifted the quilt, and crept out of bed. The sliding door to the balcony had already been tightly locked by him. At this time, through the glass, he could see the lights on in the opposite building.

One, two, three, four, five...

Song Fei has never counted the number of lit windows in a building so seriously as at this moment. In the end, he even posted it on the balcony door to count, because it had a wider view.

One-third, plus two lit windows, is exactly one-third of the total number of windows.

This is only one side that I can see, and I don't know what the other side is like. But this one-third of the light is enough for Song Fei to feel at ease.

At least there are people like me who are suffering in anxious waiting. Thinking about it this way, it seems that there is no such fear.

His stomach growled, and Song Fei remembered that he hadn't eaten a bite since morning. Too many things happened that day, I was only afraid of running for my life, so I didn't care about the temple of the five internal organs.

Taking out the instant noodles from the cabinet, Song Fei casually tore open the bag and made a hissing sound, which was especially ear-piercing at 440 at this moment. Song Fei was startled, and didn't dare to move at once. He didn't gently put the instant noodles into the lunch box until he was sure there was no sound outside the door. He knew that he was treating instant noodles, but those who didn't know would definitely think that he was kneading them. It was a piece of tofu.

The four thermos pots were all made yesterday, and at the moment they are all in a state where one bottle is less than half full. Song Fei opened Ren Zhe's high-end pot, which was said to be able to maintain a temperature of 80°C after standing still for 48 hours, and poured it into the lunch box with full of anticipation. Pour water into the bowl until the water covered the instant noodles, then put down the kettle, cover the lid of the lunch box, and it started to get stuffy.

Five minutes later.

Song Fei couldn't wait to open the lunch box, shook off the bread with chopsticks, swallowed his saliva, and opened his mouth almost devoutly.

crunch.

Very good, very chewy texture.

After swallowing a pack of humidified crispy noodles and drinking half a lunch box of soup, my stomach was finally full. Song Fei also recovered a little bit, and when he climbed into bed again, he felt tired.

Closing his eyes, Song Fei finally fell asleep.

It was a very mundane, but very comfortable dream.

In the dream, Song Fei finished the last hour and handed in the CET-4 paper safely. Then I went to the cafeteria to meet up with Qi Yan, and had another delicious lunch. The lunch dish is sweet and sour mustard shreds, and Auntie Dafan specially gave him half a spoonful of it. During the meeting, Qi Yan weepingly admitted the mistakes he made in the relationship, expressed his remorse for being blind to gold and jade, and held his hand, saying, "From now on, I will not go to the library and focus on being with you." Chasing the new fan and brushing Weibo" as a promise, seeking reunion.

Song Fei woke up when he nodded violently, and he woke himself up happily.

The sun shines into 440, and the dormitory full of life is very quiet, so quiet that it is a bit desolate.

He sat up sleepily, almost believing that what happened yesterday was all a dream, until he picked up the charging phone beside the pillow—the battery was full, and the signal was still on vacation.

Song Fei woke up in an instant. He jumped out of the bed and ran to the sliding glass door of the balcony. Sure enough, he found a deformed face stuck on the glass sliding door of the building opposite.

When Luo Geng saw Song Fei, he immediately became energetic and waved enthusiastically.

Song Fei also waved his hand, and at the same time carefully opened the balcony sliding door. There was a crack at first, and there seemed to be no sound when he listened carefully, so he simply rushed out bravely, but still grabbed the door frame with one hand, making up his mind to just take a quick look downstairs, and if the situation was wrong, he would immediately dodge into the room.

Downstairs was empty.

Song Fei maintained the posture of pulling the door frame with one hand and holding the balcony with the other hand, and searched for two minutes with 24K titanium alloy eyes, and made sure that there was really nothing in sight. There are no living people, no mutants, no corpses, not even stumps. The green space surrounded by bare shrubs is still so regular, although the flowers and plants in it have withered and yellowed due to the cold weather, the blackboard newspaper at the top of the building is still so youthful, although the Conan painted on it is no longer saying "there is only one truth" but " The dormitory is my family civilization depends on everyone.

Everything is calm as before.

Just ignore the blackened pools of blood on the tarmac.

It's a pity that Song Fei couldn't ignore it, and he was so alive and had excellent eyesight - he couldn't hold the door frame anymore, so he went straight to the toilet and vomited in a daze.

Just as Luo Geng opened the door like a model, he thought that his classmate Song had already confirmed the external security for him fearlessly. Unexpectedly, Song Yongshi rushed into the toilet with a pale face, which made Luo Geng's heart tremble, and half of his body retracted again. inside the door. It wasn't until Song Fei came out with a pale face that he asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Are you pregnant?"

If the distance wasn't too far away, Song Fei really wanted to spit on him again.

Luo Geng also had fun in bitterness, and no one felt comfortable with the torment of the night: "Hey, did you listen to the radio at night?"

Song Fei's eyes widened, and the eager questioning tone carried a light of hope that was hard to hide: "Broadcast at night?!"

Luo Geng was stunned: "I don't know, I didn't hear it, so I didn't ask you."

Song Fei suddenly realized that he had wrongly blamed Qi Yan. There are many people in this world who want to slap him as soon as they open their mouths. In comparison, Qi Yan who can pay back with his body is really a clean stream in the human world.

"Morning." Luo Geng suddenly nodded to Song Fei.

"Morning," Zhou Lv said in a lazy voice, as if he hadn't had enough sleep, "how's it going... yawn... any news, can you arrange a re-examination?"

Song Fei black line.

Luo Geng also petrified, and it took him a long time to come up with a thousand words: "Your focus is really..."

Song Fei helped him and said, "Desperate."

Zhou Lv thought it was a man who was full and didn't know he was hungry: "I don't care about other people's life after I'm done with it, right?"

Song Fei just wanted to say that my mother was interrupted halfway, but Luo Geng was one step ahead of him: "Who told you I passed?"

Song Fei was stunned. He clearly remembered that when he ran back to the dormitory yesterday, Luo Geng, who was facing him, hadn't woken up yet: "You haven't passed the test yet?"

Luo Geng shook his head coolly: "I'll give up the exam."

Zhou Yi couldn't listen anymore: "Are you shameless? Your dad is so old and you let him be your gunner?!"

Luo Geng: "..."

Song Fei: "..."

A chilly wind blew between the two dormitory buildings.

Luo Geng: "80% of the time something serious happened, and the school couldn't control the situation."

Song Fei: "Well, otherwise, it would be impossible to just make a broadcast, and then nothing happens."

Zhou Lv scratched his head in confusion, why didn't one of them pay attention, and the topic changed, did the previous one finish

It didn't take long for Song Fei and the others to talk through the air, and people from other dormitories also heard voices coming to the balcony. Half an hour later, all the alumni of the two dormitory buildings who were still panting came out to communicate.

"They left?"

"You're blind, you're fucking wandering in the corridor without seeing it?!"

"What the hell is it?"

"The school doesn't even know you asked me?"

"Fuck, when the accident happened yesterday, I thought it was a safety drill, and I want to say that this time it's quite like that... Ahhh—"

The sudden screams suddenly froze the atmosphere that had finally eased up. Under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, the man was dragged into the room alive.

No one knew how the door of their house opened, whether it was unlocked, the lock was broken, or the door was forcibly broken.

The only thing that was clear was howling, struggling, and the deathly silence after everything was over.

"What's the matter?!" Luo Geng's eyes turned red anxiously. The incident happened on the second floor diagonally below him, even if he hung upside down on the balcony, he couldn't get a glimpse of the inside story. But the faces in the opposite building that had changed colors and could even be said to be extremely terrified made him scratch his head and wonder what happened.

No one paid attention to Luo Geng.

Including Song Fei.

Luo Geng couldn't see it, but they could see clearly on this side of the building—the students on the balcony on the second floor opposite were dragged in for a few minutes, and then returned again. It was still the same attire as before, blue autumn clothes and gray long johns, which looked different at first glance, and at the end, the hem of the autumn clothes had not been fully tucked into the waistband of the trousers.

This should be a look that will make people feel very friendly.

If it weren't for the fact that he only had half a face left.

Just like the human anatomy models commonly seen in hospitals, half of the face is a human face, and half of the face is muscle tissue fibers without skin. The only difference is that the muscle fibers of the model are complete, while the one in front of you only has sporadic pieces of meat left The lumps were stuck on half of the face, like a mass of mud, and the glaring white bones could be vaguely seen underneath.

Song Fei had nothing to vomit in his stomach, so he could only retch continuously.

The half-faced classmate returned to the place where he was chatting with everyone just now, but his hands no longer supported the balcony, but kept wriggling like a robot that would not avoid obstacles, moving forward again and again, being caught again and again. Balcony fenced back.

If it is said that yesterday's unexpected situation made everyone's fear only stay at the macro level.

So now, this fear has the clearest and most concrete carrier.

Some classmates cried out.

Normally, it might be embarrassing for a big boy to cry, but now, Song Fei envies him instead. Crying is also a way of venting, and you won't be afraid when you cry, at least it's better than him holding back and shaking all over.

Luo Geng didn't ask any more questions, he recalled what happened to him yesterday, combined with the screams he just heard and the expressions on the other side, it was enough to make up the general idea.

Either this school is crazy.

Either that or they're crazy.

The sound of many people running suddenly came from the wind, just like what Song Fei heard in the classroom when the incident happened yesterday. He widened his eyes, temporarily forgetting his fear, as if he had a premonition, he stared down intently!

Sure enough, the scene of the fleeing army almost reappeared yesterday. First one or two started, and then the students who were rushing like a herd of beasts rushed into the dormitory building like a tide amidst the screams of crying and rushing to the ground!

Song Fei stared at the dark crowd below, but there were too many people and the speed was too fast, he couldn't see clearly at all, he was so anxious that he wanted to jump down and pick them apart one by one!

I want to call that person's name, but I'm afraid that that person is really inside, and being called like this by myself will delay my speed.

This can’t work, that can’t work, Song Fei was so anxious that he straightened his hair, and at this critical moment, a certain strange feeling crossed his heart, just like the plots that are always used in movies and novels, blessed to the soul, the former Song Fei He scoffed at this, but at this moment, he really looked over in a strange way. It was almost the end of the line, and he just ran over from the corner and entered Song Fei's field of vision.

Qi Yan is right there.

While running hard, he looked up and searched for something, until his eyes passed the balcony of 440....

Song Fei is called a hate!

Well, it is understandable that the focal length is not correct in sports warfare. If he is not the only one on the mountain, he will go to the mountain!

Luo Geng didn't know why the classmate Song on the opposite side suddenly opened his teeth and claws and waved his arms. His eyes were eager as if a girl with yellow flowers who was about to throw a bouquet finally saw her sweetheart in the crooked melon split dates that caught the bouquet. The violent movements seemed to be warning the other party. You fucking dare not be able to catch my old lady and kill you.