Zombie University

Zhao He vaguely felt that Qi Yan and Song Fei were strange. () The blame is that there is no specific case that can be used to prove it. It is a feeling, the simple feeling of pure men.

Now, this feels even stronger.

The person upstairs was very considerate. Seeing that he was unable to do so, he volunteered: "Hey do n’t bother, I will tell you directly ..."

"No!" Zhao He refused instinctively and asked himself, he really didn't want to understand that detail.

But after such a toss, he felt that his body had recovered some warmth. Motivated by Qi Yan, it was just a heart warmed up. As a result, there were few rounds of "cordial conversation" with Song Fei, and his limbs and bones were bloody.

Sure enough, the positive energy is brave, and the negative energy is infinite.

"Zhao He!" He Zhiwen, who has been listening quietly, always feels that there is no more voice. The classmates want to let Class 1 Shuangsha bully. And he also disagrees with Zhao He sleeping in an apple tree, which is a joke of his life.

The call of the old man warmed Zhao He's heart and burst into tears: "Xiao He--"

"The two of them are really very powerful, far beyond your imagination, I believe in them, and you also believe in me once. Wait a minute, let's lead the zombies, let's hurry back to the cafeteria!"

"..." After a long battle between Heaven and Man, Zhao He gritted his teeth: "Success!"

He does n’t believe Song Fei, who runs the train full of mouths, he always believes in the honest and honest question. Although he did not know exactly what kind of fighting these three people had in Gewu Building, and what kind of strength Song Fei and Qi Yan showed, but he used the words "very powerful" and "far beyond imagination". The ground comes from the heart, and you can hear the full sincerity and determination in the air.

The cold wind blew past, and the already frozen face only felt as if it was touched gently.

Zhao He adjusted his breathing, quieted down, and slowly made his sense of existence thin, turning into a thick apple tree branch.

No more communication is needed. In the sudden silence, He Zhiwen has already grasped it. He may not be as powerful as Song Qi and his physical strength is inferior to Zhao He, but he also has a sincere dedication for his comrades-

"Hey! We are here! Look here !!!"

The voice of He Zhiwen is very loud, and he can hear the posture of being out of bounds.

However, until his ending dissipated in the distant horizon, there was no movement at all on the apple tree side.

Zhao He felt that even if a zombie ran past, his comrades were considered successful. But, really not. Even the haggard face that was originally excited about Zhao He also dimmed, his eyes gradually hollowed out, his expression tended to be blank, and sixty-nine heads escaped into a large group picture-[Coldness.jpg].

Zhao He sighed and tempted the enemy to pay attention to his talents. He wanted to tell He Zhiwen if he could n’t. Do n’t force him.

But now he is trying to make the zombies think of him as a branch, so it is really inconvenient to speak.

Fortunately, the classmate He upstairs carried forward the experimentation spirit of his predecessors. If this material does not work, try another one. Soon, the slightly cautious and shy singing replaced the hissing--

"Can you give me the time for a song ~~ Tightly hold that hug forever ~~ In my arms you do n’t have to be afraid of insomnia ~~ If you want to forget me, you can also lose memory ~~"

Under the tree, there was a turmoil.

Obviously, the song is still more tempting than shouting, I do n’t know if it ’s the zombie instinct, or the music sentiment has been cultivated by the prey.

Finally, some zombies began to turn around and walked towards the bottom of the window where the three were.

One has two, two has three.

However, the number of departures is far from enough!

The zombies seemed to be unsure of whether they were prey or floating clouds. They walked swaying with the mentality to look casually, and even more after hesitation, they decided to stay. Firm love simply wanted to cry. What's more terrible is that if this efficiency is maintained, the dawn will not necessarily go clean ...

"Can you give me the time for a song ~~"

"Sorry, I can't help it, another song Zhao He will fall like an apple, and it's not Newton standing under the tree."

Song Fei interrupted reluctantly, he asked him, and went to himself.

This was a very difficult decision, as if he would sing two songs, but the situation was urgent, he could not continue to be humble—

"I do n’t have money ~~ I have no shame ~~ I only need her tenderness to give me a little bit ~~ I have no money ~~ I have no shame ~~ I just have her love to give me a little bit ~~~"

Song Fei's dynamic rhythm just started, and the commotion under the apple tree suddenly became intense. After the two sentences were finished, the zombies spread out, and they each ran to Gewulou in their favorite way. There are small breaks and fast paces, big steps and steady rhythms, some rampages, and some people who like to go round and round, and in short, in less than ten seconds, the apple tree is empty.

If it ’s not too far away, Zhao He will definitely give Song Fei a thumbs up, both!

Opportunity, Zhao He immediately mobilized his muscles, ready to climb down the tree. I tried it a few times, and suddenly found out that my body stopped listening. As if his brain and body were separated into different spaces, the former lost the command of the latter, and he clearly wanted to move his arms and legs, but the arms and legs were still.

I was shocked, and Zhao He suddenly sweated.

He tried again, but it still didn't work. His body seemed to be stiffened into wood, the blood was blocked, and his nerves were necrotic. There was only one head left and right, and he could think and rotate a little.

"Zhao He, what are you waiting for?"

Singing songs, Song Geshen did not forget to pay attention to him.

But such attention made Zhao He more embarrassed. He did n’t want to move, he could n’t move, just like his already frozen face could no longer feel the coldness of the night wind, his body was also frozen!

Zhao He was frightened. Although he tried to suppress it, the sense of uncontrollable thrill and helpless despair was so violent that he was overwhelmed.

"Zhao He," He Zhiwen also anxiously urged, "You run quickly--"

Zhao He wanted to respond, but his throat was choked, and he couldn't make a sound. Besides, what can he respond to, can it be said that he cannot move? Under the circumstances that his comrades worked so hard to lure him, how could he ...

"I know, are you reluctant!" Song Fei's suddenly enlightened voice came, full of determination.

Zhao He was stunned.

He Zhiwen was quicker than he was: "Reluctant to do anything?"

"Reluctant to the zombies under the tree. After all, I have been together for so long. Fallinlove is not strange." Song Fei's thoughtful tone of "I understand" and "Brother is the old driver", but then the words changed, "Zhao He! You Wake up! There is nowhere else to go— "

If Song Fei is a member of the zombie army, Zhao He thinks, will his comrades kill him, or will he beat him first and then kill him? This is really a question that makes people happy when they look forward to it.

He Zhi asked: "Ah, he moved, and the tree is down!"

Song Fei: "What I say comes from feeling too much."

Zhao He: "..."

Can't see this deflated food, he's not looking away! Suddenly, his stiff body came to perceive what it was, and he fell ill. When he thought that the goods were still in a hurry, he could sit up in shock and look forward to another ten years!

At the moment when his feet landed, Zhao He glanced back at the three figures upstairs with nostalgia, especially the one who waved the most, and looked at the two eyes more than he could engrave the silhouette in his heart. The vast night!

Qi Yan, who had not spoken for a long time, kept watching Zhao He ’s figure and could n’t see it again. Then he turned to sit against the wall and froze for two seconds. Only afterwards did he realize that he felt a sigh of relief. .

Rao is so. In the halo where the flashlight is not strong, his expression is still calm, and he is a little abnormal.

"Are you okay." Song Fei asked worriedly.

Qi Yan shook his head and closed his eyes tiredly, but his hand was still holding the gun tightly.

Song Fei suddenly became scared. Actually, he did not know what he was afraid of, but he intuitively told him that Qi Yan could not be allowed to go on like this. In a hurry, he simply reached out and grabbed the gun.

Qi Yan opened his eyes violently and stretched his legs to be a foot!

Qi Yan was sitting, and Song Fei was also sitting. In fact, it was a face-to-face position. Qi Yan kicked directly on Song Fei's stomach!

Song Fei didn't expect his stress response to be so strong, he was really kicked and almost screamed out in pain. He couldn't take the gun anymore and hugged Qi Yan's leg directly, for fear that he would make a second foot.

Qi Yan immediately saw the face in front of Song Fei when he kicked on Song Fei's stomach. His heart shook, and he subconsciously wanted to close his leg. He was hugged as hard as he could by the kicker, and he wasn't allowed to move anymore.

Qi Yan did n’t even care about his legs anymore. Annoyed and distressed made his tone how to listen and how to rush: "What a gun you grab!"

Song Fei really feels more resentful than Dou E: "You have been half dead, don't I want you to be spiritual!"

Qi Yan black line: "If you try to run back and forth for five hours, the spirit is not as good as mine."

"I don't mean Jing Qi Shen, it's psychology. Your mental state is not right now!" Song Fei is dying quickly, but the more anxious, the more chaotic, he tried to make his words sound like a temptation, "Qi Yan, we are safe You do n’t have to stretch that string anymore, you have to relax yourself completely, do you understand what I mean? "

Qi Yan froze, did not speak, did not move, only looked at him quietly.

Song Fei let him see, if he did n’t hold his legs, he would n’t even mind putting it in front of him and let him see: “I ’m safe, I and He Zhiwen have come out of the elevator, the radio is on a few floors, If the three of us are lucky, we might be able to do it all at once. It's like flushing supermarkets, libraries, and dining halls. "

The last time when Qi Yan was so gentle, Song Fei can't remember, but if Qi Yan doesn't mind, he wants to be gentle like this.

"All you have to do now is don't think about anything, relax completely, and get a good night's sleep."

Qi Yan blinked and his lips finally moved slightly.

Song Fei's eyes light up, and then he heard Qi Yan's voice: "All you have to do now is to loosen my thigh."

"..." God, it's really difficult to insist on being gentle with this product! ! !

Throw away the ex long legs, Song Fei pulled back two meters, rubbing the distance firmly.

Qi Yan withdrew the legs that left the hug and looked at Song Fei with all his time, and finally had a calm and calm eyes, and finally a faint smile appeared, with Qiyan's unique irritating ridicule.

Song Feibai gave him a glance, but his heart slowly let go. The normal Qi Yan is back. Although he is annoying, Sheng is familiar, annoying and down-to-earth.

"Is my stomach okay?" Qi Yan asked, still not at ease.

Song Fei reacted this way. He was still injured. He rubbed two of them angrily and said, "I will kick your foot and you will know."

Qi Yan suddenly spread his arms and made a welcome posture.

Song Fei 囧: "You tried to save me, not to mention one foot, even ten feet, I have to suffer."

Qi Yan was silent again, but this time he stared closely at Song Fei, with many emotions in his eyes, hot and strong.

Song Fei was stared a bit embarrassed, and somehow, he remembered the wet hands, as if now, his palms were still dry.

He Zhiwen has secretly watched for a long time, pretending that he does not exist, to be precise, from Song Fei and Qi Yan to the secret signal, no, from Song Fei said Qi Yan will definitely get the radio, he silently envyed the charm Watch this pair of friends. Then he went to Qi Yan to save himself. Song Fei said with pride that Qi Yan could overcome the world, but he could overcome Qi Yan. Until just now, Song Fei was clearly worried about Qi Yan ’s mental state, and Qi Yanming regretted kicking Song Fei, As a result, the two of them were still choking to speak. Isn't this the best way to lose love to each other!

He wanted to have such a brother too, closed the door to fight each other, opened the door to fight side by side!

"What time is it?" Qi Yan lowered his eyes and gave up.

Actually, Song Fei didn't say anything at all, but it was precisely such that he didn't say anything, which made him suddenly feel very tired, and even doubted his persistence.

The shaking in the other party's eyes caused Song Fei to tremble a little, with a vague premonition, but he still touched the phone with Qi Yan's question.

Fingerprint recognition, the lock screen is turned on, and it is not the mobile phone desktop but a group photo that can appear on the bright screen.

Waiting for the time to see Song Fei froze. Fuck, I heard Qi Yan striking the rhythm while looking at the photos in the elevator, and then I forgot everything. I did n’t operate the phone anymore!

An excited spirit, Song Fei recovered, and hurriedly returned to the main page. He glanced at the time hurriedly, and did not dare to raise his head. He pretended to calm down and said: "1.02."

"Oh." Qi Yan's response sounded uncommon.

Song Fei put half of his heart down, and then quietly looked up under the other half of the shackles, peeking at Qi Yan.

The result is facing the last smiling handsome face.

Helped.

Song Feisheng closed his eyes reluctantly, gritted his teeth, opened it again, and confessed: "I was really bottomless when I was in the elevator. I thought, can you come to save me, if not ... … "

"Are you going to take the last plane of your life against my picture?"

"... I will remember you when I am ready to die, and I will never let you go as a ghost!"

Qi Yan was so amused by Song Fei ’s explanation of Zhang Ya ’s claws and dancing claws, and at the same time, he became more curious: “What if it comes?”

Song Fei shrugged, then looked at Qi Yan's eyes, saying one by one: "I'll ask for a compound then."

Qi Yan froze, looked at him in disbelief, speechless for a long time.

He Zhiwen also froze, looked at them in disbelief, and completely forgot the skill of speaking in the world.

Song Fei did not care about He Zhiwen. He now has only one man in his eyes. As a result, this man made him into a huge embarrassment: "Hey, you first ask me to compound. As a matter of course, I will nod directly. I am afraid You are too passive, kindly build another step for you, what does your silence mean? "

Qi Yan still did not speak, but suddenly raised his hand and gave himself a slap!

Song Fei was so stupid that he quickly held Qi Yan ’s hand, fearing that he would continue to be manic. What he said would be out of his heart: “If you do n’t agree, you do n’t agree, do n’t hurt yourself! I ’m not entangled with you. ! "

Who will tell him why a daily event that seeks to be complex will develop in the direction of magic realism!

The hand held by Song Fei suddenly reversed and took the initiative to interlock with his fingers.

"Not a dream."

Qi Yan finally spoke, with a trance that was still not very practical.

Song Fei's black line collapsed into a three-in-one, but the result was a lot of distress, and he greeted directly: "Why do you ask, come here."

Student He can't understand the world where the good brother is holding the dog in hand, and when he shouts like this, his brain crashes and he subconsciously relies on it: "Huh?"

Song Fei did not hesitate to pinch his round face, fleshy, very hard.

He Zhiwen wailed with a loud voice: "It hurts sore--"

Song Fei loosened his comrades, sucked his nose, rushed Qi Yan's teeth: "Look, no."

Qi Yan's vision finally stopped, and gradually settled. This is the face that can make people love to die when they are in love, and can make people crazy when they are sad: "How can I spread you ..."

People listened to Aiyu compoundly, he compounded Tucao, Song Fei rolled his eyes and rushed to kiss Qian Yan before the mutual support mode was started!

Qi Yan has never been a passive character. He squeezed Song Fei's back and kissed deeper.

He Zhiwen retreated silently, got up and walked to another window, covered half of his face, and stared at the moon.

Song Fei said no, Qi Yan believed, but he did not believe it, this must be a dream.

In the dream, the virus broke out, the classmates became zombies, and the brothers became friends.

Kiyou was very involved in kissing, and even kissed and touched, he had reached the point where he could wipe out pornography, but he dared not interrupt. Subsequent survival depends on the combat effectiveness of the two, he can only quietly endure and wait for it.

——In this dream world, the straight men who are opponents are so cruel.