Chapter 197: The Same Path for Everyone (XI)

The white porridge cooked by Jiang Feng was thick and fragrant. Su Yanyan drank it with difficulty to fill her stomach, while Yu Huo opened a bag of pickled mustard tubers and ate them with relish. As for the eldest brother, he couldn't eat a single bite of rice and could only drink tons of beer.

There was no way around it. Zombies' biggest food desire was humans; it was instinct. Yu Huo's self-control was too strong, so he wasn't affected at all, which was why he could enjoy the food so much.

But fortunately, the smell on Jiang Feng's body had no appeal to zombies, unlike the one he met in the hospital before, otherwise the big brother would not be able to bear it at all.

For example, if the man in the hospital is a plate of braised pork, then Jiang Feng is a plate of pickled vegetable slices without sesame oil. With this calculation, beer may be more attractive to the elder brother.

The wilderness was sparsely populated, and they treated each other like they were on a picnic. They would stroll around after dinner, and sit down to play cards when they were bored. Without the internet, they easily became closer.

Nearly half a month passed like this, and the red sun in the sky began to fade rapidly, and was about to return to its usual appearance. But in Yu Huo's opinion, this was not good news.

According to the world line deduced by the main system, once the red sun fades, zombies will begin to evolve on a large scale, and food and water will be infected to varying degrees.

Also today, Jiang Feng boiled a pot of water as usual, then put his hand on his abdomen and sat down on the ground with a hunched back.

He made quite a noise, and Yu Huo, who was standing on a small hill looking at the sun, suddenly turned around, ran up and immediately dragged him up from the ground.

The person in his arms had a pale face, and the hair on his temples was soaked with sweat, sticking to his skin and adhering to the wounds that had long since scabbed over, like a smooth black snake, making his face even more terrifying.

Unlike the pretty and cheerful girl in his memory, this man looked so miserable at the moment that Yu Huo felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by a hand, and even breathing became difficult.

He helped Jiang Feng into the car and reached out to feel the temperature of his forehead. The scorching heat made his fingertips shrink, and his usual calmness disappeared.

"Why is it so hot?" Yu Huo's hands were shaking. He leaned forward and asked softly, "Where does it hurt? Is it your stomach?"

Jiang Feng looked over with half-closed eyes. The zombie in front of him had handsome features, and his eyes were full of worry and distress.

No one had ever looked at him with such eyes. Jiang Feng glanced to the side, and the veins on his forehead jumped unbearably. His voice softened inexplicably: "It hurts, my whole body hurts..."

Upon hearing this, Yu Huo took out all the medicines he had picked up at the hospital, found the painkillers and fever reducers, fed them to the other person, then followed him into the car and gently held the person in his arms.

But Jiang Feng's body began to tremble uncontrollably. It felt as if all the bones in his body were broken. The pain made him feel dazed and his eyes became blurred.

Through the thin mist, he struggled to look back at the pair of eyes that had always been looking at him. The strange scarlet color was not scary at all, but rather like a polished ruby, making one want to reach out and touch it, to treasure it...

The hand that stretched out was stopped by a cold hand midway. Jiang Feng calmed himself down, tried to look at the zombie in front of him, and asked, "Am I going to die?"

"Don't talk nonsense." There was impatience in Yu Huo's tone, but the arm around his shoulders was strong and firm.

Jiang Feng raised his head with difficulty, leaned close to the other person's collar and sniffed hard.

It smells like laundry detergent, very fragrant, very light, and very addictive.

They had been living in a desolate place for more than half a month. As they spent time together day and night, his eyes began to uncontrollably stay on the other person. As time went on, even he himself noticed the unusualness in his emotions.

He doesn't mind liking the same sex, but falling in love with a zombie...this is somewhat beyond his ability to accept.

Zombies mean the source of infection, even if this zombie is so special.

But at the moment of death, he looked at the handsome face in front of him, and suddenly felt very reluctant to let go. He even regretted why he was so afraid of death and didn't dare to fight for it.

He has nothing, doesn't he?

I don’t know if it was because I was angry, but the person who was suffering from repeated pain suddenly found the strength from somewhere. I struggled to reach out and grab the neck of the zombie in front of me, and slowly raised my chin.

Yu Huo glared at the half of his flawless face that he had deliberately exposed to the view, a question flashing in his eyes: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Feng didn't respond, but leaned forward again, his eyes red as he stared at the other person with a sticky gaze, pretending to be relaxed and raised the corners of his mouth: "I really might be dying soon, otherwise you can bite me, I want to become a zombie like you."

Yu Huo leaned back and frowned in disapproval: "I have a light taste and don't want to bite anyone."

Jiang Feng was not so easy to get rid of. He supported himself on the soft cushion of the seat with his palms and moved closer, so close that it seemed as if he wanted to kiss her.

But he didn't kiss her. Instead, he stared at the two thin pink lips in front of him and said half-seriously, "Can you bear to see me die of pain like this?"

It seemed like he was showing weakness, but he was just not very skilled and anyone could see through it at a glance.

Yu Huo deliberately ignored the clumsy performance in front of him, but because he had heard this person say the word "death" at every turn, he tutted impatiently: "You won't die. It's not that easy for you to die."

But Jiang Feng acted as if he didn't hear anything and stared at his lips in a daze.

In a silent car, any movement will be magnified infinitely, such as the sound of swallowing saliva.

Jiang Feng raised his neck, and his Adam's apple was unusually prominent. As he swallowed, his neck slid up and down sexily. Every move seemed to be an invitation.

"The radio said...the virus is spread through saliva."

Yu Huo leaned back in his chair, unable to retreat. He could only freeze in place, his crimson pupils flickering slightly. "So?"

Jiang Feng pursed his lips, which were becoming increasingly crimson, and murmured in a dreamy voice, his tone sticky and lingering: "If you don't want to bite me, then kiss me, okay?"

Yu Huo's mind went blank, and he subconsciously reached out to touch the other person's forehead, which was gradually losing its temperature, and muttered to himself.

"Isn't the fever gone? Why are you still talking nonsense?"

Just as he made an escaping gesture, he felt the gaze staring at him suddenly turned cold for a moment. Looking back, he saw that the other person's dark pupils were still like washed glass, touching his heart.

After a few seconds, Jiang Feng chuckled strangely. Although his hoarse voice was seductive, it was creepy in the atmosphere at that time.

He said, “You’re so cute.”

Then, he raised his chin without hesitation, as if he was going to kiss her.

Yu Huo said goodbye with difficulty, letting the kiss fall on his ear.

Jiang Feng's eyes darkened, he opened his mouth and bit the other's earlobe, and before his consciousness fell into darkness, his teeth gnashed hard with resentment.

The next second, a cry of pain was heard in the car: "Are you stupid? What's the good of turning into a zombie..."