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Life in the apocalypse is always much harder for women than for men. When their closest companions arrive, the zombies, whose sense of smell is more sensitive than a dog's nose, will stick to them like a mangy dog ​​and they can't get rid of them.

Those days were the most difficult time for them.

Sang Jiyue didn't have this kind of trouble in her previous life, because since the end of the world, her menstrual period, which was not very regular to begin with, had completely said goodbye to her. In the two years that followed, she never had her period.

And in this life, perhaps because of her regular diet and cheerful mood, she and her dear friend actually met.

Things seem to be getting a little troublesome...

Another sharp pain in her abdomen nearly caused Sang Jiyue to collapse on the bed. She raised the dagger with trembling hands, but this time she was unable to intimidate Sheng Xingzhou who was already close to her.

Sang Jiyue used the last bit of his strength to pull out a few blood bags from the space, and said with a pale face: "I still have nearly two years to live, you are not allowed to bite me."

The bags of blood fell at Sheng Xingzhou's feet.

Sang Jiyue closed his eyes, feeling a little annoyed that he had not been on guard against him. After all, he was a zombie now.

If she had been bitten in advance, would Jiang Wangxi still be able to find her?

Sang Jiyue didn't want to wander around outside at all.

All these thoughts flashed through her mind in just a moment. At that moment, Sang Jiyue even wanted to make a desperate attempt to twist off Sheng Xingzhou's head, but her exhausted body made it difficult for her to even raise her hand.

only……

Is Sheng Xingzhou so slow?

When Sang Jiyue opened her eyes, she saw that he was still looking at her quietly as usual, but his red eyes showed that his mood was not as calm as he seemed.

Noticing Sang Jiyue's gaze, he raised his pale hand, curled up his fingers, and rubbed the tears from the corners of her eyes with his bent knuckles.

He opened his mouth, and the broken syllables strung together to form words: "No, cry..."

It turns out that in addition to saying "get out" in the zombie language, he can also say "don't cry".

Seeing that Sang Jiyue didn't say anything, Sheng Xingzhou raised his hand again, imitating Sang Jiyue's usual movements, and touched her soft head.

For a moment, Sang Jiyue thought he had returned to normal.

She opened her mouth and spoke to him in the zombie language: "Can you say one more word?"

Sheng Xingzhou obviously didn't understand, as if the voice just now was just her illusion.

Sang Jiyue fell exhausted on the bed, buried her face in the soft pillow, and rested for a long time.

Sheng Xingzhou had already picked up the blood bag on the ground and was drinking it while smelling her.

Sang Jiyue looked up and said, "..."

Very good, now Sheng Xingzhou can coax himself to eat, right?

Sang Jiyue got out of bed wrapped in the quilt, and did not forget to kick Sheng Xingzhou out of her room. She went into the bathroom and came out after a long time.

She also didn't want the blood-stained bedding and sheets, so she burned Sheng Xingzhou's clothes and her nightgown together.

Sheng Xingzhou slowly remade the bed in the bedroom, while Sang Jiyue, dressed in a refreshing outfit, drank hot milk in small sips.

The pain in my abdomen has eased a little.

The footsteps that were originally wandering aimlessly outside seemed to begin to gather.

Sang Jiyue frowned slightly.

The Dawn District is full of zombies, and the hotel is no exception. Although Sang Jiyue lives here, she has never cared about the zombies wandering outside all day long, because she thinks the zombies will not attack her, and those cute guys outside are her bodyguards.

And all this is on the premise that she does not bleed.

The zombies' noses are sharper than dogs'. Once they smell blood, it is harder than climbing to the sky to disperse.

The door was banging loudly, and the zombies seemed to be about to break in.

Once they broke in, the nearby zombies would probably be attracted over. Sang Jiyue thought of the dense swarms of zombies outside and felt a headache for the first time because of their existence.

Sang Jiyue was just about to go to the bedroom to get the coat stained with zombie blood when Sheng Xingzhou, who was making the bed in the bedroom, heard the sound and walked out slowly. His eyes fell on Sang Jiyue's face, and then followed Sang Jiyue's gaze to the crumbling door.

For a moment, he felt as if his possessions were being spied on.

This realization made him particularly angry.

Sheng Xingzhou is smarter than ordinary zombies. He can open the door and has developed the good habit of closing the door.

The roar of zombies was heard outside.

It took Sang Jiyue a long time to come back to his senses. He walked to the door and looked outside through the peephole.

Oh my god, zombies are fighting zombies.

In fact, unless they are fighting for food, zombies are usually very united.

As Sang Jiyue thought about it, her originally tense body relaxed again. She dangled her feet in the air comfortably and leaned lazily on the sofa.

It was not until she slowly finished drinking the glass of milk that Sheng Xingzhou came back, all dirty.

The moment she opened and closed the door, Sang Jiyue smelled the strong bloody smell of zombies, which was enough to cover up her breath.

Sang Jiyue glanced at him, and after confirming that he wouldn't attack her even without the bloody shirt, she became even more arrogant: "Sheng Xingzhou, get me a blanket."

Sheng Xingzhou didn't understand and stood there motionless.

Sang Jiyue patted her exposed calves, indicating that she needed something to cover them.

He thought about it, went into the bedroom, put a soft blanket on her legs, and then wanted to sit next to her like before, but she kicked him away.

"You are dirty." Sang Jiyue pointed in the direction of the bathroom, where she habitually used her water ability to store water for easy use at any time.

Sheng Xingzhou understood it quickly this time, because Sang Jiyue would often drive him into the bathroom as soon as they came back to clear the smell brought in from outside.

After cleaning himself and changing his clothes, Sheng Xingzhou was allowed to sit next to Sang Jiyue.

Sang Jiyue yawned, rested her head on his legs, let him put his hand on her soft belly, and ordered: "Hold it for me."

Sheng Xingzhou knew that this meant to ask for temperature.

He quietly serves as a hand warmer.

Sang Jiyue didn't sleep well last night. Feeling refreshed and warm, she closed her eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

…

The sudden menstruation did not disrupt Sang Jiyue's peaceful life. She still lived a very comfortable life. She was lazy all day long, lying on the sofa like a cat, sometimes eating snacks with her legs crossed, and sometimes killing time with a book in her hand. When she was in a good mood, she would even do two sets of math papers picked up from the library to maintain her IQ.

She didn't want to do anything during those days, not even walking the dog, and left everything to Sheng Xingzhou.

Even heavy snow could not stop Dafu from going out. When he came back, he and Sheng Xingzhou were both turned into snowmen.

When Sang Jiyue saw Sheng Xingzhou coming back, she opened her mouth and shouted, "Sheng Xingzhou, come and hug me."

After using his special powers to dry the snow off Dafu's body, he slowly walked over to her, sat down next to her, and hugged her.

Sang Jiyue held up the test paper in her hand and showed it to Sheng Xingzhou: "Look, I got full marks. I'm a genius."

He stared at the paper for a moment, then shifted his gaze back to her face.

"Can you do it?" Sang Jiyue said to him with a smile, "Although I haven't been to college, I can do advanced mathematics. You were also a college student before you transmigrated into the book, right?"

He's so silly and cute, he shouldn't be too old.

Sang Jiyue whispered a few more words to him, but got no response. She didn't care, so she finally said to him, "The snow will stop in a few days. We should take advantage of this time to leave here and find a place where there are no zombies."

If she still had her period, she naturally could not stay in a place full of zombies. After all, she could not rely entirely on Sheng Xingzhou for her safety for those few days.

Sang Jiyue carefully studied the map of Yancheng these days, and finally agreed with Sheng Xingzhou to go to the countryside in the suburbs to spend the rest of her time.

Just as Sang Jiyue said, the snow stopped after a few days. The snow on the road was trampled hard by the wandering zombies, and then melted in the rare sunshine.

However, the temperature was still a little low, so Sang Jiyue shrank closer to Sheng Xingzhou. After feeling the familiar temperature, she continued to move forward.

Zombies have the habit of migrating. Within the range where messages can be passed among the zombie community, they will abandon places where there has been no fresh food for a long time.

This is how the survivor base in Yancheng fell.

Now that the zombies have begun to migrate, the congested roads have become much clearer, which is convenient for Sang Jiyue. She and Sheng Xingzhou went to the car dealership, got a new car, filled it up with gas at a nearby gas station, and took out a few barrels of gasoline for backup.

Sang Jiyue fastened the seat belt for Dafu in the back seat, and then helped Sheng Xingzhou who was sitting in the passenger seat. He lowered his eyes to glance at the "rope" on his body, seemed a little uncomfortable, and kept struggling.

Sang Jiyue raised her eyes and looked at him: "You really don't want to fasten your seat belt?"

His sharp claws almost cut through the seatbelt.

Sang Jiyue reached out and released the restraints on him, and only then did he calm down.

"Well, you asked for it."

Sang Jiyue glanced at the road ahead and stepped on the accelerator.

On the ice, the car shot out like an arrow and soon began to skid. Although Sang Jiyue stepped on the brakes in time, the car still hit the collapsed ruins.

Sheng Xingzhou, who was not wearing a seat belt, was thrown out with his face pressed against the windshield.

He covered his face and finally reacted with great difficulty, then looked at Sang Jiyue beside him.

Sang Jiyue was wearing a seat belt and her hair was unharmed.

Sheng Xingzhou seemed to understand something and reached out to gently pull her arm.

Sang Jiyue was amused by him, helped him fasten his seat belt again, and then restarted the car. This time it was much more stable and did not slip on the ice again.

As the journey progressed, the scenery outside the car window changed from collapsed city buildings and broken walls everywhere to endless fields covered with white snow, emitting golden glow under the bright sunshine.

Sheng Xingzhou was attracted by the scenery outside the window and stared at it for a long time, which made Sang Jiyue dissatisfied: "Why don't you look at me, Sheng Xingzhou."

He heard Sang Jiyue's voice, turned his head to look at her, then looked out the window, as if making a comparison.

Soon, the novelty wore off, and he focused all his attention on Sang Jiyue's face again.

The corners of her lips were raised, and she smiled comfortably, showing a completely relaxed posture.

Sheng Xingzhou also laughed with her.

Three days later, the car slowly stopped at a small farmyard at the foot of a mountain. There was no one inside. The yard was large and the rooms were not too messy.

Before the heavy snow came again, they had a new home.