After some consideration, he also appeared in the lobby.
They were very familiar with Fan Tangtang's situation; he was being controlled by Zhang Yiming.
Whenever Fan Tangtang misbehaves and tries to run around outside, he will come back on his own with a blank look in his eyes.
It seems that Zhang Yiming needs them to talk to the Bai family and warm up the atmosphere.
Fan Liping and Hu Meiling started from scratch and ran a large factory, and they also have a good understanding of human relationships.
Judging from Zhang Yiming's current state, he probably feels inferior.
Someone needs to come and lighten the mood so he doesn't feel so awkward.
"Meiling!"
Wang Yiyun's eyes lit up.
It was truly remarkable that Fan Tangtang's family was able to reunite. Wang Yiyun felt sorry for Hu Meiling, as the two were of similar age and could get along well.
Fan Liping and Bai Anhai nodded to each other and greeted each other.
After Fan Tangtang and his wife entered the living room, the atmosphere instantly became lively.
Hu Meiling, Wang Yiyun, and Liu Jing chatted and laughed.
Bai Xizhu and Fan Tangtang stared at each other, wide-eyed.
Fan Liping and Bai Anhai could also exchange a few words.
The usually quiet living room was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.
Zhang Yiming slowly raised his head and looked at the Bai family.
The whole family wore smiles, looking so at ease.
Even knowing that he and Fan Tangtang were zombies, they felt no fear or disgust whatsoever.
He even saw Bai Xizhu's slender fingers reach out and touch Fan Tangtang's youthful face.
This warm atmosphere is genuine.
Zhang Yiming slowly exhaled.
The weight of a thousand pounds in my heart has been lifted.
In that instant, he suddenly realized that becoming a zombie wasn't such a shameful thing.
Look, she doesn't seem to mind her appearance at all.
Look, they've treated Fan Tangtang and themselves as friends.
There was no barrier between them.
Zhang Yiming reached out and touched his eyes; they were dry, and not a single tear came out.
He thought that if he could shed tears, they would not be tears of sadness, but tears of joyful relief.
It turns out that there really are people in this world who don't hate him for being a zombie.
Zhang Yiming pressed his fingers to his chest; his heart had stopped beating, yet he still felt a warm sensation inside.
After leaving the hospital morgue, for the first time, he felt that the world had not abandoned him.
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