Chapter 2929
Playing cards is a somewhat troublesome game for Xue Ling, who is now a zombie.
First, her fingers were stiff and slow to bend, making them clumsy when performing fine movements.
Poker cards are very thin and slippery. It is much more difficult to make a zombie hold all the cards in his hand and then select and play cards than to use a pen to tap a tablet.
If you are not careful, the cards in your hand will be scattered, and you often cannot pick out one or several cards accurately.
Secondly, the people she plays cards with are not individuals.
Xue Ling was in such a miserable state, but Wen Jiuze, who was sitting opposite her, still wanted to see her cards. As he was struggling to pick up the cards that had fallen on the ground, Xue Ling realized that her cards were being seen and looked up at him.
She put the cards down angrily and wrote on the clipboard: "Are you human?"
She slapped the clipboard.
Wen Jiuze turned the cards in his hand, as if playing magic. He shrugged: "Oh, woof woof."
Then he threw all his cards out at once and announced, "I win."
Xue Ling: “…”
Xue Ling stopped playing cards and started playing Wen Jiuzhe, which was much easier for her.
In the end, this deck of cards became a prop for Wen Jiuze to play poker and darts when he was bored, and he scattered them all on the road.
But poker cards seemed to give Wen Jiuze some inspiration.
He got a set of flying chess from someone in the camp and invited Xue Ling to play with him.
Xue Ling was too bored. Even though she felt that this person was definitely up to no good, she still wanted to play.
She was much more adept at throwing the dice, and although moving the flying chess pieces was slow, fortunately Wen Jiuze was not in a hurry to rush her, and just waited for her to move slowly.
Everything was fine at the beginning. When her red chess piece was about to reach the end, Wen Jiuze suddenly knocked her chess piece back to its original home, forcing her to start all over again.
Xue Ling: “…”
Well, that’s how it is when playing flying chess. It’s easy for others to send your chess pieces home. It’s okay, just try again.
She was not surprised at all that Wen Jiuze would do this, haha.
I was almost fooled by his relaxed look and thought he didn't want to cause any trouble today!
Xue Ling then kept an eye on all directions and paid close attention to each of his and Wen Jiuze's chess pieces, calculating whether his chess pieces were in danger of being sent home.
Her second chess piece was sent home, and her third chess piece was sent home...
When other people play flying chess, their goal is to get all their pieces to the end point, but it is not the case for Wen Jiu. His goal is to send Xue Ling's pieces home.
Xue Ling was furious, and she changed her target, wanting to send Wen Jiuze's chess piece back home. However, when she knocked the opponent's chess piece back home, Wen Jiuze didn't care at all and continued to stop her, playing the game of hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting herself by eight hundred.
Wen Jiu threw out another six, sending Xue Ling's last chess piece back home, leaving exactly four chess pieces at the starting point.
"Okay, we can start from scratch again." Wen Jiuze said with a smile.
Xue Ling looked down at his fist and felt that it was hard.
Wen Jiuze: "What's wrong, Ling? Hurry up and continue from 'Ling'."
When Xue Ling suddenly rushed towards him with clenched fists, Wen Jiuze almost simultaneously pressed on the stone next to him and ran several meters over the stone.
The two were playing the game under a tree on the roadside. The surrounding terrain was open and Wen Jiuze was agile and responsive, so Xue Ling couldn't catch him.
Unable to catch him, Xue Ling turned around twice, grabbed his chess piece, and threw it into a nearby ditch.
But thinking about it, she was still angry, so Xue Ling fell forward and lay on the ground. Since no one was around to see her, she dug several trenches in the soil in front of her.
Seeing that she didn't chase him anymore, Wen Jiu walked back leisurely and squatted not too far away: "You are getting more and more angry."
"Roar!" Xue Ling let out a terrible zombie cry.
"Although I don't understand, I know you swore very rudely." Wen Jiuze persuaded her, "Okay, okay, we're just playing a game. I promise not to bump into your chess pieces."
Xue Ling grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it at his face, but Wen Jiuze's body reacted faster than his brain and he dodged immediately.
The zombie, which had just raised its head, lay back down again and didn't seem to want to get up for a while.
Being a zombie really unleashed her nature, and now she's as angry as a child.
Wen Jiuze laughed for a while, then suddenly said nervously, "Hurry up, hurry up, there are so many ants crawling on you!"
Xue Ling got up immediately and looked at herself anxiously.
When he didn't see the ant and discovered that Wen Jiuze was laughing, he realized that he had been deceived.
Two years ago, when Xue Ling was a zombie walking on a road that seemed to have no end, he once thought about stopping.
Coincidentally, there was a hole dug on the side of the road. She lay down and tried it out, and it was just big enough for her.
She lay peacefully in the pit for three days, hoping that some kindhearted person passing by would add some soil and bury her.
But no one passed by, only a lot of ants came.
When she discovered it, there were many ants crawling on her body. She was so scared that she jumped out of the pit, slapped and hit herself, and even soaked in the water for a while.
From then on, no matter where she lay down, she would not lie down for long, and would often get up and move around to avoid ants crawling on her body.
She couldn't stand it if it crawled into her nostrils or mouth.
These little guys rarely crawl onto living people, but they are very rude to corpses.
Wen Jiuze threatened her casually, but he didn't expect her to react so strongly. After taking pictures for a long time, she still looked at her body in anxiety, rummaging through her clothes and touching her hair.
He thought it was funny at first, but then slowly, he suddenly realized what was happening.
Why is she so nervous?
After checking her body, Xue Ling found no ants and kicked him in anger.
She took the clipboard and declared solemnly: "You can't scare me with ants!"
“I’d really get angry!”
In order to let Wen Jiuze know the seriousness of the problem, she decided to scare him: "I was almost eaten by a lot of ants before!"
Wen Jiuze held the writing board and looked at the words on it. The remaining smile on his face completely disappeared.
After that, he no longer played those little games with Xue Ling, nor did he tease her on purpose, and he even hardly spoke to her.
Xue Ling was initially quite satisfied with this situation, as she felt that her warning had shocked him.
However, one or two days was fine, but for three or four days in a row, he had a blank expression on his face, drove in silence, and seemed to be in a trance as he was thinking about life.
Xue Ling was almost not used to his quiet appearance.
She realized that what she had written before seemed to be quite damaging and had made Wen Jiuze depressed.
When she discovered this, Xue Ling was speechless.
The things he cares about are very strange. No matter how angry you are and you scold him, he doesn't feel any pain or itch at all. He doesn't care at all if you hit him. He is so thick-skinned.
I just said a few nice words to him, but it only broke his defense.
Is it just because of that sentence "She was almost eaten by ants"?
Could it be that I imagined a lot of her miserable situations and felt uncomfortable for several days?
Usually when Xue Ling and Wen Jiuze get angry, it's just a momentary rage, and the situation will soon pass.
Wen Jiuze's depression lasted for several days.
Xue Ling opened her tablet and played a collection of jokes that she found hilarious.
She, a zombie who couldn't laugh, was almost laughing to death, but Wen Jiuze next to her didn't seem to want to laugh at all.
Xue Ling: "..." You're not even laughing. Aren't these jokes funny?
At night, Xue Ling was washing in the tent.
The temperature has dropped recently and it will be lower at night. Wen Jiuze boiled some hot water for her to wash.
Halfway through wiping, Wen Jiuze lowered his head and went into the tent. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll help you."
This was not the first time that Xue Ling asked him for help. After a moment's hesitation, she handed him the towel.
Wen Jiuze let her sit on his lap and wet a towel to wipe her. When the hot towel touched the clear bones on Xue Ling's back, Wen Jiuze stopped.
Xue Ling felt him leaning his head against her back, his breath spraying on her skin.
She was hugged up, and Wen Jiuze's tone was particularly gentle: "What does it feel like to be a zombie? Is it unbearable?"
"Would you like to be freed?"
Xue Ling was startled when she heard his overly gentle, even a little weird, words. She wanted to turn around in horror to look at his expression.
Could it be that he thought her death as a zombie was too tragic and wanted to kill her quickly?
Xue Ling slapped his arms around her. No! Don't scare the zombies like this!
Actually, being a zombie is not bad. Although I have had the thought of "just burying it", but when I think about it carefully, I feel that it is not that bad. Recently, I have found many benefits of being a zombie!
Xue Ling thought of Wen Jiuze's ruthless act of chopping off a zombie's head on the road, and shuddered. She only regretted that she could not speak and could not persuade him not to be impulsive!
Wen Jiuze rubbed his nose against her back. He raised his head and saw the fear in her eyes, and smiled for the first time in these days.
"What are you afraid of? I'm just asking, I won't do anything."
Xue Ling looked at him doubtfully for a long time, almost wanting to ask him to swear, and patted his chest with lingering fear.
Wen Jiuze helped her wash and combed her hair.
Xue Ling thought absentmindedly, holding her writing board, preparing to have a conversation with Wen Jiuze.
She wrote for a long time, and the theme was: "Encourage people to cherish (zombies') lives."
——Just think of it as her being sick now, with an infectious disease, so she has to live alone, has some difficulties in life, and suffers from the pain of illness (mainly hunger), but she can't decide to die just because she's sick, right?
There is no such thing as a patient who has not given up yet and whose family members find it too painful to watch and then kill the patient, right?
Wen Jiuzhe finished reading what Xue Ling wrote in thirty minutes in just three seconds.
"Yes, what you wrote makes a lot of sense, much more reasonable than those chicken soups." Wen Jiuze said while combing her hair.
Xue Ling felt that his attitude was perfunctory.
We can't let him avoid treatment any longer!
She took out the bag of psychiatric drugs, picked out a pill and gave it to Wen Jiuze.
If Xue Ling wasn't afraid of accidentally poking him, she would have stuffed the medicine directly into his mouth.
The medicine was brought to his lips, but Wen Jiuze was too lazy to refuse it and just took it and ate it.
He took a sip of water and said, "This medicine is not as useful as you think. It is impossible for it to make people happy. In most cases, it is just a placebo."
If you take it for a long time, you will end up like his mother. It will keep her spirit on the verge of collapse and make her body worse. Other than that, it is useless.
Not long after taking a pill, Wen Jiuze suddenly frowned and got off the car.
Xue Ling heard the sound of him vomiting.
Wen Jiuze quickly rinsed his mouth and came back, leaning back in his chair: "Doctor Xue, you can't treat a living horse as a dead one."
Xue Ling found the medicine box and carefully read the densely packed instructions. It took him a long time to find the dosage: half a tablet at a time... It was such a small tablet that he thought one tablet was the smallest unit.
Did I accidentally let him eat too much, so he vomited?
She flipped through it guiltily and saw that vomiting and nausea were listed under the adverse reactions.
It could also be a normal reaction to the drug!
Although Wen Jiuze didn't blame her, he seemed uncomfortable sitting there.
Xue Ling touched him carefully and handed him water.
Wen Jiuze looked at her, took the drink, and Xue Ling raised the writing board: "Are you angry?"
"There's nothing to be angry about." He chuckled, closed the lid of the kettle and put it back.
Xue Ling wrote: "It's my fault. I won't force you to eat it next time."
She was feeling guilty. Although her face was pale, stiff and expressionless, one could still vaguely see her former appearance.
Now it was a bit like her reaction the first time she couldn't help but kick him hard.
He was angry one second before he kicked his leg, and the next second he realized he had hit someone, and guilt and fear immediately appeared on his face.
There was obvious fear in his eyes, and he stood there at a loss, like a child who had gotten into trouble looking at an adult, anxiously awaiting the next scolding.
She hit him, but ended up scaring herself.
This is nothing.
Wen Jiuze is not a good-tempered person. The environment he has lived in since he was a child has also made him accustomed to violence.
But when he saw Xue Ling's expression, he couldn't get angry with her. Instead, he was afraid of scaring her. He subconsciously put on his usual nonchalant smile and said to her lazily:
"You even hit me, so you can't let go of other people who make you angry."
This was the sentence he said most during that time.
When Xue Ling punched him in the chest, he rubbed his chest and said with a smile: "You dare to hit me, don't be afraid to hit others."
Maybe the beatings made him brave enough to start arguing with others.
After being apart for too long, she began to get scared again. *
Wen Jiuze closed his eyes and said softly, "What are you afraid of? Didn't I promise you that I wouldn't be angry with you?"
Xue Ling: “…”
Is this true? When did you agree to it? How come she doesn’t know?
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