Zombie Nine×Human Bell
After experiencing great emotional ups and downs, Xue Ling sat on a stone by the roadside, wrapped tightly in her thin coat with a somewhat wooden expression, watching Wen Jiuze deal with the corpses.
The cart that had just carried Wen Jiuze was now carrying several men who had just died. Wen Jiuze carried them to a nearby place where there were zombies, just like taking out garbage.
Zombies are not very picky about fresh corpses and will just pounce on them and start chewing on them.
The transformation of a newly dead body into a zombie is much faster than that of a living person. Soon, these men climbed up screaming, and then Wen Jiuze chopped off their heads one by one.
Xue Ling watched quietly, and when he dropped the knife and walked back, she looked up and asked him, "Are you trying to create the illusion that they had an internal conflict, accidentally turned into zombies, and were killed?"
No, I just feel annoyed looking at these things and want to kill them again.
But since Xue Ling was making excuses for him, Wen Jiuze didn't hesitate and nodded in agreement with her.
A hint of worry appeared on Xue Ling's face, and he rubbed his worn cuffs with his fingers.
What are you worried about?
Wen Jiuze squatted in front of her and wanted to reach out to touch her face. He saw her thick black nails, so he broke off a dry and yellow grass stalk from the ground and scratched Xue Ling's chin with it.
Xue Ling was thinking about something and was disturbed by him. She glared at him, took the weed stalk from his hand, broke it and threw it aside.
Wen Jiuze broke off another stick and, under Xue Ling's eager gaze, wrote on the ground, "What are you worried about?"
Xue Ling's first reaction was: "You really can't speak anymore?"
Wen Jiuze first wrote the word "会", and Xue Ling was about to ask why he didn't speak when he saw him write the word "叫".
Can't speak, but can bark.
"Don't scream!" Xue Ling warned.
Soon, her expression became serious, and she spoke hesitantly: "How did you become like this? Could it be that... you were captured and subjected to some terrible experiment?"
She seemed to have thought of some cruel experiments and pitiful experimental subjects in movies and TV dramas, and grafted them onto him. She couldn't help but reveal worry and concern in her eyes.
Wen Jiuze stretched out a finger and shook it.
"Could it be that during the meteor shower, you were irradiated by a meteorite?" Xue Ling said with a determined look.
Although this is not the case, it could be if Xue Ling likes this reason.
Wen Jiuze nodded and gave her a thumbs up.
Xue Ling was stunned: "What? Did I guess right?"
After finding a reasonable reason for her ex-boyfriend's strange condition, Xue Ling's expression was still solemn.
She asked, "Do you have anywhere to go now?"
He probably has nowhere to go. He looks like this and doesn't dare to stay in the crowd. He must be wandering around. And if he really has somewhere to go, why would he come to see her, his ex-girlfriend?
Did he come here specifically to see her? Or was he just passing by?
Xue Ling was pondering when she saw Wen Jiuze write the word "有" on the ground.
Suppressing the inexplicable disappointment in his heart, Xue Ling's expression was serious: "Really? Where are you going?"
Wen Jiu wrote: "Go to hell."
Xue Ling: “…” Such simple words could stir up such anger.
"Go to hell? Just go to hell! Go to hell, die now!" Xue Ling couldn't help but punch him.
"Can you please speak properly and communicate properly?"
Xue Ling snatched the straw from Wen Jiuze's hand and hit him twice, then stuffed the straw back into his hand: "Write!"
Wen Jiuze looked dead without any pain or itch. He scratched on the ground and wrote: "I was worried about you and wanted to come and see if you were doing well."
Xue Ling suddenly felt a lump in her throat. She said, "We broke up..."
Before she could finish her words, she saw Wen Jiuze writing on the ground in a flamboyant manner: "Death is the greatest thing. Don't bother with the dead."
My face suddenly turned dark, and I had a twisted feeling of being angry, sad, and being laughed at.
Xue Ling took a deep breath and asked, "So what are your plans next?"
Wen Jiu wrote: "I plan to travel."
Xue Ling: “…”
Wen Jiuzhe wrote: "Inheriting the unfulfilled wish of my ex-girlfriend, I went to see the scenery for her."
Xue Ling pulled out the straw he was writing on and threw it away. If he continued writing, she really couldn't help but go to the car to get a knife.
Wen Jiuze broke off another straw and asked, "How are you? Are you happy?"
Xue Ling had a blank expression on her face: "I'm very happy. My family arranged for me to go on a blind date and prepare for marriage."
Wen Jiuze snapped the straw stalk.
Xue Ling thought, aren't you very capable of being poor? Why are you so stubborn even if you are poor?
The man and the dog sat facing each other in silence for a while. The cold autumn wind blew across the wilderness, and the thickets of weeds around them swayed.
Wen Jiuze lifted his foot to wipe out the marks on the ground, and then wrote: "Do you need me?"
Before he finished writing the question mark, he heard Xue Ling whisper, "I don't need you."
The straw stopped at the beginning of the question mark. He suddenly let go of it, trying to act as if nothing happened.
This was expected. How could Xue Ling, who already had her family around her, need him?
If she thought he was a nuisance hanging around the base, he should leave in a few days.
"I don't want to be with you because I need you," Xue Ling said.
What I heard from the ninth article: I want to be with you.
She then asked, "Why do you think I was angry when we broke up?"
Because he said he wanted to break up but didn't explain why? Wen Jiu was thinking about how to simplify the mess in the Wen family. He just picked up a straw stick, but Xue Ling stepped on it.
"Because I really like you." Xue Ling didn't look at the dead man in front of her, "But you make me wonder if you have feelings for me too. I can understand that you have your own reasons, but I can't understand why you avoid our relationship."
"Wen Jiuze, you made me feel at that time that you were not afraid of ending with me, but afraid of starting with me."
"Can you tell me now what you think?"
Wen Jiuzhe: "..."
Wen Jiuze stretched out his arms to hug her, but Xue Ling quickly stopped him half a meter away and said, "Just write."
Wen Jiu wrote: "I was wrong."
These three words were written quite clearly, but the next three words were a bit vague and sloppy. Only because Xue Ling was familiar with his handwriting could she tell that those three words were "I love you".
After writing these three words quickly, his writing speed returned to normal and his handwriting became easier to read: "I can take out my heart now, dry it and make a specimen for you. If you want..."
Xue Ling's eyelids jumped: "It's wrong for you to shut up, stop it!"
She raised her foot and scribbled on the words: "I don't want it! Don't even think about it!"
"Are you sick? Why would I need that?"
It was a good confession, but he almost turned it into something hellish.
"So what do you want?"
Xue Ling thought to herself: I want you to be more normal, I want you to stop going crazy.
"I understand." Wen Jiuzhe wrote.
"What do you know? Don't do anything rash!" Xue Ling grabbed his shoulders and remembered the gift he had given her before.
Once, Wen Jiuze gave her a set of clothes, from wig to skirt to shoes and bag. Sounds good, right?
But he bought the mannequin together with the other one, put a wig and clothes on it, put it on the bed, and even covered it with a quilt.
That night, when Xue Ling returned home and turned on the light in the room, she saw a long-haired person lying on the bed and screamed in fright.
When Wen Jiuzhe was asked about it later, he actually said that he did it to give her a surprise.
"I didn't pick out the clothes this time. I asked someone to pick them out for me. He even suggested that I put them on the bed. You'll be very happy when you find them."
Xue Ling: But I guess that person didn’t suggest that you buy the model as well.
Another time was Xue Ling’s birthday. Her birthday was during the winter vacation, and she stayed at her uncle’s house that time.
She was watching a horror movie with her cousin in the middle of the night when someone suddenly knocked on the door.
Xue Ling opened the door and saw an open box at the door. A smiling doll in the box was looking at her.
It was the doll possessed by a ghost in the classic horror movie. Xue Ling gasped and froze at the door.
The doll suddenly moved and made a playful sound: "Happy Birthday."
Xue Ling almost got sent away by that voice. Just as she was holding onto the door frame with her hands and feet going limp, another voice rang out from the dark corridor: "Do you like it?"
Xue Ling was nearly frightened away. She turned on her cell phone light and then saw Wen Jiuze sitting at the entrance of the staircase.
Her boyfriend traveled a long way to give her a birthday present on a winter night. Why did it feel so wrong when it happened to him?
When she bit him in the dark corridor, Wen Jiuze was still confused: "I asked you what your favorite movie was, and you said this one. This doll is also a one-to-one replica of the one in the movie. What's the problem?"
The problem is that they look too similar. Who on earth would give this as a gift?
Later, Xue Ling repeatedly stated that she should not be given any gifts! If she wanted to give any gifts, she should be given flowers, and stop playing tricks!
So much time has passed, but Wen Jiuze's gift-giving style is still so weird.
It was getting late, and Xue Ling was going back to the base. She came alone, and when she left, there was a zombie behind the wheel.
Cold wind blew through the broken window glass. Xue Ling said, "Wait for me outside the base for two days. I'll come find you after I finish my business."
"Be careful not to be discovered. If you are discovered, don't stay there stupidly. If I can't find you outside the base, I will go to the yard in Xinyan City to look for you."
Xue Ling parked the car outside the base: "Where were you hiding before?"
Wen Jiuze followed behind her and casually pointed at the tomb pavilion on the grave hill.
"There's nothing up there, why are you staying there?"
Xue Ling took him to a forest where there were piles of abandoned vehicles and some debris.
Bypassing the debris, through a hidden entrance, you can reach a bus without wheels.
There were two willow trees blown down by the wind and pressed on the bus. Although they were blown down, the bark was still attached. The trees were not dead. Many branches hung on the side of the bus like a natural curtain.
Xue Ling checked to make sure there was no sign of other people nearby before going over and opening the door of the bus.
"No one comes here, only I know this, you wait for me here first."
She transformed the abandoned bus into a cozy little home with a bed, a cabinet, a small table, chairs, and various other things she picked up.
Occasionally, when Xue Ling felt out of breath in the base, she would come here to stay for a while.
Wen Jiuze's eyes moved from the small bed to the carpet on the floor beside the bed, a few books on the small table, a painting fixed on the broken window, and knives and iron bars hanging on the door.
It looks like it has been carefully organized and tidied.
But she seemed like she hadn't been here for a while. Green vines were crawling in from the cracked window and were almost growing to the ground.
"Wen Jiuze, just wait for me here."
Wen Jiuze waved at her and was about to lie down on her bed when Xue Ling rushed forward and grabbed him.
"You can only lie down on the bed after taking a shower!"
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