☆、 A simple and cute little zombie who is stubborn and overbearing with a supernatural boss (77)

Shen Xuanmo knew that his beloved was waiting for him inside, and that was his only belief that kept him moving forward.

Shen Xuanmo ignored the pain in his body, and took every step as if he had used up all his strength.

Finally, he saw the closed door of the laboratory. However, as soon as he reached the door, he heard a burst of excited laughter from inside, which made him speed up his movements.

"Hahaha...I finally succeeded!" The voice was filled with ecstasy.

Dr. He held the zombie serum he had successfully developed, and he couldn't wait to tell the world about his great achievement. However, his joy did not last long, as a series of alarms sounded from instruments.

On the surrounding instrument screens, red warning lights flashed wildly and shrill warning sounds were emitted.

"Someone come! What happened?" He Botu was shocked. Without caring about anything else, he suddenly pushed open the secret door of the secret room and planned to escape with his things.

He Botu quickly packed up the medicines, thinking: Nothing can happen to him, as long as he waits for the end of the world, he will be the savior of mankind...

"Haha..." He was about to leave when he heard a sound. He Botu paused and felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

He quickly raised his legs to go in, but the scene in front of him made him stunned instantly. Several zombies appeared from nowhere and were slowly approaching him.

Blocked by the thick iron door, some zombies couldn't get in at all and could only bang on the door. The horrifying sound was getting closer and closer, as if it could catch up with him at any time.

Before He Botu could even hope for a respite, a bloody zombie grabbed his neck. With a snap, his head drooped down.

Soon the laboratory was in a mess, with only a handsome boy lying on the operating table in the middle, his eyes closed and his face as pale as paper.

The door of the laboratory was made of hard material. Shen Xuanmo rushed into the laboratory with blood on his hands. When he saw the bloody zombies and He Botu on the ground, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

But when his eyes fell on the young man on the operating table, there was a dead silence in his eyes. Shen Xuanmo choked up, "Qing, Qingqing..."

He wanted to wake Qingqing up loudly, but no sound came out. He walked cautiously towards the boy who was lying quietly, and half-knelt on the ground.

His consciousness gradually blurred. He didn't know whether it was the blood or the tears that flowed from his head, sticking to his vision and making him unable to see his boy clearly.

Shen Xuanmo trembled and stretched out his bloody hand, as if he wanted to gently touch the boy's cold face, but stopped in mid-air. His baby liked to be clean the most, and he couldn't make it dirty, otherwise Qingqing would be angry.

He felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. Suddenly, the world collapsed, all colors faded, leaving only endless darkness, which gradually became blurred.

"Nanqing, you liar..." Shen Xuanmo's voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his soul.

"Look at me... I'm coming..." In an instant, he lost all his senses, even the ability to think independently.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain was so severe that he could not breathe.

"You said that you would always stay with me..." Shen Xuanmo's eyes were blurred. He could not feel his own existence. There was only the pain in his heart, which was so clear that it made him despair.

"Don't be afraid, baby. I'll be here to accompany you soon..." Qingqing is so timid. She must be very scared to be alone. He can't let Qingqing be scared...

In an instant, his expression froze, and all the sadness and joy were replaced by determination. His hand slid down powerlessly, and was replaced by a slowly raised knife, as if the blade would touch the skin in the next second, splashing blood everywhere.

Just when he was about to give up, Qingqing's fingers moved slightly.

"Stupid... idiot..." The voice was like a misty silk thread, gently brushing past Shen Xuanmo's ears. His heart skipped a beat and the knife in his hand lost its direction, falling to the ground with a clang, making a crisp sound.

Qingqing was not really dead. Even though his blood was almost drained, he was just extremely weak and in a state of suspended animation. He was already a zombie, so it was normal for Shen Xuanmo to think he was dead.

Qingqing vaguely heard Momo's painful voice and wanted to tell him not to be sad, but she couldn't catch him until he said something like he wanted to come and accompany her. Qingqing was so scared that she didn't know how she became a corpse.

When Shen Xuanmo heard the faint sound, the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He widened his eyes and looked at the weak boy in disbelief.

Nan Qing's fingers trembled slightly, and his hands tightly grasped the corner of his clothes, as if he was using all his strength to convey something.

Qingqing's eyelids struggled hard, wanting to take another look at the man who depended on her for her life, but she no longer had the strength to break free from the shackles of darkness.

"Qingqing..." Shen Xuanmo's voice was choked and hoarse. He forgot the pain and the despair. All his attention was focused on the young man.

He knelt beside the operating table, holding Qingqing's hands tightly, as if he wanted to transfer his strength to him.

"I'm here, my dear, I'm here..." Shen Xuanmo's tears fell and dripped onto the back of the boy's hand. His voice was full of pleading and hope. "Open your eyes and look at me, please..."

He seemed to have thought of something, picked up Qingqing, and rushed to He Botu, who had no vital signs. He searched frantically, hoping to find something that could save Qingqing.

Soon, his hand touched a few cold glass bottles in He Botu's work clothes pocket. Looking at the sparkling liquid inside, his eyes seemed to light up again.

Shen Xuanmo's hands were shaking. He quickly took out the serum and injected it into Qingqing's body. His movements were both anxious and cautious, for fear that he would lose his last hope if he was not careful.

Time passed minute by minute, Qingqing was still motionless. Shen Xuanmo hugged him desperately, and kept murmuring "Qingqing, wake up."

Shen Xuanmo rushed to Nan Qing's side, tightly held his hand, and burst into tears. Nan Qing tried to pull out a smile and said softly: "Baby, you said you would always be by my side, how can you break your promise so easily..."

Slowly, a blush seemed to appear on Qingqing's face, his breathing became less weak, and his heartbeat became stronger.

"Don't cry...it's so ugly..." Qingqing opened her eyes, and what she saw was Shen Xuanmo's wolfish yet affectionate look. Her voice was like breathing, almost inaudible, but Shen Xuanmo still heard it.

Shen Xuanmo looked down at the boy in surprise, nodded hurriedly, picked up Nan Qing carefully, cried with joy, and hugged Qing Qing tighter, "Qing Qing, you finally decided to come back."

"Mo Mo..." Qing Qing called weakly and nodded in his arms. Shen Xuanmo felt his faint breath, gently picked him up and left this chaotic and bloody place.

Qingqing tried hard to look at him, their eyes met, and love flowed quietly in the ruins of doomsday.

The end of the world came to an end, and Shen Xuanmo finally got his wish and kept Qingqing by his side forever.