The more she loved this man, the more she hated him when she was tied to a bed in the lab, injected with various drugs, in excruciating pain, with a gag in her mouth and unable to bite her tongue to commit suicide.
Yi Mu still remembers that in that cold, pale place, there was no concept of time.
Doctors in protective suits moved around the specially made beds without saying a word, treating the patients on the beds like lab rats.
If it weren't for the riot in the laboratory, Yi Mu wouldn't have been able to get out, let alone see Xiang Qing again.
Pan Wu knew that the two of them must have a lot to talk about, so he left first.
Seeing that things were not going well, Xiao Jie also turned and left.
Now only Yi Mu and Xiang Qing are left standing in place.
Yi Mu stood still, looking at Xiang Qing without saying a word.
He changed much more than Xiang Qing; after all, he came out of that place without going crazy, which shows his mental strength.
Xiang Qing once told Yi Mu, "I will protect you." He also said, "After you get out, you must study hard and wait for me to come find you." He added, "I've decided on you for life, so you're not allowed to complain that I'm old."
Yi Mu never looked down on Xiang Qing for being an old man, but when he was taken to that hellish place, Xiang Qing didn't show up.
He escaped from the lab, but Xiang Qing didn't come looking for him.
Yi Mu began to wonder if he had loved the wrong person in the first place.
The person Xiang Qing had been longing for for three years was now standing right in front of him, but he didn't have the courage to go forward.
The little one must hate him to death, he knows that.
He bent down, picked up the cigarette that had fallen to the ground, lit it, and stood there smiling at Yi Mu, asking in a silly manner, "I left without saying goodbye three years ago, I never thought we would meet again here."
Yi Mu knew he was faking his madness, and he didn't know how to face Xiang Qing for the time being.
She resented him for breaking his promise; she resented him for not coming to her rescue.
But upon closer reflection, his stance is quite ridiculous.
He wasn't anyone important to Xiang Qing; at most, the two of them had just hung out together for a few years.
Those sweet words might have just been casual remarks, but he took them seriously.
Sometimes growing up is such a cruel thing; seventeen-year-old Yi Mu can trust and rely on Xiang Qing without any guile.
Twenty-five-year-old Yi Mu, when facing Xiang Qing, only felt sharp suspicion, defensiveness, and disbelief.
As he grew older and his cunning deepened, Yi Mu was no longer the innocent child he once was.
Yi Mu sighed, looking quite emotional.
"Yes, it's been a long time. I never expected to see you again under such circumstances. It's a miracle that neither of us turned into zombies."
Xiang Qing's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly. He anticipated the worst outcome: when they met again, Yi Mu would act as if he didn't care.
He would rather Yimu go up and beat him up, or grab him by the neck and question him about why he didn't go to find him or save him back then.
Without asking any questions, Yi Mu picked up his backpack and headed into the West Prison area after finishing his sentence.
On this trip, all I found were some cookies and puffed snacks that had long since expired; there wasn't even a drop of water.
In retrospect, it was a good thing that Yi Mu and his group accidentally barged in.
They agreed to leave behind a bag of rice and some water before they left, enough to last them until the next supply resupply point.
Li Fuzi was worried that eating these expired foods would upset her stomach, so she didn't want to touch them at all.
One of the male prison guards in the team glanced at the person across the way with a displeased expression. The person across the way was cooking instant noodles with ham and bok choy.
These things, which were ordinary or even shabby before the apocalypse, became incredibly precious afterward.
There are thirty people across from us, and everyone gets to eat.
On the other hand, there were eight of them, and they could only eat some expired, tattered bread. It was truly pitiful.
The male prison guard's eyes fell on Yi Mu, who was surrounded by the crowd, and he curled his lip in disdain.
"That Yi Mu, he received so many favors from our boss in the past, but now he doesn't even come to express his gratitude."
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