[Tingfeng AU] For a moment

That's not such a pretty picture.

Many of them are not completely non-aggressive, but have slight hesitation towards those close to them, or have a certain desire to protect, while more of them have no such emotions at all, only attacking and eating instinct.

I grabbed one of his hands, and he walked to the stairs and bent down, taking a rough look at the situation below.

The stairs in this two-story building were destroyed, and they could be locked up on the first floor, while a simple ladder was set up from the window on the second floor for easy access.

The few who live here are all children.

The oldest child is 17 years old, the girl who pointed the gun at me before, her name is Fang Yao, besides that there is a 13-year-old girl, and the remaining four are all boys around 15 years old .

He stood up and looked at me. The girl looked at the two of us, pointed at me and asked him, "How did he get better? Can this be cured?"

Am I getting better?Am I already cured?The occasional urge to bite in my mind makes me unsure of this.

He didn't answer either, but just asked, "Why are you children here?"

It was still Fang Yao who answered: "We are children who are in middle school and high school outside. It happened when we were at home on vacation. A few boys were playing ball. Xiaoxue and I went to ask them to go home for dinner, but there was a sudden commotion in the town. ...the parents were scratched...bitten...to protect their children...and we hid. Then everything changed."

The younger brother who followed her saw her sister looking a little sad and couldn't help answering: "We wanted to leave at first, but there were too many people gathered at the entrance of the town...we couldn't get through, so we had to find a place to settle down, the few of us The boy went to various small shops or small supermarkets to get food on sentry duty. He was in the supermarket once and suddenly found that Xiaoguang's mother didn't bite him, and he didn't let others bite him, so he decided to do so."

The children next to them couldn't help asking at the moment: "Are they still saved? It won't be like the one shown on TV...will it be like this forever? They will get better, Yes or no?"

I let go of his hand and walked to the stairs.

He followed me and asked, "What's wrong?"

I shook my head, uttered a few □□, and simple words, and finally remembered a question after looking at the reaction below, so I turned around and asked anxiously: "You...had you, them? Didn't you?"

Fang Yao's younger brother was probably startled by my tone, and stammered a little: "The live chickens and ducks in the town... have been fed, and they won't eat anything else."

He already understood, frowned and said: "Don't feed them for now, raw food...is not good for their recovery."

The children looked around and seemed a little regretful.

But that's not enough.

I don't know if it's my expression or my eyes becoming more flexible or what, before I can figure out what to say, he already looked at me puzzled and asked, "Is there any question?"

I thought about it, nodded, pointed to him, then pointed to the girl.

He waved to the girl, and the three of us descended to the clearing outside the window.

The night was very dense, and there was a wind blowing outside from time to time. He was probably a little cold, with his hands clasped in front of his body, and I walked up to the upper air vent, and then I looked at the girl who was also puzzled and spoke.

"These people below can have a stronger consciousness... to be separated." I thought for a while and added: "Get in touch with people more...."

It's hard to say if this will work, but at least it's worth trying.

But the girl heard another meaning as expected: "Then the other... can't be saved?"

He replied for me: "Not necessarily, he is also slowly changing, and he can only give you some suggestions."

After that, he turned his head again: "We should tell everyone about this, shouldn't we?"

He actually asked me this question?

I had no choice but to nod, the team has gradually gained a certain ability to accept me because of my existence, and I should tell them about this matter.

After I affirmed, he began to try to appease the girl's uneasiness.

For example, tell him about our team, explain our attitude, tell her not to be afraid, and tell her that if she can, she might be able to leave here with us.

The articulateness made me very proud, and soon, the girl nodded in agreement.

He smiled with reassuring strength, glanced over at me, and raised an eyebrow slightly, as if to ask what was wrong with me.

I shook my head, my eyes still fixed on him.

After he finished talking, he walked over and narrowed his eyes: "What are you looking at?"

I still stared at him: "Look at you."

He looked down at himself, as if thinking of something, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he pursed his lips as if smiling.

What are you laughing at?

Before I could ask, he bent his eyes and replied, "William Chen, you will never change your mind."

???

I am confused again.

He was obviously not going to explain, and after taking a look at the things stained on his body, he continued: "I'll go back there by myself, will you take care of these children?"

There's nothing wrong with that, I agree.

He moved my hat, took a pistol from his waist and handed it to me: "Wait for me to come back."

good.I took the pistol and watched him walk out of the small courtyard and gradually disappear into the night.

I was confused for a long time afterwards, did I wait until he came back, or did I simply separate from him again?

Taking advantage of the gap between shots, I broke open the door of the first floor of the building sealed with wooden boards, and when I pushed the 13-year-old girl out with a sprained ankle, I saw the early morning light.

Several other children who were not injured had fled outside, and I saw him running against the light from a distance.

I didn't see his expression clearly, the manic kind behind me made me have no choice but to close the door again from the inside, isolating everything from the door.Next to them, two zombies who were more sane pressed against the gate fiercely, preventing these guys from trying to go out.

I couldn't hear the voices outside, but Alu seemed to raise his voice to remind them that there were more zombies coming out of the town.

I might as well choose to walk out.

But that would probably just cause them to suffer. The movement of this door just now may not be strong enough. It is not realistic enough to lock these manic guys inside, unless I can eliminate some of them.

I fired intermittently, and I heard him outside yelling at me, and he seemed to be covering his mouth in the middle of the next shot, and then there were all kinds of chaotic gunshots.

That time is a blur in my mind.

It seems that there is the sound of burning flames and the smell of black smoke that stimulates the sense of hearing and smell. It seems that there is the sound of a car engine, and more of it is the sound of my own kind howling.

By the time the two or three of us finally got rid of the rest of the locked-up people in the room, and moved the piled corpses with difficulty and opened the door a crack, the sun had already risen.

Except for scattered wanderings of the same kind outside, I didn't see any familiar faces.

That shop was empty of anything useful to them, and there was no traffic around.

I finally relaxed a little, leaned tiredly on the cabinet and slid down.

The other two were not interested in these shelves. Seeing me sit down, they just stood there aimlessly and didn't look around.

The dial on my wrist was a little dirty from the previous incident, I rubbed the other cuff, the sunlight came in from the window, refracted onto the mirror, and formed a bright dot on the roof.

—— "William, don't shake me!" He blocked his eyes to express his dissatisfaction.

——"Hahaha, isn't it pretty?" The other person bent over laughingly, still couldn't help shaking the watch on his wrist to shake each other, like a child who couldn't get enough of it.

——"..." The latter stared and refused to speak.

——"Fengfeng."

--"what?"

——"If possible in the future, can we all wear them?"

——"Are you okay? Fengfeng."

——"...Okay, okay, you are so annoying."

TBC.