Withered vine of the end of the world rebirth

Miao Xiang's ankle was only slightly twisted, and it was not a serious condition.But there will still be a piercing pain when walking.

Miao Xiang grinned while cautiously probing with her toes.

Fortunately, Chu Mo carefully supported her along the way.

The shop under the hospital is not actually inside the hospital, it needs to go around the gate to find the row of entrances.

The distance is actually not too far, after all, this is a shop street built for the convenience of patients and their families.

The shop here is not really underground, but a bluestone vault is built above the shop, and when walking inside, there is a vague feeling of not seeing the sun.

While bouncing forward beside Chu Mo, Miao Xiang secretly looked at him from the corner of her eye.

The man with a soft expression has a pair of beautiful eyes. The light here is not good, but it makes this man quiet and gentle like a painting.The corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and the color of his eyes is a very warm black color. His eyelashes are long but straight, and there is always a sense of coldness for no reason between his gazes.

There is an illusion of deep love and deep love.

It is said that everyone who is born with peach blossoms is inevitably fickle;

However, in physiognomy, it is said that the slight twitching of the corners of the eyes is a sign of deep affection.

Then... I don't know who can get this person's rare love?

Miao Xiang sighed softly when she thought of the woman Chu Mo had mentioned at that time.

How far does a man have to like someone to willingly grow long hair just because that person likes him?

And what kind of emotion should it be to make this gentle but indifferent man's eyes full of tenderness when he thinks about it?

If it's not the deepest love, how can there be no resentment?

Forget it, people like this... are too dazzling and not suitable for me.

Me, I just need to find someone who can accompany me in simple food and drink.

Miao Xiang raised her head and glanced at Chu Mo's almost transparent side face in the ray of sunlight, then lowered her head and lightly stroked a string of black bracelets on her wrist.

——That was taken off from Fang Xiao's hand when she left the hospital.

She couldn't take her body away, she had to keep one or two thoughts.

It's not a disappointment to you and me for more than [-] years.

Miao Xiang looked down at the bracelet on her wrist and smiled softly.

You see, I'm still like this, I don't have any big ambitions... I think if you were here, you would despise me again, right?

My original ambition was so ordinary, and the one with great ambition has always been you.

You said that you will let me live a good life in the future.

Now that you are gone, I can only continue to be ordinary.

Miao Xiang suddenly smiled.She stretched in the afterglow of the ground, as if she had finally abandoned the haze all over her body.

"Okay?" A voice with a smile suddenly came from beside him.

Miao Xiang looked up, but saw that Chu Mo was looking ahead, without turning back: "Did you dare to be in a daze at a time like this, do you really rely on someone to protect you?"

There are not many zombies around here, but they are not in the relaxing range at all.

Miao Xiang glanced at the zombie whose forehead had been smashed not far away, and stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

She turned around to avoid the arms stretched out by the zombies around her—Miao Xiang realized that the sprain of her foot was really not serious at this moment—and looked up at Chu Mo.

The slender man was casually kicking a certain zombie beside him aside.He raised his eyes and glanced back at her, and threw the scalpel in his hand to her - it was impossible for Miao Xiang, who was so stimulated in the hospital at that time, to remember to bring the scalpel: "Do it yourself."

Miao Xiang took the scalpel and adjusted it slightly in her hand to find the familiar feeling.The sassy woman looked down at the sharp blade in her hand, and suddenly turned around and grabbed a zombie that was reaching out to her.

She pressed it firmly against the wall beside it, and stabbed the blade fiercely|into its brow.

——The way Chu Mo taught her back then was really good, simple and rude.

Not far away, Huang Mao and others who were beating the zombies with iron rods looked at Miao Xiang in a daze, until they were reprimanded by Luo Xiangwen before they reacted and smashed at the zombies around them.

——Not so long ago, the woman who seemed weak and needed protection suddenly showed such strength, which surprised these men who boasted of strength.

Is it possible for a normal person to directly insert a knife into the head of a zombie? !

That's a skull!How hard it must be!

Luo Xiangwen glanced at Miao Xiang in a daze, apparently he did not expect this little nurse who looked so weak to have such amazing strength.

Miao Xiang wanted to pull the scalpel off the zombie's brow, but when she turned around, she happened to see Luo Xiangwen's dull expression.

She twirled the scalpel in her fingertips, skillfully, the sharp scalpel brought a silvery light in the slightly dark environment.Miao Xiang raised her eyebrows, smiled at Luo Xiangwen, and turned to deal with the remaining zombies.

Chu Mo, who was pushing the zombie against the wall on the other side, smiled.He raised his eyes and glanced at the zombie who was firmly pressed against the wall by himself. He seemed to be in his prime and very powerful.At this moment, he was looking at Chu Mo with those red eyes, without any resistance.Chu Mo looked at him for a while, sighed with a sense of pity, and inserted the blade in his hand fiercely into the center of his brow.

After a while, when my zombie ability reaches the fourth level... I can control you.

At that time, I will definitely notify you to leave, so that you will not die in vain.

There are quite a few shops here, but most of them have their doors closed.Chu Mo frowned and looked, then stopped in front of a grocery store.

Seeing Chu Mo standing still suddenly, Luo Xiangwen and others were a little surprised.They exchanged glances with each other, only to find that each other looked dazed.

"This room? It's closed..." Miao Xiang glanced at Chu Mo suspiciously, then looked at the closed door seriously, and suddenly seemed to have realized, "Hey, it seems... ..."

Before the words were finished, the door that seemed to have no gap opened suddenly, and a fluffy head came out from inside.The young man with slender eyebrows looked up at them, and opened the door a little wider: "Come in, there are no zombies here."

It was only then that Luo Xiangwen came to his senses - just now Chu Mo saw that the door was locked and knew there was someone inside, so he waited outside for the person inside to open the door.

Luo Xiangwen narrowed his eyes slightly.He looked at the man in front of him who bent over and entered the shop, and followed without saying a word.

After everyone entered the shop, the man quickly closed the door.

Chu Mo stood in the middle of the store and looked around.

This is a grocery store similar to a small supermarket, with all kinds of things.From drinking water to rice, it has what it should have, and it seems to have what it shouldn't.

Yao Jianbai, with a cropped head, turned out a stack of yellow paper from a pile of tissues in surprise, and looked back at the man with slender eyebrows and eyes in disbelief.

"Hey...sometimes patients in the hospital would ask to buy these, so I bought some." Chao Hao scratched his head, squinted his originally extremely slender eyes and smiled, "It's all work. Need it."

Chu Mo stood on the other side of the shop, squinting at a set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones placed on the shelf.After a while, I reached out and touched it.

"Do you like this?" Miao Xiang who was following behind asked suddenly.

"Hmm... a little." Chu Mo rubbed the inkstone slightly, with a sense of reminiscence, "In my memory... I seem to have one at home when I was young."

The man with black hair and sword eyebrows looked at the set of equipment covered with dust, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he was looking at a certain memory from the past through them.

The author has something to say: Today's →→ seems to be a little bit late... ORT originally agreed that there will be another update to see if tomorrow can be in time ORT