Withered vine of the end of the world rebirth

Sometimes, the most ironic thing about feelings is that you can't always meet the person you want to wait for at the right time.

Cangyang Gyatso said, "But we know each other once we meet, and it is better to meet each other than when we don't see each other. Ande will say goodbye to the king, so as not to teach life and death to be lovesick." Since ancient times, the reason why people praise this kind of thing is often because Because that wasn't a happy ending.

That's why we regret, miss, forget what we see, think about it like crazy, feel the pain, and pour the originally superficial feelings into deep love paranoia.

Accumulated water forms a sea, and accumulated sand forms a tower. In this world, the most desperate way to accumulate feelings is to rely on memories.

Yang Zhengming thought, if I do it again, I will hold my mother back then to prevent her from taking the package of dispensable compressed biscuits... In this way, I will not meet her again, and I will not be here at this moment. sad.

"Where's Yang Xiaoer?! Where's Xiaoer?!" Standing in front of Chu Mo, Yang Xiaoer asked excitedly.He looked at the man who looked up at him and then lowered his head to look at the ground with a stiff expression, and felt that his eyes turned white.

Are you ashamed? ...why be ashamed?

"Xiao'er...she's dead, right?!" Yang Zhengming said suddenly, he looked at Chu Mo, his voice suddenly became cold, "Or became...a zombie?"

"... Zombie." Chu Mo opened his mouth, his voice was extremely dry, "I'm sorry..."

"Zombie...? That's dead, right?" Yang Zhengming suddenly felt a little dizzy. He supported the wall beside him with his hands, trying to ease the dizzy pain, but the increasingly intense suffocation only made him feel dizzy. The darkness before his eyes grew thicker.

There was nothing there, but he suddenly saw the smile in the girl's eyes looking back at him.

It was only the first time he met her, and they didn't speak more than five sentences in total, and most of them... turned out to be her swearing angrily with her waist stuck there.

But he thought that the most sincere thing in what she said must be the sentence "There is a basement next to it, there are still a lot of things there, you go get some and go quickly, it's getting dark."

Her voice is a childish baby voice that doesn't match her appearance, and when she speaks that kind of shy voice, she even has a bit of a nasal voice mixed in, which sounds very moving.

No matter how aggressive she is sometimes, since her parents named her "Xiao'er"... this girl must also be very laughable, right?

...but he died like that?

Yang Zhengming felt a pain in his heart, but when he saw Chu Mo, a trace of inexplicable anger suddenly surged up.

He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the collar of Chu Mo's shirt. The man who looked extremely thin suddenly pulled Chu Mo up: "How could she die?! How could you let her die?!"

At that time in the supermarket, he clearly heard him say "I will protect you" to the two girls, but now, Chu Mo's girlfriend is still sitting here, unharmed... and he Xiao'er, is he dead? !

He knew it was venting his anger, and he knew it couldn't be blamed on Chu Mo—he left alone to save Xiao'er, was trapped among the zombies for a whole night, and when he came back, he was covered in wounds, weak and vulnerable.

What he knew...he just needed an outlet to vent the increasingly painful suffocation in his heart.

Chu Mo didn't struggle, he just looked at the ground and said "I'm sorry" softly.

"Let go." Mu Hanyuan suddenly opened Yang Zhengming's hand holding Chu Mo, frowning, "He still has injuries, don't touch him, it will hurt."

Chu Mo glanced at Mu Hanyuan, smiled, then looked back at Yang Zhengming who was standing aside, and sighed softly: "I'm sorry...I didn't protect her well."

Yang Zhengming shook his head.

"Zhengming?...Are you okay? Don't scare mom." Yang Zhengming's mother also looked at him worriedly.

Knowing the child is like the mother, she knows that her son's state must be very wrong now.

Yang Zhengming stared blankly at the ground for a while, then raised his head, looked at his mother and sighed, with a forced smile: "Mom... I'm fine, don't worry."

He paused, but turned to leave.After a few steps, he stopped suddenly, without turning his head, he just said, "Chu Mo..."

"Huh?" Chu Mo raised his head and looked at the figure from behind.

"Thank you...Thank you for going out to save her at that time. I think she must be very happy that you can save her." Yang Zhengming sighed, and said softly, "And... I'm sorry."

He thought he must be very sad now, but...he didn't have enough emotion to support that kind of sadness.

The time he had known her was too short, so short that he hadn't had time to have too deep feelings for her.

He wanted to be sad, cry, and scold, but found that he simply didn't have enough feelings and a proper identity to do so.

There is only a void left, and there is a regret that it was lost before it had time.

He thought that if he was given a little longer time to get along with her, even if it was only for one day, he would definitely fall in love with her.

After all, she is so good.

But now, he could only do this, with a little confusion...to remember her.

Maybe I will never forget you in my life... But I think, that's all we have.

Maybe this is the legendary "death before leaving school"?

Yang Zhengming twitched the corners of his mouth as if he wanted to laugh, but he only moved his stiff facial expression.

Chu Mo didn't answer either, but just looked up at the figure that was gradually walking away.

He looked sideways at Mu Hanyuan who had been looking at him, and suddenly smiled: "I'm not in pain anymore...don't worry."