After the apocalypse, the flower of Kaolin who saved her secret love

Before the time of the ward rounds every night, several people followed back, and Song Yuying fell behind to talk to Song Baobao.

Contrary to what Song Baobao thought, the other party didn't blame him, nor was he angry.

Song Yuying just talked to him very normally: "I've been outside all the time recently, but I rarely see you, and I haven't talked to you in time."

The others knew that they had something to say, so they all walked a little faster tacitly, leaving some space for them.

Baby Song's attention was half attracted by the door hidden behind the curtains in the room. After opening the door and going out, there was a path hidden in layers of trees, but it could be seen that it had been specially repaired, and the stone slabs were pressed flat.

While observing, he answered Song Yuying's words: "...I probably didn't want to talk too much before."

He added honestly: "I don't really think about it now."

Song Yuying laughed: "You were very straightforward before, especially to Xie Zhe. Why can't you tell us when troublesome things happen?"

Seeing Song Baobao staring at the slate, he sighed and continued, "Although we have only known each other for less than a month, we still have some feelings for sharing weal and woe in the last days..."

Speaking of this, he paused and added: "You should feel the same way..."

Baby Song looked up, but still didn't look at him, but looked at the sky where the moon was covered by thick clouds: "I think everyone is fine."

His voice was very soft, Song Yuying heard it, and just teased him: "I didn't hear what you said clearly."

But Baby Song refused to say anything, the tip of her tongue pressed against the soft flesh of her cheeks, puffing her cheeks.

"I'm not teasing you. I've always regarded you as my younger brother. If my younger brother has something to do, the older brother will definitely help." Song Yuying said, and Baby Song nodded, not sure if he really listened.

"If you feel that this relationship is not safe enough, not enough for you to seek help calmly without worrying about being rejected..." Song Yuying uttered a sentence in a shocking way, which shocked Baby Song to stay where he was for three seconds.

Song Baobao looked at him in horror, remained speechless for a long while, and finally came to his senses, took two steps back and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, no... no... I, I think it's better for me to treat you as a big brother... And, and I Like Xie Zhe, you know, it's impossible for the two of us... No, no, we are not suitable, brother, you are very good."

Not far away, Xie Zhe heard his name and turned to look at them.

Seeing his reaction, Song Yuying glanced at Xie Zhe again, couldn't help laughing, and finally stopped teasing him, and said solemnly: "Since the eldest brother has shouted, next time you have something to tell me honestly...not only me, everyone I'm very worried about you."

Song Baobei realized that the other party was just teasing him, and his face was a little red. He rubbed the tips of his hot ears, subconsciously put on his coat and hat, and said sullenly, "Yeah."

"Sorry to bother you."

Seeing Song Yuying looking at him after speaking, he reacted and changed his words a little uncomfortable: "...I'm sorry, I kept these things from you, and I didn't trust you either."

Song Yuying rubbed his head through the hat, rubbing Baby Song's head shaking, and he was a little dizzy, so he heard the other party say: "Don't carry it alone, if you have something to tell everyone, it's better than solving it yourself."

"I also had a younger brother before." He said suddenly.

Song Baobao had heard about this incident, and saw Song Yuying who was smoking silently at night not long after they met.

The other party continued to talk calmly while walking: "He is the child of my neighbor's family. Both his parents died in a car accident and he was not adopted. His relatives treated him badly. My mother couldn't stand it and always called him to come to the house. a son."

"Later I went to join the army. Because of the nature of the mission, I seldom went home, had little contact with each other, and didn't even know that the other party was seriously ill. He and my mother were worried that it would affect me, so they didn't tell me..."

Baby Song knows the story behind it.

The other party didn't even have time to see Song Yuying for the last time.

"I didn't even see him for the last time. Sometimes I wonder if I didn't do well enough to give them confidence." Seeing that Baby Song was about to speak, Song Yuying interrupted him with a smile, "At that time, my temper was really serious. Not good enough, stubborn, irritable and maverick, can't say anything..."

"After all, I have experienced a lot and I have grown older, so I changed my temper."

He gave Song Baobao a threatening look, and added: "If this was the case before, if you acted like this without trusting me and worrying about my name, I would at least beat you up and ask you to write a [-]-word analysis." Self-criticism is mainly to reflect on why you think I am this kind of person, and to reflect on your behavior like a white-eyed wolf."

"I'll do that next time, anyway, you can't beat me with two."

Song Baobao knew that he couldn't do it. Hearing what he said, he laughed sincerely: "Yeah."

Song Yuying was just like the class teacher, he picked it up heavily and put it down gently, and finally let the disobedient kid go: "I won't ask about this matter again, I know it's not easy for you to solve this matter by yourself, I also I'm angry at your distrust, but... I think you make such a choice, it probably hurts a little more than us onlookers."

Baby Song was taken aback, and after a while, she lowered her head to cover her red eyes: "Thank you..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Song Yuying change the subject: "Brother, I remembered that I thought you would never be able to catch up with Xie Zhe...now it doesn't seem so."

Song Baobao didn't know why he said this suddenly, before he had time to ask, he patted his head lightly and pushed forward: "Go, see you tomorrow."

Song Yuying didn't live in the same place with them, so he parted ways with him here.

Song Baobao rubbed his head and looked up, and found that Xie Zhe was waiting for him not far ahead, his brows and eyes were extremely cold in the night with a little impatience.

He hurried over, turning his head and waving at Song Yuying as he ran, but almost tripped over the steps beside the flower garden. Xie Zhe grabbed his hat and pulled it up by the collar.

After Song Baobao stood still, for some reason, he suddenly didn't dare to look at him, nervously and subconsciously grabbed the edge of his clothes, lowered his head and whispered, "Thank you."

He felt that he was very strange now. He was completely fine before, and he didn't blush so easily. Why did he feel uncomfortable when he got a little closer now.

Xie Zhe raised his eyebrows at the strands of hair on the top of his hat and his forehead, and said slowly: "Look up, has no one taught you to look into each other's eyes when you say thank you?"

Song Baobao didn't expect him to say that, so he let out a dumbfounded "Hey", subconsciously listened to Xie Zhe's words and raised his head to look at the other party, half of the hat fell off, revealing the messy fluffy hair and a flushed face , the line of sight started to wander just as soon as it touched Xie Zhe, and his cheeks bulged slightly.

Xie Zhe: ...

Xie Zhe guessed that Song Baobao might be embarrassed, but he didn't expect this kind of reaction—is the other party some innocent male high school student?Even he felt that the atmosphere was weird.

He touched a small piece of soft flesh on the other's cheek pushed up by the tip of his tongue, and it felt good: "...what are you doing."

Song Baobei realized what he was doing, stiffly retracted his tongue and straightened it honestly, his tongue started to grow a little bit when he was speaking, and racked his brains to make up a reason: "I... the wound in my mouth hurts."

Xie Zhe didn't know whether to believe it or not, so he casually withdrew his hand and threw the ointment to him: "Touch it even if it hurts. Apply it before going to bed."

"...Oh." The temperature on Baby Song's face finally came down.

He wanted to say thank you again, but when Xie Zhe pinched the back of his neck that was warm because he had hidden it in the hat before, he swallowed the words subconsciously, and the other party let go of his hand and said, "Let's go."

"Xie Zhe..." Song Baobao suddenly stopped in front of the villa, and he asked, "Do you also think that's what Brother Yu Ying said?"

"Is there another possibility that this virus..."

Xie Zhe pressed his fingers on his lips: "This topic, stop here."

"Do you think Song Yuying is dumber than you? You can think of it, but he can't think of it. But you can't think, you can't say...you know what I mean."

Song Baobei blinked, and didn't realize it until Xie Zhe went upstairs and entered the room alone.

Xie Zhe didn't answer him directly, but... from the side, it showed that his thoughts were not random.

Perhaps the zombie virus originally coexisted with multiple modes of transmission, but it has been lurking in the human body, and it will attack early under certain circumstances, such as being bitten by a zombie... and so on.Perhaps all of them may actually mutate suddenly, without exception...

Song Baobei pursed her lips and drove this thought out of her mind.

Thinking again in a daze, Xie Zhe's fingers are so cold.

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