Plum blossoms hit three times and hit four times

"Did you hear anything?"

Zhao Buxiu's shoulders trembled slightly, his long hair spread out on his bare back, Zhao Zhifeng hugged him from behind, his tall body completely covered Zhao Buxiu's body.The blanket was wrapped again, Zhao Buxi was picked up by his elder brother, and his head lay on Zhao Zhifeng's shoulder, as if his body was shaking when he was young, he opened his arms and hugged Zhao Zhifeng's neck tightly.

Zhao Zhifeng rubbed his face with the stubble of his beard, grinned, squeezed over and kissed him hard on the cheek.

After entering the room, Zhao Zhifeng kicked the door, put Zhao Buxiu on the soft bed, and then lay down on it.It's been a long time since I slept on the same bed. After the elder brother came up, the younger brother snuggled up to him. Zhao Buxiu seemed to want to embed himself in Zhao Zhifeng's arms. His head kept digging into Zhao Zhifeng's arms. Zhao Zhifeng laughed. Picking him up and kissing him on the forehead, he said, "Why are you so skinny?"

Zhao Buxiu hooked his neck, raised his head and closed his eyes, "Kiss me again."

Zhao Zhifeng's heart felt like the spring breeze, in today's world where corpses are everywhere, it is a rare tenderness.He hugged Zhao Buxiu like he was holding a treasure, a treasure that belonged only to him, and no one could covet it.

On the second day, the dawn shimmered.Zhao Zhifeng slammed his face sideways on the pillow with his eyes closed, his sharp-edged chin with scattered stubble, deep eye sockets and a high nose bridge.Zhao Buxi stared at his brother without blinking, and quietly stretched out his hand, caressing Zhao Zhifeng's facial features.

Since the infection, his body was indeed different from before, becoming more sensitive and stronger. He didn't seem to need to sleep, and he was still in good spirits.Even so, he was still afraid.He didn't like this change, he stared blankly at Zhao Zhifeng all night, he was depressed and depressed, he wanted to tell him, but he didn't dare.

There was a slight sound at the door, Zhao Buxuan smelled the familiar breath, his body paused, and he immediately retracted his hands. He glanced at the sleeping Zhao Zhifeng, stepped back slowly and quickly got up, jumped from the collapsed floor to the ground, and came out without a sound. house door.When he walked to the door, he saw the white-clothed swordsman standing in the cold light. He changed into white clothes, and his whole body was cold, as if he had turned himself into a piece of ice.

He held the sword in his hand, and with the unsheathed sword, he cut through the air and pointed at Zhao Buxiu.Zhao Buxi was startled, and remained motionless. Looking sideways, the sharp silver light suddenly cut off a falling centipede by the waist.Xie Chenjian withdrew his sword, stepped forward and raised his hand to brush off the centipede stump on Zhao Buxiu's shoulder.

Zhao Buxi turned slightly pale, and whispered, "Thank you."

Xie Chenjian seemed to be sizing him up. Looking carefully from outside, Zhao Buxiu felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. Fortunately, Xie Chenjian retracted his gaze, and he stepped forward to gently hold Zhao Buxiu's hand, and walked out go.Zhao Buxiu listened to Xie Chen's sword and said: "I found a forest, and there are many living things in it."

Xie Chenjian leaned over, put his lips against Zhao Buxi's earlobe, and said, "Deer blood is delicious."

His voice seemed to have magical powers. Zhao Buxuan was indeed hungry. Hearing the word deer blood, he felt his stomach was empty, and his heart suddenly became anxious. He grabbed Xie Chenjian's hand and looked up. Him, "Can I go now?"

"You can whenever you want."

Zhao Buxiu frowned. He felt that Xie Chenjian was a little different, but before he could react, Xie Chenjian stepped back a few steps.He is like mountains and rivers on the ice field, without warmth, he has become unattainable. Zhao Buxiu felt that the distance between himself and him seemed to be much farther than before. He felt strange and wondered what happened to Xie Chenjian.

Xie Chenjian and Zhao Buxiu jumped out of the gate, their noise attracted the attention of the dead, but when they walked through the street, the living dead avoided one after another.Zhao Buxi was still not quite able to adapt to the way he was walking casually among the living dead, he held Xie Chenjian's hand tightly, Xie Chenjian paused, and Pingbo Wuhen's face frowned slightly.

Their speed was extremely fast, and the wind whizzed by, Zhao Buxiu ran forward at a very high speed, and gradually he didn't feel frightened, but became happy.Side by side with Xie Chenjian, he shuttled through the corpses, broken limbs and rubble, and then left the deserted town.

The emerald green dense forest leaps into view, the slightly cold air is drawn into the lungs, the treetops are mottled with light, and the whiteness falls on the dead leaves, like another world, a world beyond human beings.

Zhao Buxi couldn't find a reason to resist this body. His body became light, and he jumped a long distance following Xie Chenjian's guidance.They caught a lonely deer in the forest, sniffing the smell of soil and vegetation, like a bloodthirsty beast, the deer's blood filled his mouth, which made him feel sweet.

With a smile on his face, Xie Chenjian walked up to him and raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth.

"I suddenly feel so happy." Zhao Buxi lowered his head, he looked at his hands, and slowly clenched them.Every part of his body seemed to be full of strength, his knuckles turned white, he jumped forward, stepped on the dead leaves and ran towards the creek, he turned his head to Xie Chen and said with a sword: "I have never felt so happy before."

It was as if everything in the world belonged to him, he shed his mortal body, he got rid of his sick body, and he became a brand new Zhao Buxi who was really more than capable of endless life.

In Guanyuan Town, in the dilapidated courtyard, Zhao Zhifeng slowly opened his eyes, he got up from the collapse, turned his head to look at the empty collapse.

There was no expression on his face, Zhao Zhifeng got out of bed and went out of the room, Lin Qiyu just got up, came to ask him, Zhao Zhifeng remained silent with a sullen face.He was wearing the clothes he wore when he was sleeping, the skirts were still loose, and he casually drew Lin Qiyu's saber, the blade scraped the ground, leaving a faint trace.He walked forward and stood in front of the swordsman's door, kicked it open, but saw that it was empty inside.

At this moment, Lin Qiyu yelled, Zhao Zhifeng turned his head to look, and saw Zhao Buxi and the swordsman from Wuta Villa coming together, both of them were dressed in white, and the hem of their long clothes seemed to be dirty.

Zhao Zhifeng threw the sword back to Lin Qiyu, walked over step by step, and he stood in front of Zhao Buxi.Zhao Buxi raised his head, his face was full of smiles, he grabbed Zhao Zhifeng, his eyes seemed to be bright, he said: "Brother, Xie Chenjian took me around in the forest outside, I still I picked flowers and gave them to you."

Zhao Buxiu stretched out his hand and handed out a bouquet of flowers. Several wild flowers of different colors clustered together and touched the tip of Zhao Zhifeng's nose. He could smell the faint fragrance, and then he heard Zhao Buxiu say: "I searched for a long time before I found it." Yes, do you like it?"

Zhao Zhifeng pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up. He took the bouquet of flowers, lowered his head and sniffed lightly, he said, "I like it." Then he raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes passed through the gaps in the bouquet, and his eyes looked at Xie Chenjian like a knife. .

The swordsman stood behind Zhao Buxi, neither dodging nor dodging, his gaze was like the tip of a knife, colliding and splitting, Zhao Zhifeng squeezed the wild flower in his hand tightly.