Chapter 62
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Before Zhao he faintly felt that Qi Yan and Song Fei were strange. That kind of strange, there is no concrete example to prove, is a kind of feeling, pure man's simple feeling.
Now, it's more intense.
The people upstairs were very considerate. Seeing that he couldn't figure it out for a long time, he volunteered: "Hey, don't bother, I'll tell you directly..."
"No!" Zhao he instinctively refused and asked himself, he really didn't want to understand so carefully.
But after such a toss, he felt that his body had recovered some heat. Moved and inspired by Qi Yan, they just warmed up their hearts. As a result, after a few rounds of "cordial conversation" with Song Fei, their blood flowed back.
Sure enough, the positive energy is brave for a while, and the negative energy is infinite.
"Zhao he!" He Zhiwen, who has been listening quietly, always feels that if he doesn't speak again, his classmates will let class 1 Shuangsha bully him to death. Moreover, he did not agree with Zhao he's practice of sleeping in apple trees, which was a joke about his life.
The call of his old friend warmed Zhao he's heart and filled his eyes with tears: "Xiao He -"
"they are really powerful, far beyond our imagination. I believe them, and you believe me once. Don't make any noise. Let's lead the zombie to the canteen. Hurry back to the canteen
“……” After a long battle between heaven and man, Zhao he clenched his teeth: "success!"
Song Fei honestly asked him why he didn't believe the train. Although he didn't know what kind of battle these three men had in the Gewu building, and what kind of strength Song Fei and Qi Yan showed, he Zhiwen's words such as "very powerful" and "far beyond imagination" were so sincere and firm.
Cold wind blowing, cold has been wooden face only feel like something gently touched.
Zhao he adjusts his breath, calms down, and makes his sense of being thin and become a strong apple branch.
There is no need for more communication. In the sudden silence, he Zhiwen has already understood. He may not be able to fight as Song Qi and Zhao he, but he also has a sincere devotion to his comrades in arms -
"Hello! We're here! Look here! "
He Zhiwen's voice was very loud, and he could tell that he was in an open-minded manner.
However, until his ending disappeared in the distant sky, there was no movement on this side of the apple tree.
Zhao he felt that even if a zombie ran past, he would be considered a comrade in arms. But, really not. Even the ferocious face that used to excite Zhao he was dim. His eyes were gradually empty and his expression tended to be at a loss. Sixty nine heads made up a large group picture -- [indifference. JPG].
Zhao he sighs. He also stresses talent in luring enemies. He wants to tell he Zhiwen that if he can't, don't force him.
But now he's trying to make the zombies think of him as a branch, so it's hard for him to speak.
Fortunately, Mr. He upstairs carried forward the spirit of his predecessors in doing experiments. This material is not good, so I'll try another one. Soon, the slightly restrained and shy singing replaced the roar -
"can you give me a song time ~ ~ tightly turn that hug into forever ~ ~ in my arms, you don't have to be afraid of insomnia ~ ~ if you want to forget me, I can also lose my memory ~ ~"
there is a rustle under the tree.
Obviously, songs are more attractive than shouts. I don't know whether zombie instinct is so, or whether the prey has cultivated musical sentiment.
Finally, a zombie began to turn around and walk to the bottom of the three people's window.
One has two, two has three.
However, the speed of leaving is far from enough!
The zombies are not sure whether it is the prey or the floating clouds. They walk around with a casual mind. Even more importantly, they choose to stay after hesitation. Zhao he wants to cry for this kind of firm love. What's more, if we keep this kind of efficiency, we may not be able to go clean at dawn
"Can you give me a song time ~ ~"
"sorry, I can't. another song, Zhao he will fall like an apple, and the one standing under the tree is not Newton."
Song Fei has no choice but to interrupt. He asks, and he goes up.
This is a very difficult decision, as if he can sing two songs, but in an emergency, he can't continue to be modest -
"I have no money ~ ~ I don't want face ~ ~ I just want her gentleness to give me a little ~ ~ I don't have money ~ ~ I don't want face ~ ~ I just want her love to give me a little ~ ~"
as soon as Song Fei's dynamic rhythm starts, the tumult under the apple tree suddenly starts However, when the two lines were finished, the zombies scattered and ran to Gewu building in their favorite way. In short, in less than ten seconds, the apple tree is empty.
If it's not too far away, Zhao he will give Song Fei a thumbs up, two!
Zhao he immediately mobilized his muscles to climb down the tree. Can try several times, suddenly found that the body did not listen to the call. It was as if his brain and body were separated into different spaces. The former lost the command of the latter. He clearly wanted to move his arms and legs, but the arms and legs were still.Surprised, Zhao he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
He tried again, but he still couldn't. his body seemed to be stiff to wood, his blood was blocked and his nerves were necrotic. There was only one head left all over his body, and he could think and rotate a little.
"Zhao he, what are you waiting for?"
in the interval of singing happily, song geshen did not forget to pay attention to him.
But this kind of attention makes Zhao he more embarrassed. He doesn't want to move, he really can't move, just like his face that has been frozen numb can't feel the cold of the night wind, his body has been frozen numb!
Zhao he was afraid. Although he tried his best to suppress it, the sense of terror out of control and hopelessness was so fierce that he was covered up in the sky.
"Zhao he," he asked anxiously, "run quickly -"
Zhao he wanted to respond, but his voice was choked and he couldn't make a sound. Besides, what can he respond to? Can he say that he can't move? When his comrades in arms try so hard to help him lure the enemy, how can he
"I see. Are you reluctant to give up?" Song Fei's voice came suddenly, full of determination.
Zhao Hemeng was forced.
He Zhi asked more quickly than he did: "what do you want to give up?"
"I can't bear those zombies under the tree. After all, I've been together for so long. It's not surprising that they fall in love." Song Fei a pair of "I understand", "brother is an old driver" considerate tone, but then a turn, "Zhao he! Wake up! If Song Fei is a member of the zombie army, Zhao he thinks, will his comrades bite him or beat him first and then bite him? It's really a very happy question to look forward to.
He Zhi asked: "ah, he moved and went down the tree!"
Song Fei: "what I said was that I attached too much importance to feelings."
Zhao he
If you don't see the goods being eaten, he will die in peace! Suddenly, his frozen body came to him. What's the sense? He was extremely ill. At the thought that the goods were still rustling, he could sit up in his deathbed and look forward to it for another ten years!
At the moment when his feet fell to the ground, Zhao he looked back at the three figures upstairs with nostalgia, especially the one who waved his hand most happily. He looked at them more and wished he could engrave the silhouette in his heart. Finally, he turned around and hid in the vast night!
Qi Yan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, saw Zhao he's shadow until he couldn't see it again. Then he turned around and sat down against the wall. He was stunned for two seconds, and then he slowly breathed a breath.
Rao is so, the flashlight is not strong halo, his expression is still calm, calm some abnormal.
"Are you ok?" Asked Song Fei anxiously.
Qi Yan shakes his head and closes his eyes wearily, but he still holds the gun tightly.
Song Fei is suddenly afraid. In fact, he doesn't know what he is afraid of, but his intuition tells him that Qi Yan can't go on like this. In a hurry, he simply reached for the gun.
Qi Yan suddenly opened his eyes and stretched his leg!
Qi Yan is sitting, and so is Song Fei. In fact, he is in a face-to-face position. Qi Yan directly kicks Song Fei in the stomach!
Song Fei didn't expect that his stress reaction was so strong. He was really kicked and almost cried out in pain. The hand also can't care to snatch gun, directly embrace Qi Yan's leg, for fear that he comes again second foot.
Qi Yan sees his face in front of him when he kicks Song Fei's stomach. He shakes in his heart and subconsciously wants to close his leg. However, the kicker tried his best not to let him move again.
Qi Yan simply did not care about his legs. His chagrin and heartache made him say how to listen and how to rush: "good end, what gun do you grab!"
Song Fei really felt that he was more resentful than Dou E: "you have been half dead, I don't want you to be spirited!"
Qi Yan black line: "you run back and forth for five hours to try, the spirit is not as good as me."
"I don't mean the spirit, the spirit, but the mind. You are in a wrong state of mind now!" Song Fei is dying of anxiety, but the more anxious he is, the less chaotic he is. He tries to make his words sound persuasive. "Qi Yan, we are safe now. You don't have to stretch that string any more. You have to let yourself relax completely. Do you understand what I mean?"
Qi Yan was stunned. He didn't speak or do anything else. He just looked at him quietly.
If he didn't hold his leg, he didn't even mind sticking it in front of him to show him: "I'm safe. I've come out of the elevator with he Zhiwen. The radio is just a few floors above. If we are lucky, maybe we can do it all at once. It's like rushing to supermarkets, libraries and canteens. "
When was the last time he was so gentle with Qi Yan? Song Fei doesn't remember. But if Qi Yan doesn't mind, he wants to be so gentle.
"All you have to do now is not think about anything, completely relax and have a good sleep."
Qi Yan blinked, his lips finally moved slightly.
Song Fei's eyes lit up, and then he heard Qi Yan's voice: "what you have to do now is loosen my thighs."
“……” God, it's really hard to be gentle with this product!!!Bang to throw away ex big long legs, Song Fei buttocks rub to retreat two meters, firmly open the distance.
Qi Yan takes back his legs that are still embracing the temperature, and looks at Song Fei in his spare time. In his eyes that have been too calm and calm, a faint smile finally appears, with Qi Yan's unique scorn.
Song feibai looked at him, but his heart was slowly put down. Normal Qi Yan came back, although annoying, but better than familiar, annoying and steadfast.
"Is your stomach OK?" Qi Yan was still not at ease, so he asked directly.
Song Fei then reflected that he was still injured. He rubbed two hands angrily and said, "I'll kick you to try, and you'll know."
Qi Yan suddenly opened his arms and made a gesture of welcome.
Song feiji: "you've spared your life to save me, not to mention one foot, even ten feet, I have to suffer."
Qi Yan was silent again, but this time he kept a close eye on Song Fei, with many emotions in his eyes, hot and strong.
Song Fei was staring at some embarrassed, somehow, he thought of the wet hands, as if now, the palm is not dry.
He Zhiwen has pretended that he doesn't exist and watched secretly for a long time. To be exact, since Song Fei and Qi Yan signed each other, no, since Song Fei said that Qi Yan would definitely get the radio, he watched the two friends silently with admiration. Then when Qi Yan gave up his life to save him, Song Fei said with pride that Qi Yan could conquer the whole world, but he could conquer Qi Yan. Just now, Song Fei was worried about Qi Yan's psychological state, and Qi Yanming regretted kicking Song Fei. As a result, they were still choking. Isn't this the best bad friend who loves and kills each other!
How he would like to have such a brother, close the door to each other, open the door to fight side by side!
"What time is it?" Qi Yan dropped his eyes and gave up.
In fact, Song Fei didn't think it was necessary for him to say anything like this.
The shaking in the other side's eyes makes Song Fei tremble, vaguely has some bad premonition, but he still cooperates with Qi Yan's question to touch the mobile phone.
Fingerprint identification, lock screen open, can appear on the bright screen is not the mobile phone desktop, but a group photo.
Waiting to see the time, Song Fei was stunned. Fuck, when I was looking at the photos in the elevator just now, I heard Qi Yan beat the rhythm, and then I forgot everything. I didn't operate the mobile phone at all!
A spirit, Song Fei back to God, hurriedly back to the main page, cursory look at the time, also dare not look up, pretending to calm way: "1:02."
"Oh." Qi Yan's response sounds ordinary.
Song Fei's heart put down half, and then quietly looked up under the encouragement of the other half, peeping at Qi Yan.
It turned out to be a handsome face with a smile.
It's time to help.
Song feisheng closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, opened his mouth again, and said frankly, "I really had no bottom when I was in the elevator. I just thought, can you come to save me, if not..."
"Are you going to fly for the last time in your life in front of my picture?"
“…… I'll remember you when I'm ready to die, and I'll never let you go as a ghost! "
Qi Yan was amused by the appearance of Song Fei's explanation, but he became more and more curious: "what if it comes?"
Song Fei shrugged his shoulders, then looked into Qi Yan's eyes and said, "then I'll get back together."
Qi Yan froze and looked at him in disbelief. He had nothing to say for a long time.
He Zhiwen also froze, looking at them incredulously, completely forgetting that there is still the art of speaking in the world.
Song Fei doesn't care about He Zhi's question. Now he has only one man in his heart and eyes. As a result, this man has put him in a great embarrassment: "Hey, you ask me to get back together first. According to the reason, I just nod my head now. I'm afraid you're too passive. I'm kind enough to repair a step for you. What do you mean by your silence
Qi Yan still didn't speak, but suddenly raised his hand and slapped him hard!
Song Fei was so scared that he quickly grasped Qi Yan's hand for fear that he would continue to be manic. What he said would be heartfelt: "if you don't agree, you don't agree. Don't hurt yourself! Can't I leave you alone? "
Who can tell him why the daily affairs of a gay man seeking to compound will develop in the direction of magic realism!
The hand that is held by Song Fei suddenly turns around and actively clasps his fingers.
"It's not a dream."
Qi Yan finally opens his mouth, with a trance that is still not very steady.
Song Fei black line speechless collapse, three in one, the last is a lot of heartache, directly said: "he asked, you come here."
He couldn't understand how he saw the dog abusing world hand in hand. When he was yelled, his brain crashed and he leaned over: "hmm?"
Song Fei did not hesitate to pinch his round face, fleshy, very hard.
He Zhiwen cried out in a voice: "pain --"
Song Fei released his comrades in arms, sucked his nose, and showed his teeth to Qi Yan: "you see, it's not."Qi Yan's line of sight is finally no longer erratic, gradually settled. It's this face. When you love, it can make you love to death. When you are sad, it can make you sad: "how can I stand up for you..."
people make complaints about love. He listens to Tucao together. Song Fei turns his eyes and drives him to kiss him before he opens up.
Qi Yan has never been a passive character. He tries to hold the back of Song Fei's head and kisses him more deeply.
He Zhiwen retreated silently, got up and went to another window, covered half of his face and gazed at the moon.
Song Fei said no, Qi Yan believed it, but he didn't believe it. It must be a dream.
In the dream, the virus broke out, students became zombies, brothers became friends.
Base friend kisses very devoted, and even kiss with touch, has reached the point of anti pornography, but he did not dare to interrupt. The subsequent survival depends on the fighting capacity of those two. He can only endure silently and wait cleverly.
In this dream world, it's cruel to fight straight men who have no power to bind a chicken.
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Before Zhao he faintly felt that Qi Yan and Song Fei were strange. That kind of strange, there is no concrete example to prove, is a kind of feeling, pure man's simple feeling.
Now, it's more intense.
The people upstairs were very considerate. Seeing that he couldn't figure it out for a long time, he volunteered: "Hey, don't bother, I'll tell you directly..."
"No!" Zhao he instinctively refused and asked himself, he really didn't want to understand so carefully.
But after such a toss, he felt that his body had recovered some heat. Moved and inspired by Qi Yan, they just warmed up their hearts. As a result, after a few rounds of "cordial conversation" with Song Fei, their blood flowed back.
Sure enough, the positive energy is brave for a while, and the negative energy is infinite.
"Zhao he!" He Zhiwen, who has been listening quietly, always feels that if he doesn't speak again, his classmates will let class 1 Shuangsha bully him to death. Moreover, he did not agree with Zhao he's practice of sleeping in apple trees, which was a joke about his life.
The call of his old friend warmed Zhao he's heart and filled his eyes with tears: "Xiao He -"
"they are really powerful, far beyond our imagination. I believe them, and you believe me once. Don't make any noise. Let's lead the zombie to the canteen. Hurry back to the canteen
“……” After a long battle between heaven and man, Zhao he clenched his teeth: "success!"
Song Fei honestly asked him why he didn't believe the train. Although he didn't know what kind of battle these three men had in the Gewu building, and what kind of strength Song Fei and Qi Yan showed, he Zhiwen's words such as "very powerful" and "far beyond imagination" were so sincere and firm.
Cold wind blowing, cold has been wooden face only feel like something gently touched.
Zhao he adjusts his breath, calms down, and makes his sense of being thin and become a strong apple branch.
There is no need for more communication. In the sudden silence, he Zhiwen has already understood. He may not be able to fight as Song Qi and Zhao he, but he also has a sincere devotion to his comrades in arms -
"Hello! We're here! Look here! "
He Zhiwen's voice was very loud, and he could tell that he was in an open-minded manner.
However, until his ending disappeared in the distant sky, there was no movement on this side of the apple tree.
Zhao he felt that even if a zombie ran past, he would be considered a comrade in arms. But, really not. Even the ferocious face that used to excite Zhao he was dim. His eyes were gradually empty and his expression tended to be at a loss. Sixty nine heads made up a large group picture -- [indifference. JPG].
Zhao he sighs. He also stresses talent in luring enemies. He wants to tell he Zhiwen that if he can't, don't force him.
But now he's trying to make the zombies think of him as a branch, so it's hard for him to speak.
Fortunately, Mr. He upstairs carried forward the spirit of his predecessors in doing experiments. This material is not good, so I'll try another one. Soon, the slightly restrained and shy singing replaced the roar -
"can you give me a song time ~ ~ tightly turn that hug into forever ~ ~ in my arms, you don't have to be afraid of insomnia ~ ~ if you want to forget me, I can also lose my memory ~ ~"
there is a rustle under the tree.
Obviously, songs are more attractive than shouts. I don't know whether zombie instinct is so, or whether the prey has cultivated musical sentiment.
Finally, a zombie began to turn around and walk to the bottom of the three people's window.
One has two, two has three.
However, the speed of leaving is far from enough!
The zombies are not sure whether it is the prey or the floating clouds. They walk around with a casual mind. Even more importantly, they choose to stay after hesitation. Zhao he wants to cry for this kind of firm love. What's more, if we keep this kind of efficiency, we may not be able to go clean at dawn
"Can you give me a song time ~ ~"
"sorry, I can't. another song, Zhao he will fall like an apple, and the one standing under the tree is not Newton."
Song Fei has no choice but to interrupt. He asks, and he goes up.
This is a very difficult decision, as if he can sing two songs, but in an emergency, he can't continue to be modest -
"I have no money ~ ~ I don't want face ~ ~ I just want her gentleness to give me a little ~ ~ I don't have money ~ ~ I don't want face ~ ~ I just want her love to give me a little ~ ~"
as soon as Song Fei's dynamic rhythm starts, the tumult under the apple tree suddenly starts However, when the two lines were finished, the zombies scattered and ran to Gewu building in their favorite way. In short, in less than ten seconds, the apple tree is empty.
If it's not too far away, Zhao he will give Song Fei a thumbs up, two!
Zhao he immediately mobilized his muscles to climb down the tree. Can try several times, suddenly found that the body did not listen to the call. It was as if his brain and body were separated into different spaces. The former lost the command of the latter. He clearly wanted to move his arms and legs, but the arms and legs were still.Surprised, Zhao he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
He tried again, but he still couldn't. his body seemed to be stiff to wood, his blood was blocked and his nerves were necrotic. There was only one head left all over his body, and he could think and rotate a little.
"Zhao he, what are you waiting for?"
in the interval of singing happily, song geshen did not forget to pay attention to him.
But this kind of attention makes Zhao he more embarrassed. He doesn't want to move, he really can't move, just like his face that has been frozen numb can't feel the cold of the night wind, his body has been frozen numb!
Zhao he was afraid. Although he tried his best to suppress it, the sense of terror out of control and hopelessness was so fierce that he was covered up in the sky.
"Zhao he," he asked anxiously, "run quickly -"
Zhao he wanted to respond, but his voice was choked and he couldn't make a sound. Besides, what can he respond to? Can he say that he can't move? When his comrades in arms try so hard to help him lure the enemy, how can he
"I see. Are you reluctant to give up?" Song Fei's voice came suddenly, full of determination.
Zhao Hemeng was forced.
He Zhi asked more quickly than he did: "what do you want to give up?"
"I can't bear those zombies under the tree. After all, I've been together for so long. It's not surprising that they fall in love." Song Fei a pair of "I understand", "brother is an old driver" considerate tone, but then a turn, "Zhao he! Wake up! If Song Fei is a member of the zombie army, Zhao he thinks, will his comrades bite him or beat him first and then bite him? It's really a very happy question to look forward to.
He Zhi asked: "ah, he moved and went down the tree!"
Song Fei: "what I said was that I attached too much importance to feelings."
Zhao he
If you don't see the goods being eaten, he will die in peace! Suddenly, his frozen body came to him. What's the sense? He was extremely ill. At the thought that the goods were still rustling, he could sit up in his deathbed and look forward to it for another ten years!
At the moment when his feet fell to the ground, Zhao he looked back at the three figures upstairs with nostalgia, especially the one who waved his hand most happily. He looked at them more and wished he could engrave the silhouette in his heart. Finally, he turned around and hid in the vast night!
Qi Yan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, saw Zhao he's shadow until he couldn't see it again. Then he turned around and sat down against the wall. He was stunned for two seconds, and then he slowly breathed a breath.
Rao is so, the flashlight is not strong halo, his expression is still calm, calm some abnormal.
"Are you ok?" Asked Song Fei anxiously.
Qi Yan shakes his head and closes his eyes wearily, but he still holds the gun tightly.
Song Fei is suddenly afraid. In fact, he doesn't know what he is afraid of, but his intuition tells him that Qi Yan can't go on like this. In a hurry, he simply reached for the gun.
Qi Yan suddenly opened his eyes and stretched his leg!
Qi Yan is sitting, and so is Song Fei. In fact, he is in a face-to-face position. Qi Yan directly kicks Song Fei in the stomach!
Song Fei didn't expect that his stress reaction was so strong. He was really kicked and almost cried out in pain. The hand also can't care to snatch gun, directly embrace Qi Yan's leg, for fear that he comes again second foot.
Qi Yan sees his face in front of him when he kicks Song Fei's stomach. He shakes in his heart and subconsciously wants to close his leg. However, the kicker tried his best not to let him move again.
Qi Yan simply did not care about his legs. His chagrin and heartache made him say how to listen and how to rush: "good end, what gun do you grab!"
Song Fei really felt that he was more resentful than Dou E: "you have been half dead, I don't want you to be spirited!"
Qi Yan black line: "you run back and forth for five hours to try, the spirit is not as good as me."
"I don't mean the spirit, the spirit, but the mind. You are in a wrong state of mind now!" Song Fei is dying of anxiety, but the more anxious he is, the less chaotic he is. He tries to make his words sound persuasive. "Qi Yan, we are safe now. You don't have to stretch that string any more. You have to let yourself relax completely. Do you understand what I mean?"
Qi Yan was stunned. He didn't speak or do anything else. He just looked at him quietly.
If he didn't hold his leg, he didn't even mind sticking it in front of him to show him: "I'm safe. I've come out of the elevator with he Zhiwen. The radio is just a few floors above. If we are lucky, maybe we can do it all at once. It's like rushing to supermarkets, libraries and canteens. "
When was the last time he was so gentle with Qi Yan? Song Fei doesn't remember. But if Qi Yan doesn't mind, he wants to be so gentle.
"All you have to do now is not think about anything, completely relax and have a good sleep."
Qi Yan blinked, his lips finally moved slightly.
Song Fei's eyes lit up, and then he heard Qi Yan's voice: "what you have to do now is loosen my thighs."
“……” God, it's really hard to be gentle with this product!!!Bang to throw away ex big long legs, Song Fei buttocks rub to retreat two meters, firmly open the distance.
Qi Yan takes back his legs that are still embracing the temperature, and looks at Song Fei in his spare time. In his eyes that have been too calm and calm, a faint smile finally appears, with Qi Yan's unique scorn.
Song feibai looked at him, but his heart was slowly put down. Normal Qi Yan came back, although annoying, but better than familiar, annoying and steadfast.
"Is your stomach OK?" Qi Yan was still not at ease, so he asked directly.
Song Fei then reflected that he was still injured. He rubbed two hands angrily and said, "I'll kick you to try, and you'll know."
Qi Yan suddenly opened his arms and made a gesture of welcome.
Song feiji: "you've spared your life to save me, not to mention one foot, even ten feet, I have to suffer."
Qi Yan was silent again, but this time he kept a close eye on Song Fei, with many emotions in his eyes, hot and strong.
Song Fei was staring at some embarrassed, somehow, he thought of the wet hands, as if now, the palm is not dry.
He Zhiwen has pretended that he doesn't exist and watched secretly for a long time. To be exact, since Song Fei and Qi Yan signed each other, no, since Song Fei said that Qi Yan would definitely get the radio, he watched the two friends silently with admiration. Then when Qi Yan gave up his life to save him, Song Fei said with pride that Qi Yan could conquer the whole world, but he could conquer Qi Yan. Just now, Song Fei was worried about Qi Yan's psychological state, and Qi Yanming regretted kicking Song Fei. As a result, they were still choking. Isn't this the best bad friend who loves and kills each other!
How he would like to have such a brother, close the door to each other, open the door to fight side by side!
"What time is it?" Qi Yan dropped his eyes and gave up.
In fact, Song Fei didn't think it was necessary for him to say anything like this.
The shaking in the other side's eyes makes Song Fei tremble, vaguely has some bad premonition, but he still cooperates with Qi Yan's question to touch the mobile phone.
Fingerprint identification, lock screen open, can appear on the bright screen is not the mobile phone desktop, but a group photo.
Waiting to see the time, Song Fei was stunned. Fuck, when I was looking at the photos in the elevator just now, I heard Qi Yan beat the rhythm, and then I forgot everything. I didn't operate the mobile phone at all!
A spirit, Song Fei back to God, hurriedly back to the main page, cursory look at the time, also dare not look up, pretending to calm way: "1:02."
"Oh." Qi Yan's response sounds ordinary.
Song Fei's heart put down half, and then quietly looked up under the encouragement of the other half, peeping at Qi Yan.
It turned out to be a handsome face with a smile.
It's time to help.
Song feisheng closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, opened his mouth again, and said frankly, "I really had no bottom when I was in the elevator. I just thought, can you come to save me, if not..."
"Are you going to fly for the last time in your life in front of my picture?"
“…… I'll remember you when I'm ready to die, and I'll never let you go as a ghost! "
Qi Yan was amused by the appearance of Song Fei's explanation, but he became more and more curious: "what if it comes?"
Song Fei shrugged his shoulders, then looked into Qi Yan's eyes and said, "then I'll get back together."
Qi Yan froze and looked at him in disbelief. He had nothing to say for a long time.
He Zhiwen also froze, looking at them incredulously, completely forgetting that there is still the art of speaking in the world.
Song Fei doesn't care about He Zhi's question. Now he has only one man in his heart and eyes. As a result, this man has put him in a great embarrassment: "Hey, you ask me to get back together first. According to the reason, I just nod my head now. I'm afraid you're too passive. I'm kind enough to repair a step for you. What do you mean by your silence
Qi Yan still didn't speak, but suddenly raised his hand and slapped him hard!
Song Fei was so scared that he quickly grasped Qi Yan's hand for fear that he would continue to be manic. What he said would be heartfelt: "if you don't agree, you don't agree. Don't hurt yourself! Can't I leave you alone? "
Who can tell him why the daily affairs of a gay man seeking to compound will develop in the direction of magic realism!
The hand that is held by Song Fei suddenly turns around and actively clasps his fingers.
"It's not a dream."
Qi Yan finally opens his mouth, with a trance that is still not very steady.
Song Fei black line speechless collapse, three in one, the last is a lot of heartache, directly said: "he asked, you come here."
He couldn't understand how he saw the dog abusing world hand in hand. When he was yelled, his brain crashed and he leaned over: "hmm?"
Song Fei did not hesitate to pinch his round face, fleshy, very hard.
He Zhiwen cried out in a voice: "pain --"
Song Fei released his comrades in arms, sucked his nose, and showed his teeth to Qi Yan: "you see, it's not."Qi Yan's line of sight is finally no longer erratic, gradually settled. It's this face. When you love, it can make you love to death. When you are sad, it can make you sad: "how can I stand up for you..."
people make complaints about love. He listens to Tucao together. Song Fei turns his eyes and drives him to kiss him before he opens up.
Qi Yan has never been a passive character. He tries to hold the back of Song Fei's head and kisses him more deeply.
He Zhiwen retreated silently, got up and went to another window, covered half of his face and gazed at the moon.
Song Fei said no, Qi Yan believed it, but he didn't believe it. It must be a dream.
In the dream, the virus broke out, students became zombies, brothers became friends.
Base friend kisses very devoted, and even kiss with touch, has reached the point of anti pornography, but he did not dare to interrupt. The subsequent survival depends on the fighting capacity of those two. He can only endure silently and wait cleverly.
In this dream world, it's cruel to fight straight men who have no power to bind a chicken.
Before Zhao he faintly felt that Qi Yan and Song Fei were strange. That kind of strange, there is no concrete example to prove, is a kind of feeling, pure man's simple feeling. Now, it's more intense. The people upstairs were very considerate. Seeing that he couldn't figure it out for a long time, he volunteered: "Hey, don't bother, I'll tell you directly..." "No!" Zhao he instinctively refused and asked himself, he really didn't want to understand so carefully. But after such a toss, he felt that his body had recovered some heat. Moved and inspired by Qi Yan, they just warmed up their hearts. As a result, after a few rounds of "cordial conversation" with Song Fei, their blood flowed back. Sure enough, the positive energy is brave for a while, and the negative energy is infinite. "Zhao he!" He Zhiwen, who has been listening quietly, always feels that if he doesn't speak again, his classmates will let class 1 Shuangsha bully him to death. Moreover, he did not agree with Zhao he's practice of sleeping in apple trees, which was a joke about his life. The call of his old friend warmed Zhao he's heart and filled his eyes with tears: "Xiao He -" "they are really powerful, far beyond our imagination. I believe them, and you believe me once. Don't make any noise. Let's lead the zombie to the canteen. Hurry back to the canteen After a long battle between heaven and man, Zhao he clenched his teeth: "success!" Song Fei honestly asked him why he didn't believe the train. Although he didn't know what kind of battle these three men had in the Gewu building, and what kind of strength Song Fei and Qi Yan showed, he Zhiwen's words such as "very powerful" and "far beyond imagination" were so sincere and firm. Cold wind blowing, cold has been wooden face only feel like something gently touched. Zhao he adjusts his breath, calms down, and makes his sense of being thin and become a strong apple branch. There is no need for more communication. In the sudden silence, he Zhiwen has already understood. He may not be able to fight as Song Qi and Zhao he, but he also has a sincere devotion to his comrades in arms - "Hello! We're here! Look here! " He Zhiwen's voice was very loud, and he could tell that he was in an open-minded manner. However, until his ending disappeared in the distant sky, there was no movement on this side of the apple tree. Zhao he felt that even if a zombie ran past, he would be considered a comrade in arms. But, really not. Even the ferocious face that used to excite Zhao he was dim. His eyes were gradually empty and his expression tended to be at a loss. Sixty nine heads made up a large group picture -- indifference. JPG. Zhao he sighs. He also stresses talent in luring enemies. He wants to tell he Zhiwen that if he can't, don't force him. But now he's trying to make the zombies think of him as a branch, so it's hard for him to speak. Fortunately, Mr. He upstairs carried forward the spirit of his predecessors in doing experiments. This material is not good, so I'll try another one. Soon, the slightly restrained and shy singing replaced the roar - "can you give me a song time ~ ~ tightly turn that hug into forever ~ ~ in my arms, you don't have to be afraid of insomnia ~ ~ if you want to forget me, I can also lose my memory ~ ~" there is a rustle under the tree. Obviously, songs are more attractive than shouts. I don't know whether zombie instinct is so, or whether the prey has cultivated musical sentiment. Finally, a zombie began to turn around and walk to the bottom of the three people's window. One has two, two has three. However, the speed of leaving is far from enough! The zombies are not sure whether it is the prey or the floating clouds. They walk around with a casual mind. Even more importantly, they choose to stay after hesitation. Zhao he wants to cry for this kind of firm love. What's more, if we keep this kind of efficiency, we may not be able to go clean at dawn "Can you give me a song time ~ ~" "sorry, I can't. another song, Zhao he will fall like an apple, and the one standing under the tree is not Newton." Song Fei has no choice but to interrupt. He asks, and he goes up. This is a very difficult decision, as if he can sing two songs, but in an emergency, he can't continue to be modest - "I have no money ~ ~ I don't want face ~ ~ I just want her gentleness to give me a little ~ ~ I don't have money ~ ~ I don't want face ~ ~ I just want her love to give me a little ~ ~" as soon as Song Fei's dynamic rhythm starts, the tumult under the apple tree suddenly starts However, when the two lines were finished, the zombies scattered and ran to Gewu building in their favorite way. In short, in less than ten seconds, the apple tree is empty. If it's not too far away, Zhao he will give Song Fei a thumbs up, two! Zhao he immediately mobilized his muscles to climb down the tree. Can try several times, suddenly found that the body did not listen to the call. It was as if his brain and body were separated into different spaces. The former lost the command of the latter. He clearly wanted to move his arms and legs, but the arms and legs were still.Surprised, Zhao he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He tried again, but he still couldn't. his body seemed to be stiff to wood, his blood was blocked and his nerves were necrotic. There was only one head left all over his body, and he could think and rotate a little. "Zhao he, what are you waiting for?" in the interval of singing happily, song geshen did not forget to pay attention to him. But this kind of attention makes Zhao he more embarrassed. He doesn't want to move, he really can't move, just like his face that has been frozen numb can't feel the cold of the night wind, his body has been frozen numb! Zhao he was afraid. Although he tried his best to suppress it, the sense of terror out of control and hopelessness was so fierce that he was covered up in the sky. "Zhao he," he asked anxiously, "run quickly -" Zhao he wanted to respond, but his voice was choked and he couldn't make a sound. Besides, what can he respond to? Can he say that he can't move? When his comrades in arms try so hard to help him lure the enemy, how can he "I see. Are you reluctant to give up?" Song Fei's voice came suddenly, full of determination. Zhao Hemeng was forced. He Zhi asked more quickly than he did: "what do you want to give up?" "I can't bear those zombies under the tree. After all, I've been together for so long. It's not surprising that they fall in love." Song Fei a pair of "I understand", "brother is an old driver" considerate tone, but then a turn, "Zhao he! Wake up! If Song Fei is a member of the zombie army, Zhao he thinks, will his comrades bite him or beat him first and then bite him? It's really a very happy question to look forward to. He Zhi asked: "ah, he moved and went down the tree!" Song Fei: "what I said was that I attached too much importance to feelings." Zhao he If you don't see the goods being eaten, he will die in peace! Suddenly, his frozen body came to him. What's the sense? He was extremely ill. At the thought that the goods were still rustling, he could sit up in his deathbed and look forward to it for another ten years! At the moment when his feet fell to the ground, Zhao he looked back at the three figures upstairs with nostalgia, especially the one who waved his hand most happily. He looked at them more and wished he could engrave the silhouette in his heart. Finally, he turned around and hid in the vast night! Qi Yan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, saw Zhao he's shadow until he couldn't see it again. Then he turned around and sat down against the wall. He was stunned for two seconds, and then he slowly breathed a breath. Rao is so, the flashlight is not strong halo, his expression is still calm, calm some abnormal. "Are you ok?" Asked Song Fei anxiously. Qi Yan shakes his head and closes his eyes wearily, but he still holds the gun tightly. Song Fei is suddenly afraid. In fact, he doesn't know what he is afraid of, but his intuition tells him that Qi Yan can't go on like this. In a hurry, he simply reached for the gun. Qi Yan suddenly opened his eyes and stretched his leg! Qi Yan is sitting, and so is Song Fei. In fact, he is in a face-to-face position. Qi Yan directly kicks Song Fei in the stomach! Song Fei didn't expect that his stress reaction was so strong. He was really kicked and almost cried out in pain. The hand also can't care to snatch gun, directly embrace Qi Yan's leg, for fear that he comes again second foot. Qi Yan sees his face in front of him when he kicks Song Fei's stomach. He shakes in his heart and subconsciously wants to close his leg. However, the kicker tried his best not to let him move again. Qi Yan simply did not care about his legs. His chagrin and heartache made him say how to listen and how to rush: "good end, what gun do you grab!" Song Fei really felt that he was more resentful than Dou E: "you have been half dead, I don't want you to be spirited!" Qi Yan black line: "you run back and forth for five hours to try, the spirit is not as good as me." "I don't mean the spirit, the spirit, but the mind. You are in a wrong state of mind now!" Song Fei is dying of anxiety, but the more anxious he is, the less chaotic he is. He tries to make his words sound persuasive. "Qi Yan, we are safe now. You don't have to stretch that string any more. You have to let yourself relax completely. Do you understand what I mean?" Qi Yan was stunned. He didn't speak or do anything else. He just looked at him quietly. If he didn't hold his leg, he didn't even mind sticking it in front of him to show him: "I'm safe. I've come out of the elevator with he Zhiwen. The radio is just a few floors above. If we are lucky, maybe we can do it all at once. It's like rushing to supermarkets, libraries and canteens. " When was the last time he was so gentle with Qi Yan? Song Fei doesn't remember. But if Qi Yan doesn't mind, he wants to be so gentle. "All you have to do now is not think about anything, completely relax and have a good sleep." Qi Yan blinked, his lips finally moved slightly. Song Fei's eyes lit up, and then he heard Qi Yan's voice: "what you have to do now is loosen my thighs." God, it's really hard to be gentle with this product!!!Bang to throw away ex big long legs, Song Fei buttocks rub to retreat two meters, firmly open the distance. Qi Yan takes back his legs that are still embracing the temperature, and looks at Song Fei in his spare time. In his eyes that have been too calm and calm, a faint smile finally appears, with Qi Yan's unique scorn. Song feibai looked at him, but his heart was slowly put down. Normal Qi Yan came back, although annoying, but better than familiar, annoying and steadfast. "Is your stomach OK?" Qi Yan was still not at ease, so he asked directly. Song Fei then reflected that he was still injured. He rubbed two hands angrily and said, "I'll kick you to try, and you'll know." Qi Yan suddenly opened his arms and made a gesture of welcome. Song feiji: "you've spared your life to save me, not to mention one foot, even ten feet, I have to suffer." Qi Yan was silent again, but this time he kept a close eye on Song Fei, with many emotions in his eyes, hot and strong. Song Fei was staring at some embarrassed, somehow, he thought of the wet hands, as if now, the palm is not dry. He Zhiwen has pretended that he doesn't exist and watched secretly for a long time. To be exact, since Song Fei and Qi Yan signed each other, no, since Song Fei said that Qi Yan would definitely get the radio, he watched the two friends silently with admiration. Then when Qi Yan gave up his life to save him, Song Fei said with pride that Qi Yan could conquer the whole world, but he could conquer Qi Yan. Just now, Song Fei was worried about Qi Yan's psychological state, and Qi Yanming regretted kicking Song Fei. As a result, they were still choking. Isn't this the best bad friend who loves and kills each other! How he would like to have such a brother, close the door to each other, open the door to fight side by side! "What time is it?" Qi Yan dropped his eyes and gave up. In fact, Song Fei didn't think it was necessary for him to say anything like this. The shaking in the other side's eyes makes Song Fei tremble, vaguely has some bad premonition, but he still cooperates with Qi Yan's question to touch the mobile phone. Fingerprint identification, lock screen open, can appear on the bright screen is not the mobile phone desktop, but a group photo. Waiting to see the time, Song Fei was stunned. Fuck, when I was looking at the photos in the elevator just now, I heard Qi Yan beat the rhythm, and then I forgot everything. I didn't operate the mobile phone at all! A spirit, Song Fei back to God, hurriedly back to the main page, cursory look at the time, also dare not look up, pretending to calm way: "1:02." "Oh." Qi Yan's response sounds ordinary. Song Fei's heart put down half, and then quietly looked up under the encouragement of the other half, peeping at Qi Yan. It turned out to be a handsome face with a smile. It's time to help. Song feisheng closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, opened his mouth again, and said frankly, "I really had no bottom when I was in the elevator. I just thought, can you come to save me, if not..." "Are you going to fly for the last time in your life in front of my picture?" I'll remember you when I'm ready to die, and I'll never let you go as a ghost! " Qi Yan was amused by the appearance of Song Fei's explanation, but he became more and more curious: "what if it comes?" Song Fei shrugged his shoulders, then looked into Qi Yan's eyes and said, "then I'll get back together." Qi Yan froze and looked at him in disbelief. He had nothing to say for a long time. He Zhiwen also froze, looking at them incredulously, completely forgetting that there is still the art of speaking in the world. Song Fei doesn't care about He Zhi's question. Now he has only one man in his heart and eyes. As a result, this man has put him in a great embarrassment: "Hey, you ask me to get back together first. According to the reason, I just nod my head now. I'm afraid you're too passive. I'm kind enough to repair a step for you. What do you mean by your silence Qi Yan still didn't speak, but suddenly raised his hand and slapped him hard! Song Fei was so scared that he quickly grasped Qi Yan's hand for fear that he would continue to be manic. What he said would be heartfelt: "if you don't agree, you don't agree. Don't hurt yourself! Can't I leave you alone? " Who can tell him why the daily affairs of a gay man seeking to compound will develop in the direction of magic realism! The hand that is held by Song Fei suddenly turns around and actively clasps his fingers. "It's not a dream." Qi Yan finally opens his mouth, with a trance that is still not very steady. Song Fei black line speechless collapse, three in one, the last is a lot of heartache, directly said: "he asked, you come here." He couldn't understand how he saw the dog abusing world hand in hand. When he was yelled, his brain crashed and he leaned over: "hmm?" Song Fei did not hesitate to pinch his round face, fleshy, very hard. He Zhiwen cried out in a voice: "pain --" Song Fei released his comrades in arms, sucked his nose, and showed his teeth to Qi Yan: "you see, it's not."Qi Yan's line of sight is finally no longer erratic, gradually settled. It's this face. When you love, it can make you love to death. When you are sad, it can make you sad: "how can I stand up for you..." people make complaints about love. He listens to Tucao together. Song Fei turns his eyes and drives him to kiss him before he opens up. Qi Yan has never been a passive character. He tries to hold the back of Song Fei's head and kisses him more deeply. He Zhiwen retreated silently, got up and went to another window, covered half of his face and gazed at the moon. Song Fei said no, Qi Yan believed it, but he didn't believe it. It must be a dream. In the dream, the virus broke out, students became zombies, brothers became friends. Base friend kisses very devoted, and even kiss with touch, has reached the point of anti pornography, but he did not dare to interrupt. The subsequent survival depends on the fighting capacity of those two. He can only endure silently and wait cleverly. In this dream world, it's cruel to fight straight men who have no power to bind a chicken.
