Flathead woke up with a trace of decadence in his eyes, and the first thing he said was: "Go away, don't take care of me."
Ou Qian's hand paused for a moment.
She looked at the bowl of broth that was gradually cooling down, and felt that the smell of mutton was a bit strong, making her uncomfortable.
It's not like she hasn't had this thought before.
Human nature is like this, and they met by chance.
But even so, she didn't expect Flathead to say it so directly.
It's like cutting open the darkness in your heart, and there is nowhere to hide the shady things inside.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.
When night is about to fall, that kind of atmosphere always makes people vulnerable.
Suddenly, a sound coming from outside the window interrupted the awkward atmosphere.
Ou Qian walked to the door as if he was relieved and found some zombies outside the bamboo house courtyard.
She suddenly gasped as zombies surrounded her.
Although they moved slowly, they had a clear goal and headed towards the Bamboo House.
Maybe it was because of the presence of the five people that the zombies didn't come close for some unknown reason.
As a result, she gradually ignored this fact and forgot the danger hidden behind it.
This is the end of the world, and zombies are watching you day and night.
But she actually forgot, so stupid, really.
Ou Qian was immediately discouraged.
In such a situation, she might not be able to survive until dawn alone, not to mention that there was a flat head behind her.
Suddenly, the dark thought just now surged from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't suppress it at all.
"Let's go."
Although Flathead couldn't see the situation outside, he could tell something from the girl's expression.
He has his pride and cannot drag a girl down.
After hearing his words, Ou Qian turned her head suddenly, and she felt a little embarrassed.
No one wants to die, no one wants to die.
After struggling for a while, she loosened her clenched fingers and turned around as if she had made a decision.
Bad people are just bad people, and they are just strangers.
Ou Qian quickly ran downstairs, closed the door tightly, and sealed it all.
In this case, it should be able to fend off zombies for a while.
Although she tried her best to forget the futility of doing so, she still wanted to reduce her guilt.
Humans are such hypocritical creatures.
She took most of the prepared food upstairs, paused at the stairs, and finally walked over resolutely and put the things down on the bedside table.
From beginning to end, she never glanced at Pingtou, she didn't dare to look.
Seeing him was like seeing the dirty side of myself.
She had decided to go alone.
When Ou Qian walked to the stairwell, her tears couldn't stop falling.
She didn't mean it, she really didn't.
But she couldn't help it, really couldn't help it.
She had to go back to the villa to lay her second brother to rest, and to find her sister-in-law and younger siblings.
Speaking of which, she and Pingtou just met by chance, so she couldn't be a drag.
Is she a drag?
Ou Qian stopped suddenly.
She suddenly remembered what happened a long time ago, the quarrel coming from the crowded hut: "She is just a drag.
She just needs to eat.
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Why should she read?"
"In the future, if you marry anyone, you will be considered worthy of her.
Ooping, why are you talking back to your mother for someone who has nothing to do with you?"
"It's just an irrelevant drag."
The chaotic and noisy voices seemed to be poisonous and could determine a person's life or death.
Facing the knocking on the door from the zombies outside, her heart had never been so tangled, as if she was being roasted on top of a frying pan.
She remembered an article she had read before, about the teacher who was the first to run out of the classroom when an earthquake occurred.
How much she despised that teacher at that time, thinking that one cannot be inhumane or lose one's true nature.
However, the difference between her behavior now and that teacher's may be that she had never experienced this kind of test of life and death at that time, and those words she said seemed so pale and weak now.
Ou Qian walked forward step by step, as if stepping on his own heart, regretting every step.
That's all, she stopped.
He raised his arms to wipe away his tears with firm eyes.
Yes, she was also a drag once upon a time.
However, she is luckier.
Sorry, second brother, I really can't do it.
The current situation is very similar to when she was a child.
She doesn't want to be a drag, but she can't be the one who abandons her.
In that case, she would become the kind of person she hates the most.
People can be so hypocritical sometimes.
The door of the cabin was not strong and was knocked open by zombies not long after.
Ou Qian held the long knife tightly, wrapped layers of gauze around the handle, and tied the other end to her wrist.
Ou Qian rushed towards the zombies resolutely.
Second brother, I'm sorry, if she can still be alive.
Ou Qian gritted his teeth and pointed the long knife in his hand towards the zombie's head.
Disgusting blood splashed all over her body.
At first she would reach out and wipe it away, but in the end she lost the strength.
One knife, two knifes, her strikes became more and more determined, and her movements became more and more skillful.
Looking at the two or three zombies slowly approaching, and the ones slowly approaching from behind, she knew that there would be a life and death battle tonight.
Either she dies or the zombie dies.
But she doesn't want to die yet.
She can't fall down yet, she still has people she cares about to protect.
Anyone who blocks her is her enemy.
The endless zombies in front of her are what is blocking her.
The master once said that once a person becomes a villain, even ghosts will be afraid.
One, two, three, she couldn't even count how many she had killed.
All she knew was that the corpses piled up at the door gradually crossed the high threshold.
She stood at the threshold, holding the long knife tightly in her hand.
Even if her arm was numb and sore, she did not dare to relax for a moment.
Zombies move relatively slowly, so all she has to do is persist, but she doesn't know how long she can persist.
"Bang bang bang", gunshots rang out continuously, and several zombies fell down in response.
Ou Qian turned her head in surprise and saw Flathead leaning on the stairs with a weapon in her hand.
At this moment, she didn't know what to say.
After all, she really planned to leave just now.
Flathead didn't speak either.
He leaned against the wall with difficulty and slowly moved down the stairs.
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The bright red blood slowly seeped through the gauze.
He glanced around and saw the debris in the stairwell.
He reached out and took out the walker from the stairwell.
This was probably made by the people in the mountains themselves, the wooden ones are relatively strong.
Ha, Flathead whistled.
He sat on the walker, moving on the pulley, holding Ou Qian's scabbard in his hand, which was the iron rod.
His strong arms waved like a robot, and his agile skills harvested zombie heads.
Ping Tou came to Ou Qian's side.
His strong adaptability and skills immediately relieved her pressure a lot.
Ping Tou said, "I'll take your place for a while, and you go get something to eat."
Ou Qian slowly backed away and looked at the man blocking the door.
How could such a strong man need her to save him?
Realizing that she hadn't left yet, he turned his head sideways and said, "I can't hold on for long."
Ou Qian suddenly came back to her senses.
She lowered her head with a guilty conscience and headed upstairs.
There was still half of the broth.
Ou Qian took a look at the rest and found that there was a lot less medicine.
Could it be that this person just took so much medicine?
What a nonsense.
Ou Qian laughed to himself
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