Disaster is coming.

If a capable person stands up, he is a hero, while if a person who is not capable is a hero.

The former will be praised by thousands of people, and even become a heroic epic that has been passed down through the ages.

The latter will die miserably and cowardly, and even become a temporary laughing stock and a negative teaching material.

Shirakawa does not want to be a hero. He just does what he can, and everything is just to make his heart better. He doesn't know what his future will be like, nor does he know whether the child in his arms can survive healthily. But he knows that he can no longer let go of this child.

The chewing and crying that tortured him day and night did not want it to happen to this child.

He walked carefully on the deserted street. The child slept very well, but he didn't know if the child would wake up suddenly, and he felt like he was holding a time bomb. The child's loud crying would definitely attract most of the zombies around him.

Suddenly, he stopped in the middle of the street and looked at the community not far away.

It was Fukang Garden, a relatively high-end residential community. When he passed by Fukang Garden, he would fantasize about buying a floor of house in Fukang Garden in the future, then marry and have children with his favorite partner, and live happily together.

Now when looking at Fukang Garden, it feels like it is no different from an ordinary building. It is because something he cares about in that building happened, so he stopped.

Baihe looked down at the child in his arms, trying to ignore everything he heard and left, but before he could take a few steps, he stopped again and looked at Fukang Garden again.

Finally, he sighed deeply and walked towards Fukang Garden, while praying in his heart that the child should not wake up so early.

He bypassed the building where zombies were hidden and walked faster and faster. After leaving all the hearing ranges of zombies, he changed from sprinting to running.

On the 7th floor of Building 3, Fukang Garden, Zhou Xue was lying on the sofa beside the window, her right hand artery cut a wound, and blood was slowly flowing out. She looked at the blue sky with a quiet smile on her face, and she could finally... be relieved.

What is the meaning of being alive?

Because of fear of death, we live.

Because I don’t want my relatives to be sad, I try my best to live.

Because I don't want to be seen dead, I live.

People are very complicated, and the meaning of living is also very complicated. Zhou Xue is afraid of death and does not want her relatives to be sad, and does not want others to see her dead.

But now, everything doesn't matter.

After killing his parents who turned into zombies with his own hands, Zhou Xue was immersed in pain day and night, living without any goal or hope.

She is a volleyball player, healthy, and more flexible and powerful than ordinary people. She has suitable weapons in her hand. Her lethality is even stronger than that of ordinary men.

But the strength of her body cannot make her mind as strong. She has experienced countless dangers and has survived hard to survive until now, and she is about to collapse.

The pain of killing her parents with her own hands, the guilt of killing her helplessly while fighting for food, and countless days and nights without any sense of security, she was about torture and was about to breathe.

So she chose to settle herself and get relief.

She closed her eyes, listened to the sound of the blood falling to the ground, with a peaceful and peaceful expression on her face, waiting for death to come.

Let it all end...

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Bang!

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

It seems that someone is kicking the door, probably because of his auditory hallucination before his death.

Zhou Xue's consciousness was a little drowsy, her thinking began to become slow, and her body felt a little cold.

"Come on, don't give up!"

"Come on, don't give up on yourself, come on..."

At this time, a shout came from outside the door, and Zhou Xue became more aware of the consciousness, and she understood that it was probably not an illusion, but how could anyone know that he had committed suicide by cutting his wrist here?

This is a man's voice, a little hoarse, tired, and still breathing, but firm and stubborn, accompanied by the sound of kicking the door.

Suddenly, a child's cry sounded, like driving away the dark holy light and dispelling the cold sun. Zhou Xue opened her eyes suddenly, and tears gradually flowed down the corners of her eyes.

Bang!!!

The door was kicked open.

A man covered in blood hugged a crying child, gasped and walked in step by step from outside the door.

The image of this man is obviously so hideous and terrifying, but in Zhou Xue's eyes it is so warm.

"Don't...waist...give yourself." Bai He looked at Zhou Xue and said gasping.

Zhou Xue looked at Baihe with tears in her eyes and said, "The medicine box is under the TV cabinet."

"What!?"

Baihe was very tired and almost lay down. He ran to the seventh floor with a child in one breath, and then kicked the door open desperately. Now his lungs were still in severe pain. Because of insufficient oxygen supply, his ears with supernatural powers kept roaring, so he didn't hear clearly what Zhou Xue said.

"I said, the medicine box is under the TV cabinet." Zhou Xue wiped her tears with her left hand and repeated.

Bai He heard it clearly this time, so he quickly walked to the TV cabinet and found the medicine box and gave it to Zhou Xue.

"Who are you, why did you know I'm here... I'm committing suicide by cutting my wrist?" Zhou Xue lowered her head and took out the cotton and bandages, and stopped bleeding very professionally, and asked at the same time.

Baihe sat on the sofa and coaxed the crying child while answering: "I have a good ear, so... I heard it."

"Let me do it!" Zhou Xue bandaged the wound and saw that the child was still crying, she stretched out her hand and said.

Baihe quickly handed the child to Zhou Xue. He knew that Zhou Xue would not hurt the child. This was a girl with a strong appearance and gentle heart. Even though she was trembling, she could always strongly scare away all kinds of malignant survivors. She would curl up in the quilt and cry silently every night, but the next day she could cheer up and continue working hard to survive.

People in the town are familiar strangers to Baihe.

Zhou Xue quickly asked the child to stop crying. She looked down at the child who was sucking and said, "Thank you, I suddenly feel... it's great to be alive."

Baihe didn't know whether she was talking to him or the child, so he didn't say anything. He sat on the sofa and looked at Zhou Xue and the child in her arms, and he felt relaxed.

In less than an hour, he killed three people and saved two people.

Although he was very tired, his mental level was much more relaxed. He fell asleep just a little relaxed.

"You and..."

Zhou Xue was about to ask Baihe what his relationship was with this child, but she looked up and found that Baihe was asleep. She was slightly stunned, and then gently lowered her head to continue coaxing the child.

Life is such a magical thing.

Not long ago, she felt that she was in hell and the whole world was despising her. But when she looked at the child's pure eyes, the negative thoughts that were accumulated in her heart were purified, and she felt like a new life.

"Baby, this is the seventh floor, right? Your dad is such a fool, right?" she said to the child with a smile.

In this era of food scarcity, crises and everyone is in danger, there are people who work so hard to such an extent for an irrelevant person regardless of physical energy.

If those selfish scumbags know, they might think of him as a fool.

But in Zhou Xue's heart, Bai He was full of human nature. This was a man who had not been swallowed up by the darkness of the end of the world.

A few minutes later, the child fell asleep again. Zhou Xue was weak and tired due to excessive blood loss, so she hugged the child and leaned against the edge of the sofa and fell asleep.

For a moment, the surroundings were extremely quiet.

This is a quiet world, but it is also a lively world for Shirakawa.

Even in his sleep, he could hear all kinds of sounds, making it difficult for him to enter deep sleep.

But it was precisely because he was just a light sleeper that he heard Zhou Xue's words.

Am I a fool?

It turns out to be a fool than to be a smart person...

While he seemed to wake up but not wake up, a thought flashed through his mind and continued to sleep.

The three of them slept until the evening. After waking up, Baihe and Zhou Xue discussed it and decided to rush back to Baihe's home. Because the child had not eaten for almost a day, and Zhou Xue's home did not have food suitable for children. They were all canned foods and instant noodles, so they had to go back to Baihe's home.

Under Zhou Xue's command, Baihe packed all the things that Zhou Xue could use at home, and then held the child in one hand and Zhou Xue's home with the other.

Zhou Xue was exhausted because of excessive blood loss, so she could only carry her back by Baihe. In this state, if the child cries, the three of them would definitely be ruined.

But no matter how Zhou Xue persuaded Baihe, Baihe was unwilling to leave her here. At this time, she could only pray that they would not have bad luck.

"What is your relationship with this child?" Zhou Xue lay on Baihe's back, feeling a little embarrassed, especially when she felt Baihe's hand holding on her buttocks, making her feel slightly hot in her body, so she could only find a topic to attract attention.

Baihe went down the stairs step by step, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I have nothing to do with her. Her mother is Liu Fangfang, she is a strong woman..."

He told Liu Fangfang's story from beginning to end, Zhou Xue listened silently, and finally she lay on Baihe's back, covering her mouth with one hand, and sobbing in a low voice.

"This kind of beast can kill well."

Only then did Zhou Xue understand why Bai He was covered in blood.

She felt that she had learned a lot about Baihe. This was a person who could rely on, just like the light in the dark, which made them, the moths who were confused in the dark, unable to help but approach and rely on warmth.

"Baihe, can I rely on you?" Zhou Xue lay on Baihe's back, her face pressed against Baihe's back, and murmured to herself in a low voice.

Baihe had superpowers, so he could hear clearly. He couldn't help but clench his fists slightly, but in the end he relaxed again and said firmly: "Of course...yes!"

"You will protect us, right?" Zhou Xue continued to ask as she looked at the sunset in the distance.

Baihe took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "I will protect you!!!"

Four months ago, a mother and daughter asked the same question, the target was a fitness coach, and they died without a burial place. The fitness coach used the two to lure away most of the zombies, successfully sneaked into the police station and got a lot of guns and ammunition, and drove out of this desperate town.

The mother and daughter who gave their body and mind to the fitness coach did not wait for the car to be picked up, leaving only a sad cry, and were eventually torn apart by the zombies.

That day, Baihe beat the ground in pain on the rooftop, and roared to the sky like crazy.
Chapter completed!