After I Became a Zombie, My Face Is Paralyzed

Xiao Shenwei, who was holding a flower, was confused all the way.

...reserve grain This is ... what does it mean?

Xiao Shenwei lowered his eyes, pinched the soft petals of the rose, looked at Rong Yun next to him, opened his mouth, and hesitated.

He struggled for a moment, then quietly tugged at his sleeve: "...cough, Rong Yun."

"Huh?" Rong Yun turned his head.

…What should I do if I suddenly can’t speak…

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Shenwei looked at the flower in his hand, then at Rong Yun, after holding it for a long time, he spit out a sentence:

"Can you make flower cakes?"

…%&@#￥&&*#￥…￥…*) What am I talking about…

"Yes, do you want to eat?"

Xiao Shenwei lowered his eyes and said honestly, "I want to eat."

...Bah, not promising.

The two wandered to the West Market, bought all the main ingredients for making flower cakes, and searched for a long time before they found a stall selling sugar.

The stall owner is a middle-aged beta who seems to be honest. When he asked the price, he said 998.

Xiao Shenwei: Where is the flower cake I eat, what I eat is the feeling of spending money...

However, looking at the same high-priced ingredients in his hand, Xiao Shenwei gritted his teeth: "98."

The stall owner was very cheerful: "Deal."

Xiao Shenwei: ...I suddenly felt that I was overpriced.

Not to mention how much it cost to buy ingredients, Xiao Shenwei has always been a person who can't grieve his mouth and stomach.

After returning home, Rong Yun carefully washed his hands and began to knead the puff pastry with lard and flour.

It takes more than three months for rose sauce to ferment, so they just bought it ready-made.

At this moment, Xiao Shenwei was standing behind Rong Yun holding a small half jar of rose sauce, and ate it in small bites with chopsticks.

"Eat less, or you won't be able to make snacks later."

Rong Yun turned around and wiped Xiao Shenwei's face with his floured fingers, then took the jar and started mixing the fillings.

Xiao Shenwei ignored the flour smeared on his face, lying on Rong Yun's back to see.

The rose-red rose sauce was mixed with maltose and sesame oil, and the porcelain-white bowl was dyed bright red, exuding a sweet aroma.

Rong Yun ordered a little stuffing with chopsticks and brought it to Xiao Shenwei's mouth: "Try it?"

Xiao Shenwei's chin rubbed against Rong Yun's shoulder, and he took the whole chopstick in his mouth, and his cheek brushed Rong Yun's ear.

The faint mint smell in the air fluctuated for a moment.

Xiao Shenwei raised his eyes to look, but Rong Yun had already turned his back and concentrated on kneading the stuffing, and the tips of his ears were a little bright red.

He blinked, leaned forward suddenly, and blew lightly against Rong Yun's ear.

"Dang--"

Rong Yun shook his hand, and the spoon fell back into the white porcelain bowl, making a crisp sound.

Xiao Shenwei saw that Rong Yun's ears and cheeks quickly turned red, and found it interesting.

"Don't make trouble—" Rong Yun turned his face, not knowing that Xiao Shenwei hadn't had time to evacuate.

The soft lips just rubbed the corner of Xiao Shenwei's mouth.

The two froze in place at the same time.

"Bah-"

The chopsticks in Xiao Shenwei's hand fell to the ground.

As if he had pressed a switch, Xiao Shenwei jumped away as if he had been scalded, opened his mouth, but felt like there was a steam engine in his head. The neck was hot and dizzy.

"Ah...that..." The glutinous rice dumpling in Rong Yun's hand was pinched and deformed, and the refreshing ice mint and white tea scent pheromones in the air were confused.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

Fortunately, Xiao Shenwei was saved by the cries of the girl selling steamed buns downstairs.

"I...I, I'm going downstairs to buy steamed buns..."

Xiao Shenwei ran away as if escaping.

He accelerated all the way to the downstairs before patting his face, trying to make his expression as natural as possible.

Before the girl pushed the cart away, Xiao Shenwei was distracted in her head, and when she got to the booth, she said:

"Master, come and pack the cage."

The girl was stunned for a while, but she didn't think she could react: "What do you want in the cage?"

The boy walking the dog burst out laughing.

Xiao Shenwei: …

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Xiao Shenwei: ...the day can't be over.

Too many zombies...

I am so hard...

He felt that he would not be able to see Rong Yun for a while, so he wore some thin clothes and walked around the city with a bun.

...I have to wait for the silly roe deer in my heart to stop for a while.

When passing through the north of the city, Xiao Shenwei paused.

There is the "refugee camp" in Daxing, also known as the "slum".

Most of the people living there are refugees from other places who cannot afford the high maintenance fees in the urban area, and who have no relatives or friends who can sponsor them.

It's just that Xiao Shenwei found that there were suddenly more people here.

The refugee camp, which could have fully accommodated the refugees, and even had room to spare, has now become overcrowded. The humble shack even extends beyond the camp gate, spreading a large area, which can only be surrounded by barbed wire.

Guards with live ammunition guarded nearby to prevent refugees from rioting.

There will be special people here to deliver meals every day, but it can only ensure that they will not starve to death. After all, it is not easy for anyone to live now.

A dirty little girl was nestled in her mother's arms, her face was pale and withered, her eyes staring straight at the bun in Xiao Shenwei's hand.

Xiao Shenwei wanted to walk over and hand her the bun, but was stopped by the guards.

"Don't go there, they may have infectious diseases on them."

Xiao Shenwei was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes: "But she's dying."

"...Well, okay. You give it to me, and I'll take it to you."

The guard sighed and saw many people who came here to deliver food. He picked up the buns and walked over, standing five steps away from the mother and daughter, and threw them far away.

Like a piece of fresh meat falling into a pack of wolves, a group of ragged refugees nearby immediately surrounded and scrambled.

"What are you doing! Don't rob, don't rob! Give it back to me!"

The guards shouted loudly.

Xiao Shenwei saw the woman tearing at the people around her fiercely. She was punched several times, she just grabbed two buns, picked up the girl and squatted in a corner, desperately shoving it into the girl's mouth.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly! Otherwise you'll be robbed again!"

Xiao Shenwei felt a little uncomfortable.

He turned around to go back, but heard a sudden noise in the camp.

Someone shouted in horror: "There are zombies mixed in!!"

Like a drop of water falling into the boiling oil, the camp exploded instantly, and all the refugees wanted to rush out in horror.

The guards sounded the alarm, and while desperately blocking the exit, they squeezed in against the crowd, seemingly to deal with the mourned person.

The man was just outside the camp, and a large open space had been vacated beside him.

It was a male btea, who was twisting and struggling on the ground at this time, his pupils were white, his fangs were sticking out of his lips, and his long-sleeved trousers were rubbed up, revealing the skin that had begun to grow spots.

It was a man who knew he was bitten, but still sneaked into the city with a fluke.

"Bang bang—"

Two gunshots rang out, and the crowd instantly fell silent.

The man twitched twice on the ground and didn't move.

There were guards wearing gloves and masks, carrying sterilization bottles over to dispose of the bodies.

And tonight's refugee camp is not destined to be calm, and they will usher in a comprehensive investigation.

Xiao Shenwei watched silently for a while, then turned and left.

His heart was chaotic, and his emotions continued to accumulate and expand in his heart, but he could not find a vent.

It made him uncomfortable.

The sky was completely dark, Xiao Shenwei looked at the tranquility and peace in the city and walked back slowly.

"Xiao Shenwei!"

An anxious cry came from behind.

He turned around, only to bump into a warm embrace.

"Rong Yun?"

Rong Yun didn't say anything, just hugged him tightly, so hard that Xiao Shenwei could hardly breathe.

He could even feel the other person's body trembling slightly.

"...you'll be fine."

Rong Yun buried his head on Xiao Shenwei's shoulder, muttered something muffled, then let go of him, took off his jacket and put it on Xiao Shenwei, who was wearing thin clothes, and walked back silently holding Xiao Shenwei's wrist. .

Xiao Shenwei was stunned for a moment and turned on the phone.

26 missed calls were all Rong Yun.

A piece of news floated on the screen very conspicuously:

[The north of the city was shocked to find a zombie biting incident. The zombie has been killed. I hope the general public will pay attention to safety. When you find someone around you showing signs of death, please report it in time, and the Ministry of Security will definitely reward you with money! 】

…

When the two returned home, the lights in the house were still on, and the bowl of glutinous rice noodles was knocked over on the chopping board.

Only then did Xiao Shenwei realize that Rong Yun was still wearing slippers, and ran out to find him.

It was already very cold in Daxing in October, and Xiao Shenwei even saw that the tips of Rong Yun's toes were frozen blue.

"Wait here, the dim sum will be ready in no time."

Rong Yun pulled Xiao Shenwei onto the sofa and sat down, then went back to the kitchen and came out with a plate.

On the plate were several pieces of dim sum that were obviously overcooked, and the skin of the dim sum was already a little charred.

Apparently, Rong Yun put it in the oven before going out, and before he could turn off the fire, he hurried out.

"...I'm not sure about the heat... Don't eat this plate. I'll bake another plate for you."

Rong Yun looked at the few yellow and dark dim sums on the plate, touched his ears embarrassedly, turned around and was about to go back to the kitchen.

Then his movements froze in place.

"Um?"

Xiao Shenwei hugged Rong Yun from behind, buried his head on Rong Yun's back, and his breath was filled with the fresh smell of the other person.

"What's wrong?"

Rong Yun was holding a plate in his hand, looking a little overwhelmed.

Xiao Shenwei shook his head, let go of his hand, calmly took the plate in his hand, sat down at the coffee table, and picked up a snack.

"Be careful hot..."

Xiao Shenwei ignored it and took a bite from the snack.

The charred skin was slightly bitter and chewed like cinders.

The stuffing inside still exudes heat, and the fragrance of roses is mixed with the sweet taste of honey, which is a bit hot.

"Delicious." Xiao Shenwei finished eating one and picked up another.

This is the best snack he has ever eaten.

none of them.