I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

For a moment, there was a silence between the two of them. There were no unnecessary words, only the "tick-tick" sound of the chopsticks in their hands colliding with the bowls and plates.

This is the most common meal. Every family in the apocalypse will have this scene every day. However, all this is so rare for Tang Ye. When he was young, he did not directly recognize the word home. the concept of.

Time passed by, and the once ignorant boy saw more and more, experienced more and more, and understood more and more things. Only then did he realize that he was different from ordinary people. The difference between him and others, how much he lacked in what others usually have, he also understood this, and he began to long for this very common thing, but at the same time, he also knew that this kind of thing was something he had never experienced before in his life. Not anymore.

He fantasized about getting married, having children, starting a family, and creating something he didn't have.

But it is a pity that the society before the end of the world is indeed a very beautiful era. At the same time, it is also the most sad era. The sky-high housing prices and sky-high betrothal gifts have made contemporary young people unable to raise their heads at all. Unless the reincarnation technology is good enough, ordinary families can People who are born simply cannot resist that much.

Under the economic conditions with an average salary of 4,500 to 5,000 yuan a month, how can we bear all this without having enough to eat or starving to death? Thus, the era of low desire was born. If you are alone, 4,500 yuan a month is enough for you, but if you have a family, 4,500 yuan a month is enough to survive.

At that time, Tang Ye's only fantasy was shattered by the cold reality. He no longer had any love for life, and he was ready to die alone. The thing he had been missing all his life would never be available again.

However, in this apocalypse, he unexpectedly obtained it dramatically. Even though it did not belong to him, the object of enjoyment was actually himself.

Just in this most ordinary meal, let yourself be wrapped in endless warmth.

Not long after, there were very few dishes left on the table, only scattered side dishes and condiments left.

Seeing that the meal was almost done, Li Qingtian stood up, skillfully poured the remaining dishes onto a plate, and then stacked the remaining plates together.

"By the way, what were you going to say just now? Now that we have eaten, we can talk."

She suddenly said to Tang Ye. He was stunned and opened his mouth. He wanted to tell the truth about himself and tell her that he was not Li Henian. But when the words came to his mouth, he realized that he didn't want to say it anymore. He wanted to tell the truth. Bury, since you think of me as Li Henian, what if I just become Li Henian?

Anyway, his current name is Li Henian.

"No...it's okay." He hesitated a few words back with a guilty conscience. Tang Ye didn't dare to look into Li Qingtian's eyes, but soon, she laughed out loud. The girl's laughter was like a silver bell, which made Tang Ye Ye raised his eyes and looked at her, and he couldn't help but laugh, but compared to Li Qingtian's smile, Tang Ye's smile seemed a little awkward.

After laughing enough, Tang Ye watched Li Qingtian carry the plate into the kitchen, and the sound of water sounded from the kitchen. This familiar scene and familiar sound were exactly the same as many days before the end of the world.

Maybe because he often did housework, Li Qingtian washed the dishes very quickly. In just five or six minutes, Tang Ye heard the sound of dinner plates being put into the cupboard. After that, Tang Ye saw her walking out of the kitchen.

"Year of the Crane."

"ah?"

After she entered the kitchen, Tang Ye sat on the sofa facing the kitchen, seemingly waiting for Li Qingtian to come out, and her sudden call to him after she came out made him at a loss.

"What's wrong?" Tang Ye asked back.

But Li Qingtian seemed to be at a loss for words. After calling Tang Ye, she looked at him like this, frowning as if she didn't know what to say. There was a hint of bitterness in her eyes and she shook her head at him.

"He Nian...I...I'm leaving first."

After saying this to Tang Ye, when he saw her walking towards the door, he suddenly felt irritable, with a trace of reluctance in it.

"etc!"

Li Qingtian walked out of the door. In the garden, Tang Ye shouted at his back, but she seemed not to hear him, and continued to move forward and leave step by step.

"Wait a minute." Tang Ye chased out and shouted to Li Qingtian again, and she finally followed Tang Ye's words and stopped, turned around, and saw the familiar and elegant smile in Tang Ye's eyes.

"What's wrong?"

The voice and tone coming out of her mouth were all so familiar, so strangely familiar.

"You want to leave?"

"Um?"

"Where do you live?"

Tang Ye's question did not receive a direct answer from Li Qingtian. She just smiled, looked at Tang Ye deeply, and then said: "He Nian, wait until you accept all this before talking about the direction. I won't go too far." Yuan, when you accept it, I will come back."

"It's dangerous out there."

Tang Ye said something uncertain, but Li Qingtian, who was not far away, turned around and continued walking towards the elevator.

Tang Ye was struggling in his heart. Li Qingtian's words just now made him realize a problem. Maybe Li Qingtian knew that he was not Li Henian, and he was not her relative, but in a sense, he was hers. Relatives.

She doesn't regard her as her sister, but she regards herself as herself. She knows the truth of the matter, but she just pretends not to know. She also puts her love on another Li Henian, which she has not fully released.

And what she meant was to let Tang Ye admit her identity.

But this...

The painful struggle in his heart emerged in Tang Ye's eyes. Everything about Li Qingtian flashed through Li Henian's memory. The beautiful and warm pictures were like pictures on stones that could last forever. In these memories, what Li Henian heard Everyone's words were loud and small, as if they were reminding Tang Ye of something.

In the end, I don't know if it was an illusion, but Tang Ye seemed to hear a passage, a passage composed of countless individual voices.

"Stop struggling, she is my sister, she is your sister, she is... my sister, she! She is... our sister, she... she... her name is... her name is... Li Qingtian!"

In a daze, Tang Ye seemed to hear his own voice, which was full of longing, just like a long-hungry baby longing for breast milk.

Looking at Li Qingtian's back, she pressed the elevator button, and the numbers on the display screen began to jump. After a while, there was a "ding" and the elevator door opened.

PS: Sorry everyone, the author’s words can only be entered within 500 words, I’m sorry, sorry_

Dear readers, please take a precaution in advance. I don’t know what’s going on these days. I feel listless. I know clearly how to write the next plot, but the drawing skills are so bad. I just want to be in a daze for a while after typing a few words. .

Some readers said that I didn't have a good outline. Maybe that's true. When writing this book, I just became a reader and became an author. Up to now, I am still writing my own while reading other people's books.

Obviously I write more than 4,000 words a day. I am still young, and I have the feeling that a middle-aged person has no choice. There is a plot, but the lack of vocabulary is so bad. In my student career, when the author was thinking about it in class in a day or two, You can think about a book from beginning to end, but when it comes to actually writing it, the feeling of blockage is really uncomfortable.

I don’t know if other authors feel the same way as I do. Recently I’m following a book called “I’m Really Not an Internet Celebrity”. It’s worth 6,800 words a day, and there are new updates from time to time. Some authors even write 10,000 words a day. Damn it. Can't compare. Can't compare.

It’s hard to do...

Anyway, I am the kind of person who just waits for death. If I really want to earn 6,800 a day, I will certainly feel a bit weak, but it is only now. As of now, I still feel that I have not jumped out of the circle of novice writers.

However, as an author, I will work hard and strive to reach the level of an ordinary author, for the sake of my future and not to regret the writing dream I had when I was in school.

Here comes the point...I need to take a day off! Organize your writing ideas and improve your writing vocabulary storage. Just like reading a novel, you always find it boring in the middle, and the author also feels a little boring at this point in writing. He loses the tension and excitement at the beginning and only thinks about it. It’s time to start a new journey, especially when there is a book with a particularly exciting plot. I thought of several books just in the process of writing this book.

But I don’t want to become the people I hated the most, those authors who suddenly stopped updating, so I’d better finish this one first. I’m sorry, everyone, please be considerate.