my skynet wife

After having lunch, Guo Zhenbei could see the beautiful clerk in the grocery store opposite through the glass window. She was still "sitting" at the door of the grocery store. She was the girl he had always liked, and sometimes he even dreamed of being with her.

She chatted a few words.

Now she is sitting on the steps in front of the grocery store, with her back leaning against the wall on the side of the store. The afterglow of the sunset shines on her face, and she who once had a youthful smile can only be recognized now.

It's just her.

The cheeks that were always rosy and smiling turned blue at this moment, and the skin was like some crumpled paper with some terrible wrinkles. At this moment, the former dream lover became the protagonist of Guo Zhenbei's nightmare at night.

Not far away from her were zombies wandering back and forth with vigorous steps.

Guo Zhenbei's eyes turned red as he looked at the streets that, although not beautiful, could still make people live happily. As well as everything he had ever dreamed of, Guo Zhenbei's eyes turned red. The sadness in his heart was like a big ball of stone, choking him so much that he could hardly breathe.

gas.

He held his breath, his face turned red, and the tears finally blurred his vision. Although he couldn't control the tears anymore, he still held it back and tried his best not to make a sound.

As the sun set, the light on the street outside dimmed, and the girl could no longer see clearly. The street lights would never light up again, and the tide of corpses would probably roam the streets forever.

So what about the people who are still alive? What will become of them? Guo Zhenbei, who does not leave home, has no idea.

When the last ray of the setting sun completely disappeared, Guo Zhenbei completely lowered the curtains. This thin curtain would not only protect him from the cold, but would only give him more comfort.

He looked away from the girl and slowly slid down against the wall with his back. His legs were limp and had completely lost their strength. When Guo Zhenbei's buttocks hit the ground, he held his head and gasped.

After a few times, he started crying silently.

Thinking about everything that happened that day, he could not easily forgive himself. He would even cry like this every day after seeing the girl's body.

"The girl I loved turned into a corpse like this, and it was all because of me!"

On December 21, 2013, it was also a time when the afterglow was about to end. After finishing his work, Guo Zhenbei used cold water to wash away the oil on his body in the toilet. The cold made his body tremble like chaff. Then he dragged himself to repair.

After spending a day in a ditch, my exhausted body returned to my basement.

Turn on the radio on your mobile phone, lie in your hammock, hold a bow in your hand and gently strum the bowstring. The tight bowstring makes some low sounds. It's like a piano, although it can only make one kind of sound.

Sound, but to him, this is still the best sound.

Before he could really rest, he heard the sound of "wind" that has been "blowing" to this day and has not stopped, as if the sky is whimpering.

"Help...help..."

Alarmed by the scream, he saw something from the small window in the basement that he could never forget. The girl in the grocery store was pulled by a man covered in blood with his mouth wide open. Her sharp screams were heard.

Like the brightest whistle!

"Ah, what are they doing?"

Subconsciously, Guo Zhenbei jumped off the hammock, opened the window and drew his bow. The arrow in his hand was already aimed at the guy, and he was sure to shoot the arrow through the opponent's head.

"Remember in the city that things have nothing to do with you, hang on high... out of sight, out of mind..."

His mother's warning and the right choice in his intuition were all intertwined into a tangle of thoughts, huddled together in his head.

"Don't be stupid, you are just a handful of people who don't understand the truth...!"

Worrying more, Guo Zhenbei had to put down the bow in his hand and think more. Suddenly, the 36-year-old Hunan man in the grocery store rushed out with a kitchen knife and slashed at the girl who was pulling her.

on the person's head.

"Well done, this guy is very interesting!"

Seeing someone coming forward, he put down his bow and arrow and tried to run out of the basement. Even if he couldn't help, he could at least call the police.

But then, a more frightening scene stopped him in his tracks. More people stretched out their hands and ran towards the grocery store with crooked steps. It seemed that these people had gone crazy together and were not afraid of the Hunan guy.

The threat of a kitchen knife.

"What's going on? Are they all crazy?"

In doubt, Guo Zhenbei opened the window and looked around. The whole street had fallen into complete chaos. An out-of-control car rushed into the houses on the street, making a roar of collision. Groups of people were chasing one or two

There were screams, and the dead body that fell on the ground was slowly getting up.

"Oh my God……"

Sighing, Guo Zhenbei's courage suddenly evaporated. Seeing that the old man from Hunan could not help his clerk, he turned around and ran to the shop and slammed the door.

While Guo Zhenbei was hesitant, he could only watch helplessly as the man whose skull was chopped open with a kitchen knife, regardless of the girl's desperate resistance, held the kitchen knife on his head and struck the girl's face.

Up and down the neck.

The heart-wrenching fear on the girl's face condensed in front of his eyes the moment she was bitten. The unforgettable expression made Guo Zhenbei's heart immediately shatter. The sharp screams came through.

The window was like a sharp knife, cutting into the flesh of Guo Zhenbei's heart. The feeling made him twitch in pain.

"ah……"

"Ah...oh my god...outside...people outside are crazy...!"

When everything was irreversible, Guo Zhenbei, like today, leaned against the wall and slid underground and cried weakly!

In 10 days, as death came closer and closer with the decrease in drinking water and food, this short period of time became even faster.

The four rooms in the basement are filled with car accessories and various oils. The only farthest room contains some food for the workers in the garage, half a bag of flour and some cooking oil.

As an underdeveloped northwest region, we still have to rely on the kitchen in the garage to make food. In the kitchen in the half-buried basement, there is a coal-burning stove and a chimney. It is probably the exhaust function of the chimney that inspired Guo Zhenbei.

He was not discovered by the zombies outside.

The drinking water is just a few boxes of bottled water that the boss put here, and now there is not much left. With these, he can hide comfortably in the basement for the time being, without having to face the outside world immediately.

With the last ray of the setting sun, Guo Zhenbei returned to the workbench, sawing the alloy sheet up and down with the saw bow in his hand. His movements were not fast. When the saw blade moved too fast, the teeth on the saw blade would break. He

These metal sheets need to be sawed into this narrow diamond shape, and then sharpened on the grinding wheel.

This is his daily life. Since December 21, 2013, he has been living in this almost completely dark basement. Apart from eating and physical training, making arrows is his only job.

On the morning of the next day, he fixed the arrow he had just made in the groove on the top of the straight arrow shaft, and finally glued the arrow feathers on.

"I have to leave this place that has been closed for half a month. I may be able to escape while my strength is still good!"

The last arrow with its fletching was carefully placed on the stool. Guo Zhenbei knew that his fate was now about to be decided.

"Wait a few more minutes to let the glue on the feathers dry and become stronger..."

Thinking of these irrelevant things, he began to pack his things.

His backpack is still an old school bag. This is the best equipment for his mother, who knows how to make him study and improve. In the 6 years from junior high school to high school, this already somewhat tattered bag is still in his eyes

The best baby.

Thinking of his mother, who was less than 50 years old and whose face was wrinkled by the wind on the mountain, Guo Zhenbei's heart became stronger.

"No, no matter what, I want to go home!"

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