My World: From Zombies to Demon King HIM

Coincidentally, the two of them lived in the same city.

When they heard the news, they immediately decided to meet in a local park.

The night before the meeting, the man in white was lying in bed, feeling extremely excited, tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep.

He was so excited that he didn't close his eyes all night, and kept imagining the scene after meeting J in his mind.

The next morning, he got up early and dressed up carefully, then went to the park early and sat on a bench waiting.

Perhaps it was because his brain became dull due to staying up late. After waiting for a long time, he suddenly realized that he had made a very important mistake - he forgot to prepare a bouquet of flowers.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly got up and ran to a nearby flower shop, carefully selected a bouquet of beautiful flowers, and then quickly rushed back to the park.

When he arrived at the park breathlessly holding the flowers, he was surprised to find that a familiar and unfamiliar figure was now sitting on the bench that was originally empty.

The man in white had looked at that back figure countless times in the photos shared by J, but he was still shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.

The long golden brown hair shone with a charming luster in the sun, even more beautiful and moving than in the photo.

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar back figure, the man in white's heart almost jumped out of his throat, as if time had frozen.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but the tension in his heart could not be completely eliminated.

He approached the bench carefully, and every step was extremely cautious. He wanted to give J a surprise.

When he walked to the near side of the bench, a familiar fragrance came to his nose.

It was a light fragrance, fresh and pleasant, making people feel comfortable and relaxed.

The man in white immediately recognized the smell, which was the scent of shampoo.

He was very sure because he also used the same shampoo and had always had a special liking for its unique fragrance.

More importantly, this shampoo is not a popular brand, but a relatively niche and special one.

The man in white has been using it for several years, but he has never met anyone who has the same taste and uses the same shampoo as him.

However, now, right here, he actually smelled that familiar fragrance, and he could be sure that the fragrance came from J sitting on the bench.

Smelling this familiar fragrance, the man in white was already a little confused at this moment.

The appearance of J seemed to indicate that there was some special connection between them, as if fate had brought them together.

He and J were really in tune.

Whether it was hobbies or living habits, they were surprisingly similar.

They had endless topics to talk about, from day to night, from astronomy and geography to philosophy of life.

They all loved playing games, often teaming up to play together and enjoy the fun of the game.

What was even more coincidental was that they all lived in the same city, as if this city existed for them.

Even for such a subtle daily necessity as shampoo, they chose the same brand, which made them feel extremely close.

A strong feeling surged in his heart, and he felt that all this was not accidental.

Isn't this a destined fate? !

At this moment, the man in white had even thought of what to name his and J's child.

Thinking of this, the man in white's heartbeat accelerated, and he involuntarily approached J, slowly leaned down, and whispered in J's ear with the most gentle voice.

"You smell so good~"

Although there was no word "greasy" to describe his behavior at that time, the man in white's behavior could indeed be called the ancestor of greasy men.

However, in his opinion at that time, what he did was both sexy and charming, enough to attract J's attention and quickly close the distance between the two.

According to his assumption, J would be frightened by his sudden intimate behavior and tremble slightly, and then turn around in surprise.

When she saw him holding flowers and handsome face, her cheeks would instantly turn red, all the way to her ears.

Then, she would lower her head and shyly blame him for his bold behavior.

However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is extremely cruel.

The next scene will take the man in white a lifetime to heal...

When he finished speaking to J's ear, J was indeed startled.

Then the man in white heard a dull bass in his ear.

"WHAT THE FUCK???!!!!"

Before the man in white could react, he saw a big cunt whistling over.

With a loud "bang", the man in white threw the big cunt to the ground, and he was stunned instantly.

ThisAt that moment, J finally turned around. When he saw the man in white, he was stunned.

The man in white had sent him a photo before, so he recognized the man in white as the strange netizen he had been chatting with for several days.

"What?"

"Brother... Brother, are you okay?"

As J spoke, he quickly stood up and came to the man in white. When he was about to help him up, he saw a bouquet of flowers still tightly held in his hand.

Seeing this bouquet of flowers, J was stunned.

His eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

After chatting with the man in white for so long, although the two of them did get along well, J always felt that the man in white was a little strange.

This feeling is hard to describe, like a subtle intuition that makes J unable to determine what is wrong.

When communicating with the man in white, J always feels a little strange.

J doesn't know if it's his own illusion or something else, he always feels that the man in white seems to have some special feelings for him.

J originally thought it was his own illusion, but when he saw the bouquet of flowers and thought of the words "You smell so good~" that the man in white had just said in his ear, J was dumbfounded.

"???????"

"Good fellow! I treat you as a brother, you... you actually..."

At this moment, the man in white who fell to the ground was already a little numb.

He was looking forward to a romantic encounter with J, but he didn't expect things to develop so unexpectedly. He stared blankly at the flowers in J's hand, his heart full of loss and embarrassment.

The expected scene of mutual affection and lovers finally getting married turned into "Brother, you smell so good" in an instant.

The destined girl he had been thinking about turned into a big man in an instant.

I thought it was a passionate love, but in the end there was no love, only a passionate love...

His eyes were dull, his mind was in a mess, and he lay down on the lawn.

"Tired... Destroy..."