The Zombie King Wants To Live An Ordinary Life

In the staff dormitory of the Special Human Resources Bureau, Lu Ren crookedly looked at the laptop on the sofa.

The opening of the training class is imminent. As a new enlighter, Lu Ren must quickly make work arrangements and psychological counseling courseware. This is not a very difficult task. Lu Ren has experience in psychological counseling in the enterprise. What's more, Director Zhao has already sent the template of the work to his mailbox very intimately. All he has to do is to send those Just fill up the empty space.

"Counseling time, number of tutors, tutoring content...No, this template is too simple and scribbled." Lu Ren scrolled the mouse wheel up and down, unbelievable that the template he opened was only one page of content.

Isn't the work arrangement of this unit too easy, it is incomparable with other ordinary enterprises?

Lu Ren squeezed the bridge of his nose and opened another compressed package, which contained the files of the two training students in the first grade. There were fifty copies in total, with detailed content and color photos. Lu Ren swept at will. His future students all looked unkind, colorful hair, maverick, and several of them wore large golden chains around their necks. They were powerful in their bodies and looked like wolves and tigers.

"After working for a long time, it turned out to be the den of demons and ghosts. All of them are standard anti-social personality." Lu Ren muttered, "How can these violent young people listen to general psychological counseling?"

The sound of the shower opening being heard across a wall, the water was rustling, and someone was taking a bath in the bathroom.

"It's no wonder that the work arrangement is so simple. I guess no one will listen attentively during counseling." Lu Ren tapped on the keyboard. Having said that, he was still seriously prepared for the work at hand.

"I will listen attentively." Someone took the conversation.

The bathroom opened, and hot white water vapor poured out, like the door of a fairyland opened, giving people the illusion of floating dust. The young man who came out frankly showed the muscular lines of his upper body, the uneven white skin was dripping with water drops, and a long towel printed with Doraemon was encircled underneath, and his hot red face was filled with a charming and perfect smile.

"That bath towel—that's mine! Why do you use my bath towel!" Lu Ren's face went dark, and his expression was a little broken.

"Sorry, I don't know." You You stunned, lowered his head and untied the towel around his waist.

"Fuck, what are you doing after solving it!" Lu Ren didn't hold back and exploded. He didn't expect the cultural differences between China and foreign countries to be so great, and he didn't expect that the ideological level of foreign friends would have been open to the extent of frank meetings. Before the blue "Doraemon" was unveiled, Lu Ren covered his eyes in advance.

"Doctor, why are you blocking your eyes?"

"Then why are you running naked at someone else's house? Are you exposing| mad?" Lu Ren didn't expect the other party to ask such a brazen question.

"It's okay." You You looked down, "Everyone is male."

"Men can run around with bare farts? A three-and-a-half-year-old child also knows that wearing open pants, foreign countries may pursue freedom, but with us, your behavior is called hooliganism, do you know?" After speaking with his face, he heard the young man's uncontrollable laughter.

"Doctor, don't be afraid, I didn't play hooligans on you." You You's voice was full of smiles, and it made people blush.

"How can I be afraid? Men have something." Lu Jinpan calmly opened his eyes, only to realize that the young man was different from what he had imagined. He was wearing a pair of boxer pants inside.

He was startled, only to realize that he was being tricked by the kid again.

"Doctor, your expression looks a bit disappointed?" You You looked playfully.

"You are wrong." Lu Ren felt deeply tired in his heart, holding a tea cup, looking like an elderly man.

"Doctor, I have always wanted to ask you a question." With a Doraemon towel on You You's head, he wiped his wet hair and naturally sat on the chair opposite Luren.

"What?" Lu Ren didn't lift his eyelids, looking at the courseware in front of him.

"I want to ask if you are in a relationship?"

"..." Lu Ren secretly scolded the world's malice against single dogs. He discovered that he had been with the Special Human Resources Bureau. Many people began to care about his blank emotional experience.

"And are you a virgin|male?"

"..." Lu Ren felt his heart pierced by something sharp, and the blood gurgled out.

"Actually, there is nothing shameful about the male man, and I haven't done it yet." You You seemed to see something, and his tone was full of comfort.

"Can you be quiet for a while or do your own thing, I'm working now." Lu Ren's eyelids trembled, and he kept telling himself that he would lose if he was angry.

"Okay, I won't disturb the doctor's work." You You nodded, and sat there no longer talking, quietly like a beautiful plaster sculpture in the European Art Museum.

Lu Ren's ears were finally quiet, his eyes were fixed on the computer screen in front of him, but he still couldn't concentrate.

"Do you want to go to bed first?" Lu couldn't bear the naked eyes and raised his head.

You You shook his head: "No, my hair hasn't dried yet."

"Then take a look at the book for yourself?" Lu Ren curled his lips, "Anyway, do something casually, don't keep staring at me, it will affect me."

"But there are no books around me."

Lu Ren pointed to the corner of the storage room: "There is a bookcase over there. You can find a copy from it and read it."

"Okay." You You shrugged and walked into the small room next to the kitchen.

"Are these books owned by doctors?"

Lu Ren dangling smoke in his mouth, knocking on the keyboard, absent-mindedly "um".

"Doctor, can I read this book?" You You browsed the small bookcase with only three rows, and quickly pulled out one of them.

Lu Ren stopped his movements and looked at the hardcover book You You was holding. His eyes moved slightly: "Ah, Wilde's "Nightingale and the Rose", that is a Chinese translation, you may not read it. Understand."

"It's okay, I can try to read, just practice my Chinese." You You sat back in position, "Doctor, have you read this book?"

"Well, fairy tales for adults. When I just graduated, I was very interested in these script stories. I remember that I also specially collected many different versions, including the English original." Lu Ren tried to recall the past. Some pictures have faded and blurred as if they had been erased.

"Where is the original English copy? Did you give it away?" You You asked in a low voice.

"I don't remember." Lu Ren was stunned by the question, "I bought something a long time ago, maybe it was lost during the end of the world."

You You hung his head and muttered something very quietly.

"What did you say?" Lu Ren couldn't hear it clearly.

You You shook his head and smiled, with his eyebrows drooping, and said nothing.

Lu Ren was a little strange. He looked at the young man sitting opposite, like he saw through the monitor screen for the first time, except that he got closer this time. The young man held the book quietly, slightly lowered. His head, the broken brown hair reveals a beautiful and smooth neckline, like those young students in the library who love poetry collections.

"Hey, what, what's going on?" Lu Ren's pupils shrank, and he saw the young man's eyes slowly slide with clear tears, "It's not necessary, why are you crying suddenly?"

"Sorry, doctor, I don't want to be like this...but this story is too touching." You You turned his face to the side and staggered his eyes. Although he was very depressed, he still couldn't help making a sobbing sound like a small animal.

Lu Ren was a little at a loss, he was not good at dealing with living people, especially the kind of crying nose. The reason is simple, because Lu Ren has never cried for anything since he was a child. Whether in the orphanage or in the occupied area, whether it was accidentally entering university or falling into a desperate situation, he lived through an extremely ordinary mentality, and he has never experienced a real ups and downs in his emotions.

This should be regarded as a kind of mental illness. Lu Ren also thought about various cures, but in the last five years, he became a zombie, and his spiritual world became more cold and closed because of this.

It stands to reason that Lu Ren can imitate the joys, anger, sorrow and joy of ordinary people, and learn the ways of ordinary people, but can never empathize with ordinary people.

However, he seems a little different today—

He hadn't touched anything in the past. This time he looked at the young man with red eyes, and he felt strange in his heart somehow, as if being squeezed by something a little uncomfortable.

Lu Ren's hand gently rested on the towel with Doraemon printed on it, and touched the young man's head uncomfortably across the towel: "Okay, don't cry, don't be sentimental."

"I am very sad."

"Then go to sleep."

Lu Ren felt that his comforting words were terrible, and he couldn't help it. After all, how can a person without sadness guide the secret to becoming happy.

Lu Ren only knew that sleeping was a panacea for him. When he was depressed and bored, he would empty his mind and fall into a deep sleep. Just like choosing to restart the computer, whether it is a blue screen or a crash, as long as you press and hold the power to restart, most of the problems can be solved by this simple method.

He patted the young man's head, led the person to the bedroom, and slowly dried his short brown hair with a towel, and You You's mood calmed down.

"Doctor, I'm sorry, things in the supermarket." The young man lay on the bed, his face pressed against the pillow and a muffled voice came.

"Forget about it, I shouldn't just shake my face and leave." Lu Ren exhaled. He was lazy, not a vengeful character.

"Has the doctor always been so gentle?"

"Except you, no one has ever used this word to describe me."

"That means, the doctor is only gentle with me?"

"I think you think too much." Lu Ren said. He believes that his attitude towards everyone is tepid, and sometimes he does some good things that are effortless and helpful, but it doesn't mean much. Many people in the world are like this, and he feels that especially You have a certain misunderstanding of the definition of gentleness.

The bedroom was quiet and silent, and Yuyou didn't talk to each other this time.

Lu Ren was a little unaccustomed to looking down, and found that You You curled up sideways, with long eyelashes down, and a faint smile on his face. It seemed that he not only fell asleep peacefully, but also had good dreams.

"I fell asleep like this the first time I went to a strange place. Wouldn't it be too much?" Thinking of the hot weather now, Lu Ren turned on the air conditioner he never used, and covered You with a thin layer of quilt. You's body.