When Yuan Yi stepped out of the tent, two drops of tears fell from the corner of his eyes …
Zhang Xiaoqiang felt guilty, he felt guilty towards Yuan Yi. He used to ignore Yuan Yi too much, because he saw her every day, he felt that as long as she was by his side, he didn't need her to do anything, he just needed to enjoy his life. Relatively speaking, he didn't care much about Yuan Yi, there were too many things that he needed to worry about.
At this moment, he found that he didn't need to worry anymore, the one who would really stay by his side, was Yuan Yi, the Yuan Yi that he kicked out of the bed, the Yuan Yi that he threw into the group of zombies, the Yuan Yi that he slapped, and the one who always stood behind him, even when he was asleep, Yuan Yi would still look at him.
Not long after Yuan Yi left, a figure with a warm fragrance flashed into the tent, the person seemed to see that Zhang Xiaoqiang was sleeping, she didn't say anything, she just gently walked to the bed and sat down, she didn't say anything for a long time.
"You're here?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's voice wasn't loud, in this quiet tent, it suddenly sounded, it made the figure sitting beside him unconsciously rubbed her feet, making a rustling sound on the ground.
Zhang Xiaoqiang laid on the bed, he didn't open his eyes, he knew that the person who came in was Qiaoyun, her warm fragrance was still fresh in his memory.
"I … heard from the doctor … your injury …"
"I know … I'm already crippled, I might not be able to stand up in the future …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang started to get irritated again, he interrupted Qiaoyun's words, his tone wasn't very calm.
Qiaoyun and Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't speak anymore, the narrow space of the tent returned to silence.
"You … what's your plan in the future?" Zhang Xiaoqiang's voice sounded again, breaking the silence.
"What?
What's your plan? "Shangguan Qiaoyun was confused. She didn't know what Zhang Xiaoqiang was trying to express to her.
"WH City isn't far from here. You can just find a boat to get there. It's easy to go alone. I'll tell Zhang Huai An to get him to prepare supplies and ammunition for you. If you don't want to go, you can go back to the base. I can get He Wen Bin to make arrangements for you …"
"Why … Why did you say that …"
Shangguan Qiaoyun, who had been speaking softly since she entered the room, became agitated. Her voice became much louder. Her husky, magnetic voice was filled with anxiety and panic. She spoke quickly with a slight tremble.
"Do you still remember?
Is this your first time in my room?
What did you say to me? "
This time, Zhang Xiaoqiang's voice was very soft, with a hint of reminiscence in it, as if the first time he met Qiaoyun was yesterday.
Her long, wavy, reflective hair was wrapped around her waist. Her perfect face was as lovely as a white lotus flower. Her pair of intelligent and deep eyes were like black pearls and larks. The pair of mysterious treasures on her perfect body was so tempting. Moreover, her slender and plump legs had almost made him unable to restrain the desire in his heart.
"I … I want to beg you to protect me …" Qiaoyun's voice dropped. She lowered her head and said with a bit of grievance, like a little girl who had been wronged. She looked at her own feet, but didn't look at Zhang Xiaoqiang who was lying on the side.
"It's not this sentence. It's, you wanted me to take you to Wuhan. After you begged for death, you said it. I still remember it …"
Qiaoyun suddenly raised her head. Her white, tender, and beautiful face was filled with a dense shock. The wine-red blush on her face was replaced by paleness. Her sparkling and translucent eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. Her small teeth that seemed to be carved out of white jade tightly bit her lips that were as red as rose petals.
"You … You want to drive me away?
I … What did I do wrong?
You … You tell me, what did I do wrong? I'll change, I'll definitely change, I'll listen to you, I promise … "
Qiaoyun pleaded in panic. She understood the meaning of Zhang Xiaoqiang's words. She was smart. She could understand the meaning of Zhang Xiaoqiang's words. Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to make a clean break with her.
"You didn't do anything wrong … You didn't do anything wrong. It's true. You're good. You've always been good …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang softly talked about all kinds of things about Qiaoyun. Her transformation, how many zombies she had killed, how she had protected the escape route of the hot spring, and also her performance in several battles. As he was talking, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly turned his head and looked at her. He said word by word, "You should know … I've become a cripple. I'm no longer the man who stood at the front fighting against the D3. I'm a man who can't even stand up. After I defecate in the future, I might even need someone to wipe my butt for me. Tell me, why do you still follow a cripple like me?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's words were like a sharp sword stabbing into Qiaoyun's heart. She clutched her chest and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in horror. She had never considered what Zhang Xiaoqiang had said. In her heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang had always been omnipotent. He was invincible. He was far beyond the limits of ordinary people. So many dangerous and desperate situations, but Zhang Xiaoqiang always led them out.
She didn't care too much about it. She didn't understand what a comminuted fracture and internal injury meant. Zhang Xiaoqiang was wearing a protective armor when he was hit. The spikes on the fish's head were spikes. The force of the fish's head was like a derailed train. Zhang Xiaoqiang was lucky to be alive.
After Zhang Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he felt a tightness in his chest. Even if he spoke more, his body would react. This made him even more irritated. He simply ignored Qiaoyun and just stared at the top of the tent in a daze.
Shangguan Qiao Yun did not speak anymore, she sat at the side of the bed and lowered her head to stare at her feet that were pressed together. Her hair was tied up in a high bun, revealing her beautiful and slender neck, making her look like a quiet virgin in deep thought.
Her expression was extremely complicated. Her eyes flashed with hesitation. She bit her lips with her slender and elegant eyebrows slightly furrowed. Her left hand held the index finger of her right hand and kept rubbing it. The strength of the rubbing was sometimes light and sometimes heavy. Her heart was also entangled. Entangled in the choice she was about to make, the choice about her life.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was crippled, which meant that in the future, Zhang Xiaoqiang would slowly fade out of everyone's sight. Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted her to make a choice. One choice was for He Wen Bin to give her an identity, or a position in the base. With her skills and ability, she would definitely become the base's trump card. Naturally, her position would not be low. Then, since Zhang Xiaoqiang said that, it meant that he, Zhang Xiaoqiang, would definitely leave.
That also meant that Zhang Xiaoqiang would not have many subordinates in the future. After all, everyone had their own selfish motives. Even she had her own, what more others?
He Wen Bin, San Zi, and Old Frank were no longer the small figures in the chicken farm. They had all become leaders with authority. Maybe they would obey Zhang Xiaoqiang at the start, but after a period of time, when they realised that Zhang Xiaoqiang was no longer the Zhang Xiaoqiang that they feared, would they still obey?
Zhang Xiaoqiang's decision was right. Rather than falling out with him in the future, it was better to leave early. If Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to leave, would she really have to follow him and leave to live the rest of her life in a desolate place?
Shangguan Qiaoyun's heart was in a mess. It was not easy for her to have a set of skills. With her skills, she would definitely be able to live a good life in the apocalypse, better than most people. Women always liked to show off. To have such skills but to hide in the wild, to live quietly. Until they grow old and die, no one would know that there was a woman called Shangguan Qiaoyun with such skills.