Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

After several tossings and turns, it is considered to be back to this place.

When I was hugged by Chen Ming on the plane and looked at the familiar magnificent wall that gradually enlarged below, I was particularly calm.

People will eventually live a little insensitive,

It is not hypocritical to say that something has frozen one's heart, but a habit.

These two words seem extremely simple, and they are also exceptionally agile, but to form a habit, the process must be tempered.

Yaqi was very close to Yangyang, and both of them stopped talking to me along the way. Yaqi looked at me with suspicion and suspicion.

Yang Yang would stare at Chen Ming for a while only occasionally, and there was no other sign. He still looked like a foolish man, but he just stopped talking to me.

The plane slowly landed on the tarmac below.

There are no people who welcome the expectation, only the personnel commanding the aircraft on the tarmac are dealing with their own affairs from far and near.

When the plane crashed and landed, the few people brought by Chen Ming got off the plane one after another. When Chen Ming circled me and was about to leave, I held him and watched Yaqi and Yang Yang say to Chen Ming, "I have something to say. Talk to them. ’

Chen Ming nodded, and jumped off the plane with a behest.

Except for the moment when I was rescued from the walking corpse, he was always calm.

Even in the face of loss, people seem to be numb and get used to it.

Chen Ming seems to have gotten used to it too, facing the loss time after time with fear and fear, and finally losing and regaining it.

Turning to look at Yaqi, she asked without waiting for me to speak: "He Mo, who is that person?"

"My child's father."

"You haven't told me your identity."

"In the situation at the time, the identity shouldn't matter anymore. The only thing we need to face is the survival of the two of us."

Akie looked at me steadily, the scar on her face still looked gentle.

I can't feel any ill will from her.

A few seconds later, Yaqi asked: "He Mo, are you a bad guy?"

I shook my head: "No."

She nodded: "Okay, thank you for bringing me and Yangyang here."

I couldn’t believe that Akei had chosen to trust me again so easily, she was a little speechless for a while,

Yangyang grinned and smiled cutely: "Sister, you look so ugly, your husband is a little better than me."

I also laughed and breathed a sigh of relief: "You look good, you look the best, no one looks as good as you."

After finishing this sentence, Chen Ming came in from the outside and called me: "Be silent, let's go."

I busily nodded to Chen Ming, and then held Yangyang and Yaqi from left to right: "Let's go! Here we don't have to worry about meeting a walking corpse again."

Yaqi laughed and didn't say a word. Sheep followed us and jumped off the plane, looking curiously at all the things around him that made him feel very familiar but very strange.

After sitting in the car, Yaqi and Yangyang exclaimed.

Unlike us, they were wandering in the true sense from the day of the end to the present, facing the **** outside for a few years, and probably never thought that there were people in the world still living and working in peace and contentment.

Yaqi grabbed me and looked at the people coming and going: "Am I dreaming? There are so many people."

I took her hand: "There are only a few people here, and there are so many people passing through the street. The center area has been stuck in traffic all day long."

Sheep said: "How big is this place?!"

"Very big." I said, "enough enough people to survive here."

Next, a building, a group of people, a baby, a pet dog, and a traffic light can make them forget-self.

Human beings are social animals, and they always need support and communication between each other to build a society that can be connected to each other.

They had been away for too long, and they must have mixed feelings besides excitement when they came back.

Seeing them in a trance, I asked Chen Ming, who was driving, "Shall we go home?"

Chen Ming heard the words and said, "Well, go home."

I hesitated for a while, and then hesitated to ask Chen Ming: ‘Where is Xu Yiwen? Where did he go? "

Chen Ming glanced at me in the rearview mirror. He was obviously confused about this question: "He is at home."

"Home?!" There was a sudden shock in my heart, and I increased the volume and shouted: "He is at my door?!"

Yaqi and Yangyang, who had been talking, were taken aback by my shouting, and both of them looked at me suspiciously when they turned back.

The carriage suddenly became quiet.

Knowing that it is not suitable to talk about this now, I apologized to Yaqi and Yang Yang and leaned back on the seat and looked out the window and stopped talking.

how come? Why did Chen Ming let Xu Yiwen stay at home?

Doesn't he know that Xu Yiwen cheated me away, that's why I was thrown into such a place?

Thousands of doubts seemed to be squeezed into my heart for an instant, none of which can make me think clearly.

The car was in a fast situation, and there were still people under martial law on the road, but there were a lot fewer than the day I was taken away.

Team C has a lot less people, but the number of opponents has not decreased.

So along the way, I always feel that most of this shelter has been ruled by new leaders.

But because our car was never stopped, even though we were very confused, we didn’t ask any questions.

When I got to the gate of the community, Chen Ming stopped the car, Yangyang Yaqi got out of the car with me, and when Chen Ming came, I asked Chen Ming in a low voice, "I have been walking in the shelter these days. Has something serious happened? Why do you always feel the atmosphere is weird?"

Chen Ming took off the coat left by Xu Yiwen on my body, threw it into the car, took a blanket and wrapped it around me and said, "Let's go home first."

Hearing what he said, not only did I not feel relieved, on the contrary, there was a groan in my heart. Chen Ming did not deny what I said, which means that something really happened.

And... it must be a bad thing.

When I entered the yard, I noticed that the security guards still knew each other, and the guards in front of the door were still there.

None of the four spoke, and soon came not far from the front of the house.

I stopped, my eyes stunned when I looked ahead.

A rocking chair was placed under the tree beside the road in front of the house in front of him. Dad was lying on it with reading glasses on his face. The book in his hand fell to one side and he fell asleep.

Beside him, holding a book for children reading books every year, it looks like it is, sunlight projected from the top of the tree onto the book, printing a few mottled spots.

Year after year, he stretched out a little finger and gently drew a dotted line along the shadow cast on the book.

The picture is quiet and intoxicating.

Yuan couldn't bear to disturb him in the past, but Chen Ming was a person of incomprehension.

With a wooden face, he walked past them in two steps.

My dad was awakened by the footsteps of Chen Ming passing by. He opened his eyes and was a little confused, but when he was rubbing his eyes and turning to my side, he was stunned.

The hand rubbing his eyes paused.

"Silent...?" He hesitated and called out my name, as if he couldn't believe it: "Silent?!!!"

"Father..." I narrowed my mouth, my eyes were red in an instant, and my nose was sour.

Suddenly, it seemed that there were thousands of grievances pouring out. I couldn't say those grievances, but I just wanted to cry.

There are too many things, too many things, big and small, and I feel aggrieved and can't say it.

Then my father and I did not have time to continue to feel sad, and a group of people rushing out of the house surrounded me with noisy voices.

I was so dizzy that Chen Ming, Yang Yang, and Yaqi were squeezed to the outside of the crowd.

Xiao Yu and Da Bai banged against my back, banging banging, shouting that they were not dead, and the filming sounded loudly.

Before I couldn't bear to raise my hand to surrender, I saw Xu Yiwen in the crowd.

He met my eyes, his eyes were clear, without the slightest trance.

For a moment, I even wondered if the person who took me away that day was him.

Soon my mother came out holding the crying key.

The moment I saw the key, all my anxiety and doubts were wiped away. My heart melted in an instant, and I hurried forward to pick her up. My soft body was simply not good enough for people to love.

After kissing her arms, face, and neck for a long time, Key cried even harder.

Without the slightest joy of her mother coming back, she was as heartbroken as a dead mother.

I am very heartbroken.

After finally waiting for a group of people to calm down, I went back to the room to take a shower and changed my clothes. After being pushed to the bed by Chen Ming, it was already very late.

After eating, Yaqi and Yangyang put on clean clothes and took a bath.

My mother made a special dinner for the three of us, probably because I thought it must have not been delicious for so long, so I specially nourished our stomachs.

The three of us devoured a large bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and Chen Ming was so patient that people could not continue to sit quietly next to me and watch me eat.

Chen Mo, the little white-eyed wolf, has been sleeping since I came back. He woke up for a while, drank a pot of milk powder and turned his head and fell asleep again. I wanted to wake him up and kiss him, but he was slapped and slapped by my mother. The back of his head went up.

The key is still filial. I haven’t seen me for a few days. It’s not a bad temper. It’s still good in my arms. With a small fist clenched, I stuffed a finger in, and she ah ah ooh opened her small mouth and clenched mine tightly. finger.

When he was in love with the key and didn't know why, he raised his head and saw Yang Yang and Yaqi sitting in a chair at a loss.

My expression paused, I handed the baby to Chen Ming, let him hug it for a while, I got up and walked towards Yangyang and Yaqi.

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