Chapter 146 (1/2)

No matter what you do now, some things can never be retrieved, and it is impossible to turn back. Depression needs to be vented. When she was very young, her mother told herself to study hard. When she grew up, she would be satisfied to be a capable person and live her life safely.

Lu Ziming always followed his mother's words and silently told himself that when he grew up, he must let his parents live a good life and never suffer again.

But all this disappeared. I cried secretly and swore in front of my parents' grave that I would not disappoint them.

Standing in front of their parents' graves outside the village, everything has changed. It is impossible to realize the original promise. If they are still alive, will their parents sigh?

He can't hear his parents whispering in his ears. In his mind, his parents are still so kind. Everything has changed. Will his parents blame him for not studying well? I can't change anything, only bear it silently.

”Dong, Dong, Dong”, kneeling in front of the grave, the mountain wind blew through the weeds at the head of the grave, looking at the towering mountains, tears swirled in his eyes again, but he didn't dare to cry for fear that his parents would see his weakness.

”Dad, mom, are you all right? My son came back to see you,... The world has changed. Have you seen it?...... What should I do? I'm so tired!...”

I don't know how long later, I remembered Wang Zhao's voice: ”Lu Ziming, it's getting late.”.

”Don't worry about me...!” the words came to his mouth and swallowed them back.

”Xiao Zhi, live well, you are the hope of home *”, Lu Ziming's mother's nagging voice in his ear. There is hope only when you live. What's the meaning of living without hope? Live! Every minute and every second is fighting against fate. Although it's just a simple life, it can make you feel your mother's expectations.

Wiped away his tears, he was as calm as before. Lu Ziming had long forgotten what joy was and what pain was. Even when he was holding the notice of key high school, he stood in front of his parents' grave and knew that his parents could no longer laugh with him and share joy with him. Since then, he has changed.

”Come on! Let's go into the village.”

As soon as he reached the gate of the stockade, a zombie rushed out of the nearby wooden house and appeared in front of Lu Ziming with the smell of death.

Familiar figures and fuzzy faces, in a moment, he saw a deja vu scene. After being stunned, Lu Ziming instinctively stretched out his hand and grabbed the Zombie's neck. As long as he worked hard, all this could end.

But I can't make it up at all. This is a place I'm familiar with. The zombie in front of me once held me, played with me, went hunting together, and distributed the best food to myself, but now I don't know it.

Is that what you want to see? Lu Ziming stared blankly at the zombie in front of him. The zombie waved his arms and shook his smelly arms in front of him, but he couldn't do it.

Lu Ziming felt a burst of weakness. His arms were trembling and shaky. His voice was like a zombie. ”Why? Is all this true?”

Time is running away minute by minute. The strength of the arm seems to be drained at once. It is stiff and unconscious. Time seems to be frozen. I want to hear the once familiar call.