Chapter 2177： Mr. Zombie (36) (1/2)
Beichi shook his head and looked lifeless.
Chuzhen reached out and hugged him, ”What's wrong?”
Beichi raised his finger and held a bouquet of flowers: ”Dead ...”
”Of course it will die. It will die when it is removed.”
Beichi seemed to understand, and his head went lower: ”I don't want to ... it's dead.”
”why?”
”Just ... don't want to.”
”...” That's all dead. What can I do?
Chuzhen didn't say this, she accompanied Beichi on the windowsill.
Since the flower withered, Beichi's mood has not been very good. Chuzhen went outside to look for the kind of flower that Beichi brought back, but he couldn't find it for a long time.
”Where did Beichi get the flowers from that day?” Chuzhen held up and asked.
”... I don't know.” Spread openly dazed, wasn't he with the big guy that day? How did you know where Beichi's flowers came from?
”Go ask.”
”...”
Who do I ask?
Opening his heart down, he couldn't understand what the zombies said.
But the big guy has to know that it can only be braced to open it.
I didn't expect that a zombie really knew it and showed him the way.
The flower grew in a dark place on the back of the building, with a small patch, mostly in the form of buds.
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Beichi sat in a daze on his chair and didn't notice anyone coming in the room.
”Beijing.”
Beichi's eyes turned twice, and the focal length fell on the person in front of him.
He held out his hand. ”Hug.”
Chuzheng stepped forward and embraced him: ”Give you a gift.”
”Well?”
Beichi looked up at her, and her facial features, which had been restored to normal complexion, became more and more amazing, as if it were a flourishing beauty that can only be seen in the unreal.
The grayness in his eyes faded, leaving nothing but clarity and ignorance.
A few samples were taken before Chuzheng and sent to the laboratory. The conclusion given there was that the virus was still there, but it seemed to be able to coexist with him and continue to repair his body.
This situation excites the laboratory and asked where the samples of Chuzheng came from.
Chuzheng was unwilling to send Beichi to the laboratory to study for them, and naturally said nothing.
Chu Zheng rubbed Mr. Zombie's head, took a flower pot from the back, and placed it in front of him.
Beichi blinked: ”Live ... Live!”
The next second, he flattened his mouth again and muffled: ”No, this ... is not ... mine.” This is not his case.
”It's the same as your flower.” Chuzhen bent down, flush with his sight: ”Don't you like it?”
”I ... want ... mine.” Beichi reiterated the word ‘my’, he only needed his bouquet, nothing else.
”...”
I'm struggling to get it for you, don't you?
Chuzheng held the table and threatened coldly: ”This flower is entrusted to you, and if I die, I will kill you.”
Beichi's eyes widened slightly, looking at Chuzhen unbelievably.
After Chu Zheng threatened, she crouched down again, holding Beichi's hands.
”Beichi, I belong to you.” She said quietly: ”So this flower is also your right?”
Beichi hesitated: ”You ... mine?”
”Ok.”
Beichi nodded for a while: ”Mine, mine ...”
”So, do you like it?”