This Wave of Zombies is No Good - Chapter 11
Zou Lang was changing his clothes on this side, while Yu Jingtang entered the bathroom. He frowned and pulled off the gauze around his waist, then roughly wiped it and washed his hair.
This body was still very young and had a strong recovery ability. Once it started to get better, given enough time, it would slowly heal.
When Yu Jingtang came out after changing his clothes, he saw Zou Lang lying on the bed. He had turned on the TV and was playing a game of his choice.
Zou Lang saw him, pressed the remote control to turn off the TV, and then leaned in. Unlike the bloody smell and medicinal smell on Yu Jingtang, he had the smell of a man, the smell of red wine, and the fresh scent of shower gel.
Just as Zou Lang was about to speak, Yu Jingtang blocked his mouth first, “Don’t talk. If you talk again, I will seal your mouth.”
Zou Lang raises an eyebrow, “Why?”
Yu Jingtang didn’t answer, but Zou Lang understood his expression, he found him annoying.
Fortunately, this sentence was just to scare him. Yu Jingtang didn’t take out the tape, but took out a military rope from his bag. Letting Zou Lang run away last night was a great humiliation in his life, he could never repeat the same mistake.
“Oh, I didn’t expect that you, Sir, have this kind of hobby.” Zou Lang said, but handed over one hand. “What if zombies suddenly come?”
“I will protect you until I die.” Yu Jingtang skillfully tied a knot, and then put the other end on his own hand, “When I die, you can chop off my hand and regain your freedom.”
After tying it up and turning off the light, Yu Jingtang didn’t forget to put the knife by the bed, as if threatening.
Behind him, Zou Lang snuggled up again and whispered to him, “Don’t be so tense.”
Yu Jingtang, who had originally closed his eyes, opened them again.
Zou Lang lifted their tied hands with a chuckle in his ear, and Yu Jingtang’s hand moved along.
“Is this part of the punishment? To me, it seems like part of the reward.”
“Get away…ugh…” Yu Jingtang just shouted, and the sound got stuck in his throat because Zou Lang’s hand suddenly touched his body. His other hand touched the wound through the gauze, staining the gauze with a little bit of bright red, and it bled again.
Yu Jingtang tensed his body and even made the worst plan. He really couldn’t figure out this second generation, not knowing what outrageous things he would do, but in the end, Zou Lang did nothing. This time, Yu Jingtang didn’t struggle, and the two people just leaned quietly together, listening to each other’s breathing, heartbeat, as if they were one.
In the dark, Zou Lang suddenly said, “If I die tomorrow, I want to tell you that I love you.”
Yu Jingtang sneered, “Young Master Zou’s love is really cheap, being able to pour out his heart to a person he has only seen for two days, I, a heartless person, can’t afford it.”
This was the longest sentence Yu Jingtang said in three days of meeting. And it was used to reject him.
Zou Lang didn’t care, the more frustrated, the more courageous he would be, keep on fighting in spite of all setbacks. The more Yu Jingtang was like this, the more it aroused his desire to conquer.
As long as he lived one more day, one minute, one second, he had not lost.
One day he would make the person in front of him belong to him, both in person and in heart.
“What if you die tomorrow, hmm? Don’t you have anything in particular that you want to do? Don’t you have any regrets in your heart? Didn’t have something you wanted to do before you died?” Zou Lang licked and sucked Yu Jingtang’s neck and planted a hickey.
“Yes, if I’m about to die right now, I want to see my mother again,” Yu Jingtang said softly. He stubbornly believed that seeing the most important person in his life before death was a kind of ritual. If he couldn’t see her, he, as stubborn as he was, felt that he couldn’t close his eyes.
Zou Lang somewhat understood his feelings and gently stroked his body. He wanted to understand his thoughts, wanted to know what he was thinking, wanted to open his heart.
He wanted to ask something else, but Yu Jingtang closed his eyes with fatigue.
In the dark night, two people lay on a bed, but they were thinking about completely different things.
Yu Jingtang was like ice, and Zou Lang was like fire.
Although they had just met, a person like Yu Jingtang, who was so cold, so handsome, so powerful, but at the same time so vulnerable, satisfied all of Zou Lang’s expectations. He wanted to have him, this desire almost drove him crazy. He tried hard to hug him with all his strength, wanting to warm him up.
But he forgot that fire would melt ice, and perhaps in the end, when he held it in his hand, he found it had turned into water.
Yu Jingtang deeply understood this, and also understood the gap between the two. In this city, these zombies, the situation between life and death blurred the difference in their identities. It gave Zou Lang the illusion of a beautiful love to yearn for, but one day, no, maybe soon, maybe next week, the action would end, and perhaps the two would never meet again.
Yu Jingtang could treat Zou Lang as a comrade-in-arms, he also coveted the comfort he gave him, he could give him his back, he could give him his life, but he could not give him his heart.
This person was too greedy, wanting too much.
Deep love was like the sea, but it couldn’t withstand the fleeting years, let alone in this turbulent end of the world.
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