This is apocalyptic

Chapter 224 223: A little thirsty
Maybe this is the meaning of life. As long as you are alive, you can always find pleasant things and enjoy the joy of being alive.

When you die, there is nothing.

It is a pleasure to eat meat, to drink sugar water, to lick honey, and to be squeezed juice by zombies is also a pleasure.

Including going out to pick up trash, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, or even just sitting quietly in front of the window watching the zombies outside, you can feel that kind of satisfaction.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Lin Duoduo's forehead. She stretched one bare leg out of the quilt to cool off. She felt hot.

The zombie didn't like her opening the blanket, because it would make the smell he liked escape. When the human stretched out his legs, he would lick the human's legs, licking the sweat off them. After the human had enjoyed himself, it was his turn to enjoy himself. His enjoyment was based on the human's pleasure, like a human-shaped sachet, but it needed to be done manually.

Bai Xiao had only tasted half of the bare leg, and the human, who had gradually calmed down, couldn't help but twist his body again. The sweet smell that had just dissipated showed signs of reappearing.

"No more." She pleaded in a low voice.

Bai Xiao didn't care about her and suppressed Lin Duoduo with one hand.

Until her arms tightly hugged the zombie and kept shaking slightly, then it was the zombie's turn to enjoy.

Happiness is mutual. The happier humans are, the sweeter the smell. Humans cannot fake this.

Lin Duoduo didn't dare to stretch her legs any further. She wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, closed her eyes, and let the zombies behind her sniff her body.

The moonlight is quiet.

There are sporadic chirping of insects outside the window, and occasionally the croaking of frogs.

And the occasional whimper of the little monster.

"It smells so good?" Her breath wasn't yet calm and she was too lazy to move. The breath of the zombies made her neck itchy.

"Yes."

Bai Xiao was like a twenty-year-old smoker who was smoking his first cigarette after holding it in for half a month, or like Carlos' last puff in the tanker truck. Only he knew how sweet the smell of this human was at this moment.

This shit virus probably changed his olfactory nerves, not only his sense of smell, but also his hearing, including his sleep...

Zombies are touching the world in another way.

If he could bite Lin Duoduo at this time, he couldn't imagine how wonderful it would be.

"Or I'll put my pants in your pocket and you can keep smelling it." Lin Duoduo suddenly said.

"...You're such a fucking pervert." The zombie was speechless for a long while.

"I thought you would be happy."

The human was seriously considering it and didn't understand why the zombie would refuse. Since he was so happy, it was not impossible to give it to him.

"The source is not there." said the zombie.

“The source… isn’t there?” She was also surprised by this.

"Yes."

He wanted to find the source, but he couldn't find it. It wasn't 'there', so he said, "It's not there."

Bai Xiao was a little embarrassed. "There is no source. It's just kept in the quilt for a little longer... The real source should be your condition, the pheromones when you are in heat. At that time, whether it's sweating or anything else, it carries rich pheromones."

Lin Duoduo wrapped herself in the quilt blankly. She didn't understand, but she understood.

Zombies can only use freshly squeezed ones.

"Is there any information now?" she asked.

"One more thing." said the zombie.

"That's it, I won't come tonight." Two times was her limit.

After a while, the zombie said it was okay, and she lifted the quilt, leaving one leg outside. This way she would be cool and would not catch a cold.

She turned over and snuggled in the zombie's arms, letting him touch her hair. Lin Duoduo didn't want to sleep for a moment, so she just patted the zombie's back gently.

"Have you ever relaxed yourself?"

"Of course not." She said, and then paused and said, "I used to pinch the quilt occasionally."

"how long ago?"

"Look at the water."

"It's called Water Margin, and the one you read is not Water Margin, although they both have Wu Song in them."

"Whatever, it's all the same." She didn't care what it was called.

"Will the old book you hid in the mountain village be discovered?" asked the zombie.

"So what if I find out?"

"That's right...there is no social death in the apocalypse."

The clouds in the sky dispersed, and a few rays of bright moonlight leaked in through the window.

The moon is as cold as water.

After the winter month, people were not so easily sleepy, and the two of them talked quietly at night.

"What's your most exciting and bold idea?" the zombie suddenly asked while touching her hair.

"What about you?" Lin Duoduo asked back.

"Well... turn you into a zombie and tie you up in the house with an iron chain. When needed, pick you up and play with you. Feed you meat every day so you don't lose weight that quickly. It should be able to last for many years." Bai Xiao said, "Make you a zombie sex slave and tie you up."

Lin Duoduo tightened her grip on him and held her breath, as if she was imagining being tied up in the room by him.

"What about yours? I thought it was tied up by me?" Bai Xiao asked.

Lin Duoduo paused for a moment and said, "Having sex in a house full of zombies."

"Not perverted enough. I thought you would be more perverted than zombies." Bai Xiao said.

"Having sex with zombies in a house surrounded by zombies." Lin Duoduo's breathing was a little disordered.

"It's too perverted." Bai Xiao said.

The shadows of the trees outside were swaying, and the branches looked like the arms of a demon, appearing pale in the moonlight.

The wind blew, passing through the rows of dilapidated buildings, passing through the lush vegetation, carrying the fragrance of the vegetation, passing through the group of zombies, and there were monsters moving around in the city in the dark night.

She was twenty-three years old that year, lying on a bed with zombies. She had no expectations for the future, but she cherished the present.

Maybe she died many years ago, leaving behind her body still struggling in this world, but later she came back to life because a zombie traveled thousands of miles to find a shelter, wanting to keep her alive.

"I'm a little thirsty." Lin Duoduo said in a low voice.

Bai Xiao stood up and took the cup of water, helped her sit up and drink. The water was neither cold nor hot, but rather warm. She finished the cup quickly. She leaned against the head of the bed and tilted her head. The bright moonlight outside came into her eyes, as if it had been washed by water.

A few years ago, under such starlight, she pulled the zombies on a tricycle all the way back to the village.

After finishing the water, she handed the cup to Bai Xiao and hooked his palm with her little finger.

"Still want to?" Bai Xiao paused.

"I don't want to think about it anymore." Lin Duoduo gathered her hair, leaned back, turned her head to look at the fresh and clean moonlight, and also looked at the outline of Bai Xiao in the darkness.

Seeing that she was not sleepy, Bai Xiao took the red wine he had brought back from the windowsill, poured two glasses and handed them to her. Lin Duoduo was no stranger to the taste of red wine, so she took a few sips.

There were shadows flying under the moon, like many small black dots, passing silently through the night sky. A few feathers fell from the dark sky, floating in the wind.

He looked out the window, at the receding shadow, then turned around and clinked glasses with Lin Duoduo.

The sound of water glasses clinking together was very clear in the dark night.

"Cheers to life."

"And respect this life which is doomed to die."

(End of this chapter)