On the fourth day of chaos, my panic appeared slowly.

I locked myself in the room for a whole day and night.

The gate of the small courtyard downstairs was already tightly twisted by me with iron wire.

I tried every means to comfort myself and try to calm myself down.

...

At least, I am still in a relatively safe space at this moment.

At least, I still have plenty of food.

At least, neither electricity nor gas have been cut off.

At least, the military is still trying to control the situation.

At least, Yangyang is still fine.

Yes! Yangyang.

My brother's face suddenly appeared in my mind, damn it! As my sister, how could I hide alone? I left him alone, who was still underage?

I thank my parents for bringing him to this world. Since I saw Yangyang's pink face in the hospital when I was seven years old, he has become the center of my life.

My parents can't even understand my love for him.

I don’t know why. I mentioned it to my friends before, and the explanation given by my friends is that I have serious brother-in-law.

(In fact, people with siblings at home will have more or less plots in this regard, but some people do not show it clearly or cannot find it themselves.)

When you open the bedroom door, there are only slight sounds made by the TV in the living room.

"Yang Yang?" Is it in his room?

I quickly opened the door of his room, but...

There was no one at all!

"Yangyang?! Where are you?" I quickly searched all the rooms of all sizes in my house.

I even looked inside the refrigerator nervously.

Finally, I came to a conclusion that almost broke me.

Yang Yang left the house, he was outside, there were zombies that were eating people outside...

The moment this conclusion appeared, I felt thoroughly that the end of the world was really coming, if Yang Yang met him outside...

That's what happened to me.

Damn it! How could I be so careless?

He ran to the balcony with a trembling body and could clearly see the wire on the courtyard door being thrown on the ground, and the door was just a vague cover.

Countless questions flashed through my mind.

When did he go out? Why did he go out? There was enough things at home.

But now I think this is obviously unnecessary. The most important thing now is to make Yangyang come back safely. His mind is in a mess.

I forced myself to calm down, but I couldn't really calm myself down no matter what.

Yes, I have to go out to find him.

As soon as the idea was established, I took action immediately.

Quickly change into your upper body clothes and sneakers, grab the dagger and stuff it into your pocket behind your pants.

He brought another kitchen knife that he had taken back from the convenience store. He immediately opened the door and rushed out.

I didn't care anymore, almost ran out of the yard and looked around.

But there is no one around!

A roar came faintly from the distance, as if it was from the road ahead.

I seemed to think of something, and a layer of cold sweat immediately emerged from my body. I held the knife tightly and rushed quickly in the direction where the sound came. Those things would not scream for no reason.

I couldn't help but be afraid of the situation now. I bit my tongue hard and tried to concentrate.

The road is very wide and you can see the distance at a glance.

When I saw what was happening not far away, I felt that my mind was about to explode!

In the distance, my poor brother was being chased by more than a dozen zombies.

There seems to be a child next to him.

After a closer look, he pulled a little girl of seven or eight years old tightly, and it was obvious that it was very difficult to escape.

My nose immediately became sore! Without thinking too much, I rushed over with my kitchen knife tightly!

The zombies focused on chasing the "Yangyang Feast" in front of them, but no one noticed me behind them.

To be honest, kitchen knives are much more useful than daggers, and cutting off their rotten heads is very simple.

One knife.

Some zombies' heads were cut into two pieces from the middle, and my brain splashed all over.

After killing five or six in a row, the remaining things finally discovered me.

The dirty throat made a nauseous sound.

"Yangyang, escape quickly! Go around the other side of the road and go home! Hurry!!!" I almost screamed, for fear that he would miss a word.

The zombies were attracted by the sound and all walked towards me.

I didn't have time to be afraid, so I had to keep retreating, while observing whether Yangyang was safe.

Yang Yang pulled the little girl and still ran around the other side towards the direction of home.

I seemed to hear his crying, and he was calling his sister. His voice was mixed with panic and fear.

"You damn things!!" I shouted angrily, my body was no longer controlled by the brain, and I lost my mind in the killing.

People always need to find the source of sin to vent their inner dissatisfaction.

I think I must be crazy.

Looking at the corpse in front of me.

I feel like I'm about to lose my virginity.

The fearful feeling surged up and I started to tremble again.

Almost all of his body, including his face, were covered with black and smelly blood and brain plasma.

It was a sticky layer, and the skin was clamoring for disgust through the clothes.

At this moment, even if a walking zombie appears again, I no longer have the strength to raise the knife in my hand again.

Footsteps came from behind...

And... are there any zombies?

Then I'm sure I'm done.

Where will it bite me first? Neck, Arms, or Shoulders?

I trembled and barely supported myself to look back.

A clean face, a clean clothes, a long knife with blood.

It's a living person.

The eyes suddenly turned black...

I seemed to have fallen into endless hell.

There is only hopeless darkness there.

...

"Sister, sister... sister, wake up." I seemed to hear Yang Yang's voice from afar.

"Auntie, why did she sleep for so long?"

Who made this tender voice?

I slowly opened my eyes... the familiar ceiling was my bedroom. The clothes I had also changed.

When my eyes touched Yang Yang's face, my tears fell instantly.

He used all his strength to hug him.

Thank God, thank God, you are fine.

Yangyang can stay by my side safely, he can still speak, call me sister, tears flowing big, and in an instant, all kinds of complex emotions surge into my mind, my throat was so sore that I couldn't say it

One sentence.

"Sister...you're going to suffocate me to death."
To be continued...