"Generally, the infection died within 24 hours. Are you sure you didn't bite with too much enthusiasm?"
Sinan sat behind the door with his arms on his knees and shook his head.
What else did Zhou Rong want to say? The doctor put down the thermometer and said, "your man has a fever, Captain Zhou. Thirty-seven degrees nine, the initial symptoms of infection should be isolated immediately."
Everyone around changed color. Not far away, people stepped back one after another. The Hum swept the crowd like electric flowers: "He was infected..." "Will it become a monster?" "Go, stay away!"
A man was bold and shouted, "Get him out of here! Here are all civilians. What if he bites people?!"
As the harmony became louder, Yan Hao said angrily, "he is not infected! Otherwise, the road will have already changed! There are all zombies outside. Where can he go?"
Whispering around: "The soldier is horizontal..."
Yes!..."
Zhou Rong squatted in front of Si Nan, suddenly stretched out his hand and forcibly pulled up his chin.
Sinan's skin color is quite different from that of Asians. His lips are cracked and slightly tired. When his eyes are slightly lowered, he looks like his mother, which is in sharp contrast to Zhou Rong's hand full of gun cocoons and strong muscles and bones.
Zhou Rong looked at him coldly for a moment and suddenly got up and said, "put him in the warehouse office and keep watching."
The doctor disapproved: "Captain Zhou..."
Zhou Rong said, "I am responsible for my people."
The warehouse office is a small single room separated by plywood, five square meters in size. Before the outbreak of the virus, it was the place where the duty officer rotated. The thin hollow wooden door was equipped with old-fashioned spring locks, and there was an iron bolt inside.
Sinan sat in the corner with his back against the wall, one hand on his bent knee. After a while, Zhou Rong pushed the door and closed the door, blocking the following Yan Hao and spring grass outside.
"Here."
Sinan raised his eyes, and in front of him was a dried meat floss bread.
"I took it in the warehouse, eat it."
Sinan looked at it for a few seconds without any movement before he turned his face.
"Why, it's just a long time to shut you down, and you are on a hunger strike by looking good?" Zhou Rong hummed, "I tell you, the last thing my brother can do in his life is to cherish the jade, and the best thing he can do is to destroy the flowers. When I was trained, what Omega pheromone, beauty spy color | Seduction took turns. Later, the airborne Captain, Yan Hao, took the lead and was beaten to death by Lao Zi three times a day... Eat the food, don't think I dare not be hard."
When they looked at each other for a moment, Si Nan finally told the truth:
... Limited supplies, don't waste it."
Zhou Rong showed an undisguised ridicule and threw the bread into Si Nan's arms and said:
"Girl, how can you be as melodramatic as Omega."
Si Nan: ...
Zhou Rong clapped his hands and turned away.
·
It was over night, and soon there was a sound of people walking around and distributing food outside the door.
Si Nan thought for a long time and ate the bread. Food soothed nerves. He leaned against the corner of the wall and fell asleep unconsciously. His consciousness drifted away in consciousness and haze, as if crossing thousands of miles of wet and cold wind, watching the Earth overturning in the fire of war.
He seemed to return to his very young age, the heavy gate of the Manor opened slowly in front of him, the crystal chandelier was bright and bright, and the hand-woven blanket was heavy and complicated, straight up to the top along the marble spiral escalator. A boy in black formal clothes held his arm and leaned against the armrest at the bottom of the stairs. He looked at him for a while and suddenly said, "You are so ugly."
He felt his nails deep into his palm and wanted to step back and leave, but he couldn't even turn around in his dream.
The boy jumped down the stairs and came to the front in three steps and two steps. Suddenly he stretched out his hand and grabbed his hair, forcing him to look up at himself:
"From now on, I will be your brother, understand?"
Sinan's chest was undulating, and he felt that the sour air flow cut the trachea repeatedly and wanted to hit someone severely with a fist. However, in his dream, he suddenly became very young and even tried his best to reach it. He could only watch the high-headed face and the blue eyes full of sarcasm.
I will beat you... He thought.
One day, I will beat you severely at my feet...
In a moment, the camera changed, and the memory passed away like a cursive View. The boy's hateful face gradually matured and turned into surprise and confusion in another picture, and he was immediately punched back to fall.
Bang!
The noise receded like a tide. He picked up the collar of the man and saw blood flowing from the corners of his nasal cavity and mouth. Those blue eyes that had been staring at him all the time for many years turned into the dark gray of rain and haze:
... You have been trying to beat me for a long time, haven't you?..."
Yes.
All the time.
But he didn't answer. Instead, he took a right hook, which was heavy and clean. The crack of nose bridge spread from the fingers. Until a long time later, he could clearly recall the pleasant touch.
...
As night fell, Si Nan had a fever.
In a trance, he felt that his body was very hot, as if he was in the warm and nihilistic deep sea, floating and suddenly stepping on the bottom. Footsteps came and went. Disputes and quarrels were piling up one after another. I couldn't tell who's voice was sharp: "You must send him away. He may change at any time!"
"Your life as a soldier is valuable, should we take risks?!"
"What should I do? He has been infected. We are all finished..."
The sound of pushing and shoving was close from far away, and suddenly went away from my ears, just like a hazy sound across the water. I don't know how long it took, suddenly some steps stopped beside him, then squatted down and covered him with thick clothes.
Si Nan struggled uncomfortably, but the man wrapped him tightly, even without letting go of the neck seam.
"It is normal to get sick and tired." That humanity, "Beta Constitution is not good, I'm afraid I can't stand it if I burn it like this."
Brother Rong..."
The man stood up and whispered, "Give me the car key and I'll go out."
When he woke up again from his coma, Si Nan felt that someone was stuffing something into his mouth. He barely opened his eyes and couldn't see his fingers around him. After a few seconds, he barely saw the light in the crack of the door.
"Drink some water," Zhou Rong said, adding a military kettle to him.
Sinan swallowed the water and felt his mouth full of bitterness. In response, it was the tablet that was hard into his teeth just now: "... You..."
"Antipyretic medicine."
... Where did you get the antipyretic?
Zhou Rong took off his coat and threw it on the ground. He sat down and squeezed into the same corner with him without avoiding any suspicion. He scolded in a low voice: "I said you are stupid or stupid. Go to the pharmacy to find something to eat. Don't you know if you can search for some common medicines? OK, I have a fever, which made me drive back and forth for 20 kilometers in the middle of the night. It almost didn't become the night snack of hundreds of zombies on the street. If it weren't for your good looks..."
Si Nan coughed in a muffled voice and said hoarse, "Thank you for saving you during the day."
Zhou Rong stopped talking immediately.
Si Nan regained a little spirit. He just wanted to say a few words and suddenly smelled a strong smell of corrupt blood coming from his feet-it was Zhou Rong's coat just dropped on the ground.
He stretched out his hand and felt the cloth was full of sticky damp.
In the darkness, only the deep breath of each other was heard. For a while, Si Nan whispered, "... Thank you."
Zhou Rong said, "You're welcome."
With a light sound of lighter, Zhou Rong leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, spewing out a relaxing white mist. He smiled and asked, "Did you dream just now? Listening to you muttering, it's like swearing."
...
"Homesick?" Zhou Rong asked casually.
Sinan shook his head.
"What did you do in the past? It depends on your good skill, private bodyguard or police?"
Si Nan shook his head again and did not answer.
"Don't be so nervous, relax and have a chat. If you don't have a fever or a real infection, you will die later. Brother is the one who can finally entrust your will." Zhou Rong squeezed him with his shoulder and joked, "Are you married? Are there any objects?"
... No."
"Very good, my brother doesn't have it either. The whole team is totally bachelor."
Sinan glanced at him in the corner of his eye and said silently in his heart, it was because you took the lead in getting the base.
Zhou Rong suddenly felt unconscious, sighed with smoke, and his tone was full of longing: "The shelter of the B Military Region can accommodate tens of thousands of people, supply water and power supply self-sufficiency, completely isolated from the outside world. After the virus has passed, the country will definitely arrange you to settle down in city B, blind date, marriage, encouragement of childbirth, and supplement the population loss during the disaster period..."
"Moreover, Area B has rescued the most Omega, most of which are in the breeding period and specially sent troops to protect them." Zhou Rong licked his lips subconsciously and smiled, "Tut, it's really good. Who came up with this policy is really clever."
Si Nan's voice was a little tight: "Why?"
"Every time a disaster comes, Alpha is the main battle force for disaster relief. Which large refuge has more Alpha, it will have the ability to compete for resources, arms and territory-and Alpha will definitely actively gather in places with more Omega, while the upper layer can allocate Omega as a strategic resource. Do you understand such a simple reason?"
Zhou Rong smoked deeply, and the red light between his fingers became bright and bright. Si Nan didn't speak for a while, suddenly his waist and eyes were poked: "What do you think, so absorbed?"
Si Nan casually said, "Do you also want to go to Area B to get a strategic resource home?"
Who knows Zhou Rong flatly refused: "No!"
Suddenly Si Nan thought he would say "because I have Yan Hao". But before he could move the love between these two Beta gay guys, he heard Zhou Rong say firmly, "I hate Omega!"
... Si Nan asked, "Why, brother Rong?"
Zhou Rong changed his sitting posture and stared at Sinan with bright eyes. He said earnestly, "brother must give you a life advice. Dear, if you look for someone in the future, don't look for Omega."
...
Try to find Beta."
...
Looking at each other for a while, Si Nan's mouth twitched slightly and said, "that's exactly what I planned."
Zhou Rong patted him on the shoulder with approval.
Si Nan asked sincerely, "... Why?"
He thought Zhou Rong would use Yan Hao to give an example of what Beta gay could also get life □ □, but Zhou Rong shattered his unrealistic fantasy of human nature again. Zhou Rong seriously said, "because of Omega, there is a character problem."
In the darkness, the two stared at each other, keeping Zhou Rong's hand on Si Nan's shoulder, and the two men's nose tip was less than ten centimeters apart.
After a while, Si Nan finally squeezed into the corner carefully and asked cautiously and politely, "brother Rong, have you been hurt?"
The words "affection" were obviously very fresh to Zhou Rong. He thought about his chin and shook his head after thinking for a moment: "To some extent, his feelings were indeed deceived, but not-in fact, that was many years ago. Have you ever heard of the International Special Forces jungle competition?"
Sinan shook his head.
Zhou Rong said: "When I was 18 years old, I participated in the competition on behalf of the country. Originally, the points were far ahead, until I met A hostage in country A who claimed to be Chinese in the process of rescuing the hostage... He is a 15-year-old Omega child."