It's over. After the little zombie took a bath, he actually looks quite handsome!

His skin is a sickly white.

His hair is loose, and his bones are well-defined, except for his stiff movements.

His eyes are innocent, like a little puppy's, and they are grayish-green.

There are two red question marks on his face.

He looks like he's shy.

After thinking about it, I realized that he probably moved stiffly when he was bathing.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I took off his clothes myself.

He's just a zombie, innocent and pure, and doesn't even have the emotion of shyness.

But after my gaze swept over his body, he instinctively bit his lip.

His gray-green eyes slowly moved away and dared not look at me.

To be honest, he has a good figure.

He has abdominal muscles and well-defined obliques.

It seems like he sensed my gaze, and he made a vague "hoo-hoo" sound in his mouth.

As I glared at him, he hung his head, looking helpless, and didn't dare to speak.

I squeezed out some shower gel and rubbed it on him.

If he was anyone else, I might have just left.

But he's just a zombie, to me, he's not much different from a pet.

While giving him a bath, I suddenly heard a hoarse, muffled voice in my ear:

"No––want––to––be seen..."

I was shocked and my eyes immediately shot out laser beams: "You can speak!"

But he started to stammer again, making "heh-heh" sounds and couldn't say anything.

In my heart, I thought: [I, don't, know.]

It seems like he's really shy, so I let him go, taught him a few things, and he nodded stiffly.

After a glance, it looked like he was really clean.

There was a sofa in the bedroom, so I pointed to it and said to him, "You can sleep here tonight."

The little zombie tilted his head and looked at me in confusion.

It seemed like he didn't understand what I meant.

I suddenly realized that neither of us is human anymore, and we don't actually need to sleep.

"Just lie here with your eyes closed."

The little zombie seemed to understand, and he lay straight on the sofa, then closed his eyes.

There was no movement at all.

His chest didn't rise and fall, and the sofa looked like a coffin.

I couldn't bear to look anymore, feeling like the warmest room had turned into a morgue.

However, the little zombie suddenly opened his eyes, and in the dim room, his eyes seemed to shine.

"Heh-heh––"

[Like this?]

Seeing his innocent and naive look, I couldn't help but smile faintly: "Remember to call me sister next time, okay?"

It doesn't matter who's older or younger.

Now, on my turf, he has to call me sister.

When he was alive, no man called me that, but now that he's a zombie, he has to show me some respect!

The little zombie tilted his head in confusion and, in a strained voice, said, "Sis...sister?"

I immediately responded satisfactorily.

I started to KTV with the little zombie: "The outside is full of bad guys. Only with sister is the safest, and sister is the best to you, understand?"

The little zombie was too innocent, trying hard to understand the meaning of my words.

He nodded slightly.

As I continued to have a good time with the little zombie, an alarm suddenly sounded outside.

Ringing through the silent city!

My DNA stirred!

I turned around suddenly, my eyes searching outside, trying to find some trace of humanity.

Even though I'm a zombie, my memories still belong to a human. I long for the existence of humans.

A rare human voice was heard on the radio: "We are the 110th Army Team of the Chinese Army. We received a notification from the higher-ups that there are human signals in City A. We, as Chinese soldiers, will protect the safety of every Chinese citizen and will not give up any citizens. Please believe the country, believe in us! We're here to take you home! Please go to the intersection of West Bay Street and board our military vehicle within one hour. We will not give up any hope of survival, and we ask you not to give up either!"

My sleeve was suddenly pulled by the little zombie, who didn't understand the meaning of the broadcast, and just stared at me with his eyes:

"Sister, don't, don't cry..."

At some point, tears were streaming down my face.

I wiped away the tears and looked out of the window.

I vaguely saw several military vehicles coming towards Dead City A from outside the city.

"Little zombie, it's time to live. Do you want to come with me?"