On the 150th day of the zombie virus outbreak.

The harsh winter has finally passed, and the temperature is starting to rise.

The vegetables I planted in the yard have sprouted.

I squat in the yard, looking at the sprouting vegetables, crying and laughing.

Snot and tears, it's quite comical.

Thank you all for letting me feel the long-lost breath of life.

You have given me hope to live on.