Cheng Mengyun held a large pile of clothes.

"Could it be... a little too much...?" She suddenly felt blessed and understood why the clothes in her own hands were the most present.

"Not much, I think it's still less." Zhao Qinghan said before Yinhua exited. She also inquired about the situation of these two people this morning. Although she didn't say it clearly, she recognized herself as a person, and at a glance, she could see that Yinhua was obviously chasing people!

OK, let's go!

She is an outsider, and it can be said that she is heartbroken for these two young people.

Cheng Mengyun said "Oh" in a daze.

Relying on his legs, Zhao Qinghan immediately picked up Qiaoqiao in Cheng Mengyun's arms, and put on his new clothes: "I'll take Qiaoqiao to the bedroom to try on the clothes, let's talk first!"

Yinhua said: "I asked the psychic to help wash the clothes, and they were clean."

Zhao Qinghan said "ok", then she rubbed oil on the soles of her feet and ran away!

The living room suddenly became deserted, and Cheng Mengyun was a little overwhelmed with his clothes, and he said, "Abnormal abilities, can you still wash your clothes...?"

Yinhua slowly took a sip of tea: "Today, a water-type ability user in the team just wanted to practice precise control, so I asked him."

Well, although a few clothes were rotten.

The living room was quiet for a while, except for the sound of water boiling from the kettle from time to time.

"Very good." Cheng Mengyun rubbed some clothes in his arms, not knowing what he was thinking.

Soon, the bedroom door was opened, and Zhao Qinghan came out with the brand-new Qiaoqiao.

Qiaoqiao used to wear old clothes that didn't fit well, or modified adult clothes. At this time, she was wearing a pink petticoat, with two chirps on the top of her head, embellished with bow hair ropes, and her whole figure looked like a little princess who came out of a fairy tale book.

"Wow! Our Qiaoqiao is so beautiful! Let Sister Cheng hug her!" Cheng Mengyun's eyes lit up, she ran over to pick up Qiaoqiao, she couldn't help but snorted on the baby's fat face.

Qiaoqiao shyly shrank back, and then rushed over to Yinhua, saying, "Thank you brother Yin for the clothes."

Yinhua smiled: "Qiaoqiao, if you like it, I'll bring more back next time I go out."

After teasing the child for a while, the hot food on the induction cooker in the kitchen is ready.

Jian Tianyi didn't know where he was caught by the city D base to work. Although Jian Tianyi was still a non-staff member of the team, everyone was used to his talkative presence.

Because the people hadn't returned yet, Zhao Qinghan left a meal for Jian Tianyi as usual.

After eating, Zhao Qinghan and Cheng Mengyun became addicted to dressing up Qiaoqiao and played Miracle Qiaoqiao for an hour. Not only did Qiaoqiao try on all the clothes that Yinhua brought back, but the hair style was changed 5 times.

Yinhua was sitting on the sofa practicing his supernatural powers, occasionally peeking at him and his eyes narrowing.

During the period, a staff member in red came to knock on the door. The other party held a stack of paper in his arms. After asking the number of people in the room, he distributed five to Yinhua who opened the door:

"This is the questionnaire just printed in City D today. There are not too many questions, you just need to answer according to your own real situation. If possible, please do it before ten o'clock tonight, we will have someone to collect it, and it will be carried out. Confidential handling, don't worry about leaks. Thank you for your cooperation, sorry for bothering you!" He also emphasized "please fill in truthfully" many times.

Everyone sat at the table and filled out the questionnaires seriously. Qiaoqiao is very smart, and can read words very quickly. It is not too difficult to do questionnaires. Occasionally, if there are words that don’t know, will ask brothers and sisters.

The questionnaires are all multiple-choice questions, and the questions include "How long have you lived in City D after the end of the world?" "Are you satisfied with your stay in City D?" "How is your appetite recently?" "Did you sleep well at night?", the questions It's all very easy to understand, and Cheng Mengyun finished it.

The last question is [Dear citizens, please make some suggestions for the development of City D! ], and then gave a lot of space to play freely. Cheng Mengyun wrote things like: "Strengthen security", "The quality of individual citizen representatives needs to be improved", "The food is excellent, it is recommended to keep it!".

I don't know what the city D is doing, so Cheng Mengyun took aim at the name of the last signature, which is the creator of the questionnaire.

Um? Isn't that the name of my therapist? Cheng Mengyun blinked, thinking of that irritable old pedant in the psychological counseling room, she suddenly felt that the questionnaire at hand was not that simple.

After a while, Zhao Qinghan also finished. However, the strange thing is that Yinhua is still sketching even after Qiaoqiao, who is not very literate, is finished.

[Do you have a desire to destroy? 】

Yinhua stared at the paper, pondered for a while before writing.

[I have hope for the future? 】

The hand holding the pen trembled a little. He took a deep breath, hesitated for a while, and finally chose the completely opposite answer against his will.

【D. Most of the time】

After filling it out, Yinhua met the eyes of everyone, and he smiled relaxedly: "I didn't expect that I was the last one to finish it. You guys are so fast."

Cheng Mengyun keenly sensed the reluctance in Yinhua's smile.

The worried mood prevailed, and she stuffed the questionnaire between herself and Yinhua to Zhao Qinghan: "Mr. Zhao, you can help me and Huazi to hand it over tonight. I will go back to 5202 with Yinhua to rest tonight, so I won't be here with you." Stop, thank you!"

After being dragged by Fa Xiao to pack his things, Yinhua came back to his senses when he stepped into 5202.

There were only the two of them left in the huge room, and he watched her bend down to change her shoes, with two long braids hanging down, revealing her slender nape.

He suddenly couldn't breathe.

"Huazi, if you have anything, you can tell me."

Later, when he asked his superiors in a soft voice, he hesitated and lied.

The other party obediently didn't ask any more questions, but pushed him into the bathroom.

"Hurry up and wash it for nothing! The water supply time is too short." She should know everything, but in order to take care of his thoughts, she didn't force her to ask.

The sound of the shower and the sound of the rain outside the window merged into one, but he suddenly regretted it.

But how to say it? He was afraid of dirtying her ears with those secret and dirty thoughts.

In the hazy mist, his eyes flicked across his wrist. The winding black line on it climbed a little further, like a bell urging for death.

His eyes gradually darkened, and he pulled the corner of his mouth self-deprecatingly.

After washing in a daze, he sat on the sofa and watched Fa Xiao enter the bathroom door with new clothes in his arms.

Yinhua caressed the gauze on his wrist, which was wrapped around him by the people around him just now.

Obviously you can ask again, maybe I will say it...

Perhaps it was the night that gave birth to countless delusional thoughts, and boundless violence surged in his heart. The ordinary world in his vision seemed to be infected with blood red, like falling into the dense Fengdu full of dead bones.

Why not ask more?

The white in his pupils grew rapidly, taking the place of the black. The bloodthirsty mania under forced repression is about to turn against rationality.

The laughter like Gan Lin swept across his barren wasteland: "Yinhua, this skirt you picked is so beautiful! I remember when I was in college, you gave me a gauze skirt for my birthday, and it looked good too!It's a pity that this is the end of the world, and the dress seems to be on Incense Street."

He couldn't quite hear her voice.

Following an exclamation, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps, a pair of cool hands held his face, and he almost drowned in the sea of ​​stars in her eyes.

"Huazi! Yinhua! What's wrong with you!"

Her voice brought back several lost minds, the crimson color receded like a tide, and the world in her eyes returned to normal.

here we go again......

Realizing that something was wrong with his emotions again, Yinhua looked at the man's wet eyes and said softly: "It's okay, I'm fine, I'm worrying you."

Cheng Mengyun stared at him until his eyes returned to normal, then she punched him hard on the shoulder: "You are lying to me! When I was writing the questionnaire, I found that something was wrong with you. Just now your body The sudden deterioration scared me to death!"

Listening to her accusation in a daze, the next second he felt a softness in his arms, and the tip of his nose caught a piece of refreshing lemon scent.

He suddenly felt that the pain in his shoulder was reversed by Xinxiang, but the sound of sobbing and the wetness of his shoulder made him panic, and his heart felt a throbbing pain.

"I, I only have you as a family member. Nothing can happen to you! If there is any problem, I can help you solve it together! You don't have to bear it alone..." She choked up and said.

Zombieization is a time bomb that is planted, and it will explode at an unknown time. The deterioration was suppressed in Huaihua Village last time, but what about next time? No one can be sure. Not always so lucky.

The person in his arms was wearing a floral backless dress, with his slender back undulating, outlining a perfect arc. Yinhua didn't dare to look too much, and restrainedly patted her on the shoulder a few times to show comfort.

What if I could turn into a zombie at any moment? He didn't say this, after all, she had already given the only answer. The person in her arms looked at Wenwen Jingjing, but she had a lot of crazy ideas, and she would definitely be able to do things like keeping him a zombie.

Seeing her worried appearance, he finally confessed.

"That is to say, since we came from Huaihua Village a few days ago, your body has become more unstable. As long as you have a lot of negative emotions, your body will immediately deteriorate?" Cheng Mengyun took the handkerchief Yinhua handed over, because the tissue This kind of daily necessities are in short supply, and both of them keep the ancient handkerchiefs at all times.

"Um..."

The person in front of him was sitting very close, with slightly curly long hair hanging loosely. He moved his Adam's apple and uttered a low monosyllable.

"I see, Yinhua, try not to think about unhappy things. What can I do to make you happier?" Her voice was sincere and sincere, without any eroticism.

As if being scalded by those clean eyes, he hastily looked away.

Dark and obscure private thoughts surged, and thoughts that were too much or not too much passed by in a hurry. She didn't know how many turbulent waves she had stirred up in that person's heart with her simple words.

Yes, taking advantage of this opportunity to conquer the city, just as she knows him better, he also knows how much she accommodates him.

"Then...can I be with you when we go on a mission later?" He finally said this.

Maybe it's because he's already used to hiding in a dark corner, and when that person finally notices him, and even benevolently willing to give him a chance, he's already satisfied, and even if he asks too much, he's worried that she'll find it embarrassing.

He can't do such a thing as threatening his life.

"This is too simple and easy to handle! Then I will go on missions with you from now on!" This suggestion was not difficult, and Cheng Mengyun immediately agreed.

Seeing the people around him unconsciously pulling him to chat, Yinhua rubbed his temples in pain.

"Mengyun, you should rest at Zhao Qinghan's place in the future, don't rest in the same room with your pursuer, it's not safe for you."

It is also best not to say something that is easy to be misunderstood.

Cheng Mengyun showed a dangerous smile, and she pointed to the two portraits on the dining table: "You are next to me, so I can pay attention to your physical condition. How dare you do bad things in front of my mother and Aunt Yin if......"

"Hmph!" She picked up the butterfly/knife on the coffee table and opened it. The tip of the knife strengthened by supernatural metals reflected a cold light in the air.

All threats are silent.

Yinhua compromises.

At two o'clock in the morning, a brightly lit office building in the base of D city.

Lao Jiao sat in front of the computer and yawned.

"Tsk tsk, at your age, you can't stay up late before me." The bald old pedant sitting next to him did not forget him.

Blinking bloodshot eyes, Lao Jiao retorted a few words, but was interrupted by a hurried deputy: "Team leader! Except for those citizens who cannot fill in due to special circumstances such as serious injuries, the content of a total of 58,720 questionnaires has been counted. On the computer, the professionals have already analyzed the data, and you can turn on the computer to view it.”

When he finally came to work, Lao Jiao immediately became full of energy and checked the data: "Alas, I hope this method works..."

The old pedant was angrily laughed: "The questionnaire I designed myself perfectly hides some psychological test questions. Except for some people who didn't fill it out carefully, the data obtained from the questionnaire must be useful!"

Lao Jiao didn't answer him, but stared at the computer intently and muttered: "[I feel scared when the zombie tide comes] The citizens who chose [most of the time] accounted for 98.3%! Citizens who are still uneasy after the zombie tide ends. 81.2%, hiss, more than I thought..."

The old pedant was also watching, and his eyebrows twitched: "It seems that not only the fighting place, but the citizens of the entire D city have a certain 'post-war stress disorder caused by the zombie tide'..."

"More than that, 15% of people with severe insomnia and 35% of people with anxiety..." Lao Jiao looked more and more serious.

The war-weariness in the combat department was thoroughly revealed in today's zombie tide in the northern suburbs. Many power users deserted on the battlefield, and Lao Jiao, as the team leader of the combat department, was also held accountable by the town council. But he didn't actually blame everyone in the battle, he knew they just had a heart attack.

Thinking that instead of just doing the questionnaire for the combat department, it is better to print more points and do it for the entire citizen. Unexpectedly, the data obtained in the end was very shocking.

"I said long ago, don't rely too much on the old base director's singing. If you don't cure your heart disease, relying solely on external forces to suppress it will only cure the symptoms but not the root cause, and bury hidden dangers! No, wait for the old base director to die, and the problem will be minute by minute. It's exposed," the bald old pedantic said, "I know that a new spiritual comforter has recently arrived, but it can't be like before, once the citizens are depressed, they use their powers to comfort them. Isn't that drinking poison to quench their thirst? ?"

Lao Jiao nodded sincerely and listened humbly. Near the end of the data, he said to himself: "Let me see how many citizens have mental illness..."

Professionals have reached preliminary findings.

Then there was an exclamation in the office: "Damn, everyone is sick!"

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