Good people!

This is not the first person to say that Zhang Yifeng is a good person!

“Actually, I always wanted to be a bad person!”Zhang Yifeng sighed.

Unfortunately, Bai Ling has gone far, no longer can hear Zhang Yifeng's heart, the witch is not a witch, she is still a naive girl, she is persistent, just a sustenance, now, this sustenance found.

What will be the white spirit after, Zhang Yifeng does not want to know, do not want to know, do not want to think, everyone has the right to choose life, what kind of life she wants, all by their own master, Zhang Yifeng is not the mother of the bitch, but not the high god, like to the mortals finger-pointing, bitter mouth.

Touching the cheek, where there is still a warm place, Zhang Yifeng smiled gently, it is a very interesting girl, no reason, Zhang Yifeng suddenly thought of Xia, although the two girls are different, but from the white spirit, he vaguely saw the shadow of Xia, the same strength, the same persistence.

"When I wake up, I'll leave, there's nothing left in the wasteland world."

Time was as dull as water, and a day later, Ma Sichen finally woke up, but she lost her memory.

Yes, you read it right, once powerful and incomparable violence Lori, amnesia, in the face of Zhang Yifeng, more than a dozen of them onlookers, the little girl showed tension and fear, she sat on the bed, like a lost deer, eyes wide but helpless.

“Spirit, eat something.”

Zhao Qingman took a bowl of rice porridge and sent it to Ma Sijun, but Ma Sicheng looked at Zhao Qingman's eyes, but it was full of strangeness and indifference, just like Zhang Yifeng first saw her in Zhenyi County, calm and waveless, strange.

"Siqing, I am Liu Qiang, bald head strong, we have beaten the zombies together in Zhenyi County, do you remember?"Liu Qiang smiled and squinted about the past, trying to use the past to awaken Ma Sijun's sleeping memory.

But he failed.

Ma Sijun looked at Liu Qiang strangely, calmly listened to him tell the past, indifferent, and even the expression did not change the slightest change.

"It seems that Si Jun is really amnesia, mother, it should not have been fever that burned the head."Liu Qiang said unobtrusively, next to Liu Jinghuan saw Zhang Yifeng's face black, and quickly topped him with his elbow.

Liu Qiang knew that he had misspoke, laughed, and kept silent.

“Oh, let me come.”Zhang Yifeng took the rice porridge in Zhao Qingman's hand, looked at Ma Sijun, the little girl also had a spirit, clear eyes, a blink of an eye to Zhang Yifeng, but this time, her calm eyes, swept a little thought.

Looking at Ma Sijun, who remembers nothing, Zhang Yifeng's heart is inexplicably painful, remembering the experience of living and dying together, thinking of the cute embarrassment of the little girl, and those inadvertently happening in the small ambiguous, Zhang Yifeng will smile, holding rice porridge, and a strange smile on his face, like a big bad person who abducted a girl, walked past to Ma Sijun.

Familiar expression, familiar people, Ma Sijun looked at Zhang Yifeng, the light in his eyes, more and more bright.

"Hungry, eat something."

Ma Sijun stared at Zhang Yifeng with his head, as if he was aware of his malice, smelled the seductive fragrance of rice porridge on the tip of his nose, and could no longer help it, grabbing the bowl in Zhang Yifeng's hand and groove and drank it.

"This..." Liu Qiang they were surprised, Ma Sijun amnesia, no one knows, no one's things do not eat, but Zhang Yifeng out of the horse, the little girl convinced, is said that Zhang Yifeng's charm is greater than anyone in the room?

Do you want to hit people like that!

The people in the house looked at each other.

Looking at Ma Sijun to show the nature of eating, Zhang Yifeng's heart suddenly had a sense of ease, he kept telling himself in his heart that Ma Sijun was only amnesia, but still Ma Sijun before, did not change, nor left him.

Forget the memory, perhaps a happy thing, at least Ma Sicheng is still alive.

Late at night, the ancient city is silent, only on the wall, sporadic flashing a few points of light, which is the guard patrol guard wearing the light source, in addition, it is dark around.

The night was already late, but the light of the inner church of the city was still on.

Zhao Qingman was wearing silky sling pajamas, pajamas were short, which could block her straight hips, a pair of slender round legs, and danling appeared in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, white eyes.

“What to do?”

“Cold, what can I do?”

Zhang Yifeng and Zhao Qingman looked at each other with a bitter smile, always looking at Ma Sichen, who was lying in bed and sleeping, since Ma Sichen woke up during the day, he became unattended, but he liked to stick to Zhang Yifeng.

When it was dark, Zhang Yifeng could hardly sleep Ma Sicheng, and he returned to the inner hall, just as he was about to turn out the lamp with Zhao Qingman to do the right thing, Ma Sicheng sneaked in, and then naturally embarrassed, but let Zhang Yifeng cry and laugh, no matter how he tried to persuade him, Ma Sijun did not go back, that is, to sleep with Zhang Yifeng.

Three people sleeping, how about that?

In fact, Zhang Yifeng is not so-called, but Zhao Qingman is angry and can't fight.

“Let’s hit the floor.”Zhang Yifeng suggested.

Zhao Qingman in addition to bitter laughter can say what, their bed by Ma Sijun, can not leave, especially Zhang Yifeng, he left, Ma Sijun will wake up immediately, magic do not want.

The two gently laid mattresses on the ground, and pulled up the screen, and isolated their floor from Ma Sijun's bed.

"Don't move, I'll wake up."

Zhao Qingman and Zhang Yifeng lay on the floor, in the darkness, their quilts seemed to shake violently, but in order not to wake Ma Sicheng, they were depressed with each other until they were long, long after, calmed down.

Nothing in the middle of the night.

Early the next morning, Zhang Yifeng walked out of the inner hall with a refreshing spirit, and as for Zhao Qingman, he was still in the house to make up for sleep, and the two people had a ridiculous night last night, and he went to sleep when it was dawn.

Ma Sijun's illness was first healed, and he was still sleeping deep.

“Huh?”

Zhang Yi's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he found a note on the edge of the washing table, which wrote two words, "Let her."

What the hell?What to make her?Who is she?

"It's not funny, it's nobody's a joke."Zhang Yifeng rubbed the note into a clump, threw it directly into the toilet, and clawed for a sound of water, and was rushed to where he did not know where to go.

After washing, Zhang Yifeng came to the living room, his eyes were cold, and in his mental force perception, a figure was fleeing from the city's main house at a very fast speed.

“Who?”

Zhang Yifeng's eyes were wide open, full of awe, the whole person was a black light, and directly rushed out of the city's main house, but he came a step late, and the strange figure had disappeared within the scope of his spiritual strength.

At this time, at the beginning of the rising sun, the willow street paved with green stone, cold and clear, few people, guarding the door of the No. 1 guard team, saw the sudden appearance of Zhang Yifeng, slightly after a small haze to bow and salute.

“Who is it?”

Zhang Yifeng, with a full-bodied doubt, returned to the hall in awe, and sat down thoughtfully, suddenly found that the table was more than a note.

The same writing, the same simplicity.

“Leave.”

Two simple words, Zhang Yifeng only felt a chill straight to the door, in the South Li base city, there are people can avoid his perception, in the heavily guarded city of the city, free to shuttle without being noticed, terrible.

"Let her go."Zhang Yi frowned and whispered two words on the note, "Let her leave, she is next to the female characters, indicating that she is a woman, the whole of Nanli base city, women tens of thousands, secretly said that she should not be a woman among the survivors, but the people around me, is Zhao Qingman, or Bai Ling..."

In his heart, he said, “Is it...”