MTL - He Lived Like You-Chapter 53

While touching Shen Shanwu's teeth, Jiang Huan inevitably touched his mouth, the inside was still familiar and cool, not much warmth, but the touch of his tongue was very soft.

Jiang Huan inevitably became distracted, and many indescribable pictures flashed in his mind... For example, if Shen Shanwu was willing to throw him...the action must be extremely careful, constantly changing Ru Hou Mirage's posture made the process very complicated because he needed to close those sharp teeth, and maybe he would make a mess of Shen Shanwu's forehead and eyelashes due to being too excited and nervous.

of those things.

Seeing Jiang Huan's eyes getting hotter and hotter, Shen Shanwu helplessly flexed his knuckles and tapped his forehead, "Little pervert, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Huan's earlobes were clearly red and hot, but he said frankly as if shamelessly: "...you say I'm a pervert, so don't you know what I'm thinking?"

"..." Shen Shanwu really felt that if he didn't give this guy a tight skin, he would really become more and more lawless. Wu leaned into Jiang Huan's ear and whispered, "You know, the mutants are a little different from humans..."

Jiang Huan blushed and pretended to be stupid: "…Which side?"

Shen Shanwu was not stupid enough to explain this to Jiang Huan, he said slowly to himself: "As long as we think about it, we won't be Ruan. And only Qingshui will come out. "

“…”

"So," Shen Shanwu's fingers slowly moved along Jiang Huan's auricle to the earlobe, and then gently flicked on the soft earlobe, "Next time, remember to put these two points into your imagination."

No need for Shen Shanwu's reminder, Jiang Huan has uncontrollably thought of the follow-up cleanup from the embedment. Although Qingshui seems to have less visual impact, it is more convenient and easier to play. , and the effect of that moment does not seem to be much different from that of a human being.

Anyway, as long as it belongs to Brother Shanwu, everything is good and fragrant.

This dinner at the marshal's house was considered a delight for the host and guests. Jiang Huan took the initiative to step into the house after many years, called his grandmother, and sat down to eat a meal, which also represented his relaxation of attitude.

Because Shen Shanwu is still alive, and because of the elimination of the misunderstanding between the two, Jiang Huan is willing to choose to forgive.

The old lady can't ask for anything else, that's enough. She didn't say a word during the whole dinner, just silently looked at her grandson and that special man.

It was this man who had the same effect as her behavior, but it was not that Shen Shanwu did not speak, but he hardly moved his chopsticks, neither polite nor restrained... He was a picky eater.

The marshal was not stingy at all, any dish here could be slapped with arrogance—but all of them were dishes that Shen Shanwu didn’t like.

So this hard-to-raise mutant found a reason to avoid dinner at random: the organs in their mutants are all decorations, and there is no digestive system such as stomach acid and various probiotics , so he can't eat, otherwise it is extremely difficult to digest, how to eat and how to excrete.

As soon as Jiang Huan heard it, he knew that Shen Shanwu was talking nonsense, and he was so happy when he was Jiang Tong, but he wouldn't expose it. Only later, because he was curious about how Shen Shanwu's zombie teeth would eat, Jiang Huan forcibly stuffed him with the big stick bones for making soup, and asked his brother Shanwu to perform the iron teeth breaking the big bones.

Shen Shanwu sneered at him, and with a bang, he bit off the hard bone that could crack a small walnut, and also bit Jiang Huan's long-term commitment to a certain aspect. fantasy.

Or... that matter is still up to him?

After returning, Shanhai team began to prepare for the worry-free city representative conference in January. Jiang Huan has more meetings every day than before. He must understand the spirit of the leader, understand the needs of all levels below, and take the time to write a speech at the meeting.

Shen Shanwu's side is the school resumption, in order not to make other people in the team doubt, he still has to go to class honestly.

Tao Han, the head teacher, didn't seem to be aware of any problems at all.

Tao Yi's face has almost recovered, and the prophet plans to let the two meet in the daytime, so Shen Shanwu, in order to make Tao Han a little mentally prepared, seems to be casual after a class He asked, "Mr. Tao, are you married?"

"No." Tao Han put down the red pen for marking homework, "Why ask this?"

"It's just curiosity...then teacher, do you have any children?"

Tao Han smiled slightly, "Jiang Tong, the teacher doesn't even have a wife, how can there be children?"

"But I feel that the teacher has a good temper, patience, and is very good at taking care of people. I thought the teacher must have a child." Shen Shanwu closed his eyes and said nonsense. I haven't felt it from Tao Han, but the deepest feeling is the 'death gaze from the head teacher'.

"Hahaha, yes, I'm all about taking care of my brother's son's patience." Tao Han smiled unabated, "My little nephew may be noisy, and he has been skinny since he was a child."

"Ah, teacher's nephew? Is it my brother or brother?"

"..." Tao Han didn't answer Shen Shanwu's question immediately, he seemed to be caught in the memory, and after a long while he said with a wry smile: "This, the teacher is not easy to answer, if he can live to Now, that's your brother."

Shen Shanwu immediately showed an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry..."

"No need to apologize, the teacher came out early." Tao Han really thinks that Jiang Tong, a child, is really pitiful and loving when he is well-behaved and sensible, but he is mostly playful when he is not well-behaved , The key person is smart, and he can learn everything after teaching him, and he can't get angry at all.

After Shen Shanwu left, Tao Han, who vowed to say that he had come out of his nephew's death, suddenly lost his interest in correcting homework and preparing lesson plans. He couldn't help scratching his hair, then opened the water glass and drank it.

Come out? If he could come out easily, he would not have insisted on hiding in the refuge area with Tao Yi, who had been bitten.

Everyone understands the truth, but when disaster strikes oneself, no one can be exempted from it.

The time it takes to completely mutate after being bitten or scratched by a zombie varies greatly between different people. The fastest one can’t last for ten minutes, and the longest record, that person persisted for a full six days. However, in the past six days, the person's mind was corroded by the zombie virus bit by bit. The traces of gradual mutation were very obvious, the blood vessels were protruding and blue veins were exposed, and the nonsense was running high and fever. He was locked in the isolation ward very early.

Tao Yi also belongs to the latter. After being bitten, he did not mutate immediately, and shiveringly asked Tao Han if he was going to die? Looking at such a young nephew, Tao Han couldn't let him go into the refuge area alone.

The wound behind Tao Han's ear was very small, a small white strip, only a drop of red blood seeped, and even the wound could not be seen after rubbing it. Both of them took a chance and sneaked into the refuge area.

One family, so there are often cases of zombies hurting people inside.

Coincidentally, the place where Tao Han and Tao Yi lived temporarily at that time was the classroom dormitory where he lives now. There is a basement inside the room that Tao Yi discovered. The chains and handcuffs are all ready-made. Tao Yi blushed and said that the owner of the previous room must have some unknown hobby. He was scolded by Tao Han for not knowing what he was looking at. thing.

But early the next morning, he burned unconscious in an instant.

High fever was the first sign of mutation, and Tao Han panicked. His nephew is already his last relative in this world. Tao Yi has been clinging to him since he was a child, and would rather ignore his parents or pester him to play.

After Tao Han's brother was scratched, he blocked the entrance with his body and desperately entrusted Tao Yi to him. Tao Han had already decided that he would rather die by himself than let Tao Yi suffer. harm.

He stayed in front of the bed without sleep, holding Tao Yi's hot and weak hand, praying that his nephew would come over. Tao Han is a people's teacher by profession, and has always been an atheist. He never believes in illusory things, but at this moment, when he is completely powerless, he can only hope for a miracle and humbly pray for the mercy of the gods.

That day and night, Tao Yi appeared briefly sober, he took out the self-defense knife and handed it to Tao Han.

"Uncle." His pupils were full of red blood, and there was a faint gray fog in his sclera, "I'm sorry uncle... I'm gone, you will live easier."

"No, no, you have to live, you are my little sun." Tao Han cried and put Tao Yi's hand on his cheek, a big man cried like a child, "You can't be so cruel to your uncle, you are the only family uncle..."

Tao Han smiled faintly, "Uncle, I want to see Mom and Dad."

"Don't go, listen to uncle, don't go!"

"Sorry..."

No matter how many times Tao Han said it was inaccurate, when it came to losing his voice, three hours later, when Tao Yi opened his eyes again, there was still nothing in his black and red eyes. Emotions, sharp teeth will only open and close meaninglessly, except for the sound of **** ho, there is no familiar 'uncle' in the mouth.

Tao Han couldn't make a move, no matter how long he did psychological construction, he couldn't kill 'Tao Yi' himself, he locked Tao Yi in the basement, and every time he opened the door, he fantasized about it, what if? Maybe? Maybe?

But deep in Tao Han's heart, he knew rationally that there would be nothing.

These days continued for many years, Tao Han became more and more afraid of the door, afraid of seeing his hysterical nephew, he blocked the door with a bookcase, and gradually reduced the number of visits.

Finally, due to the increase in population, the school decided to convert each classroom dormitory into a double room, and Tao Han's dormitory will inevitably be assigned a new teacher roommate. when making a decision.

He took a day off and sat in front of the basement door all day and night, and then the next day he adjusted a bucket of cement and sealed the door completely.

He is really not as strong as Tao Yi thought, so omnipotent, let his uncle's little sun 'live' by his side forever...

Today's class has been completed, and Tao Han is no longer interested in sitting down in the office, so he packed his things early and prepared to go back to the dormitory to sleep.

Before opening the door, Tao Han heard conversations and footsteps in the house. He thought it was his roommate who brought someone as a guest, so he walked in the door unconcernedly, lowered his head and changed his shoes while saying: " Old Zhang, you don't have class today? Isn't it your turn to be on duty at the seventh-grade dormitory?"

The room was silent, there was no response, not even the sound of breathing.

"Old Zhang?" Tao Han turned his head strangely, only to see a boy with a hood covering his face standing beside the bookcase, with his hands in his pockets, only about 1.6 meters tall.

Tao Han's first reaction was which class was the student, but looking at the man's trembling body, an incredible thought came straight into his mind. stand up.

Impossible. Tao Han was trying to regain his reason. It was absolutely impossible. Jiang Tong brought up Xiao Yi beforehand, so did he have such an association?

"Which class are you from?" Tao Han's voice was dry and hoarse like a rusted saw, "How did you get in, did Teacher Zhang let you in? Take off your hat... ."

The boy made no sound and made no movement.

Tao Han felt irritable because of the boy's slow response. He emphasized his tone and reiterated: "Take off the hat!"

"..." The boy finally responded to Tao Han's words, he stretched out his hands from his pockets, and his sharp black nails suddenly let Tao Han take a breath, but just before Tao Han The second before Han exclaimed, Tao Yi took off his hat, and the hot friendship churned in his throat:

"Uncle."

With this familiar name, there were two lines of hot tears, tears from those inhuman black and red eyes...

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