I thought I was alive, but in fact I was dead, even though I could still move and have a sense of self but - well, I mean...
I became a zombie.
It's not a big deal. I don't remember who I was, and I don't care what I do in the future. I just want to catch those fragrant living people and eat eat eat eat eat eat.
But even the "food" has differences in taste, and the texture is even more different - I mean, although there are a lot of food smells, that kid is the most fragrant among them.
I wanted to save it for last.
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Things to know before viewing:
①This article has no CP and mainly describes the deep father-daughter love between zombies and human children.
②Everyone knows the first person pronoun.
③The stupid author tells you that this article is really healing - really! This is not irony!
④It is updated from time to time, please trust the author's cheating.