You are a person who loves to play Plants vs. Zombies.
Until this day, the end of the world comes.
During the day, the plants in the courtyard thrive and there are no zombies to disturb them for miles around.
At night, you enter the love game in your dreams and conquer strange characters.
[Sunflower]: [The decadent blond man smoking a cigarette smiled, but his eyes were gloomy. "The heat has been lost. It's normal for me to be colder..."
"Okay, there's still residual body temperature."
He opens his arms to you. "Stop draining me, landlord."]
[Caiwen]: [The grumpy boxer likes to look at people with his chin (cross out, zombie), and he also likes to rest his chin on your shoulder. "They are so dirty that they don't want to be beaten."
"Hey, hey, hey, don't hide! I'm taking a shower!!"
However, he was unexpectedly innocent, and said bluntly: "I like you, that's why I am willing."]
[Nut]: [The brown-haired boy who is always injured does not speak when he meets you, and throws himself into your arms with his head sullen. "It doesn't hurt very much."
"But that's all I can use it for."
Facing your concern, he smiled stupidly: "I'm very happy to be able to do this for you."]
…
They fight for you.
Don't worry about the apocalypse.
A military advisor is always the last to die.
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*Short stories for pen practice, no brains and pure love
Intention: Invincible