After Rebirth at the End of the World, Bai Yueguang Knelt Down and Begged for Shelter.

When he woke up again, the sharp pain from the zombie bites was still on his fingertips. The mirror reflects the vivid self of three months ago, as well as the hypocritical tenderness of her husband Lin Zhe behind her. "Wanwan, breakfast is ready." He handed over the milk with a smile, but his eyes hid the coldness of his previous life. I called the intermediary in front of him: "The wedding house will be listed immediately, 10% below the market price." The glass in his hand shattered, and the milk spilled all over the floor. Three months later, it rained heavily. Lin Zhe kneeled outside my alloy door with his beloved Bai Yueguang Fang Qing and his enchanting mistress Li Weiwei. "Open the door, wife! They will get sick if they get exposed to the rain!" His voice was hoarse, and the rain washed away the calculation on his face. I sat in front of the main console of the constant-temperature safe house, and with a tap of my fingertips, a cold broadcast rang through the rain: "The nanny's room is next to the kennel." "Remember to bring your own dog food." It was warm as spring inside the door, and I brewed coffee slowly. In the surveillance screen, in the shadow behind him, a bloody figure slowly raised his head. The blood-stained military uniform and the deep eyes looked directly at the hidden camera through the rain curtain. "This time," the hoarse voice smelled of rust, "please take me in, okay?"