The room was full of heat and the cold wind was outside.
Qin Long did not know how long he had stood at the door. He felt like he was stiff all over. He moved a little, and his bones made a crunching sound.
For a long time, he turned back to the base in silence, still unable to accept the fact that Sarah Fu was a zombie. He couldn’t help but think, would Sarah Fu joke with him again?
But that man is really a zombie, if Sarah Fu is not a zombie. Why protect the zombie?
The weather outside was getting colder and colder, and Qin Long felt that his entire body seemed to be locked in an ice cellar, and his blood was frozen.
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