"You know what I'm talking about, don't interrupt."
Zhang Ya wasn't in the mood to joke with Wang Xin; after the terrifying moment this afternoon, she remained anxious.
Wang Xin took a deep breath of cold air, flicked his cigarette away, looked up at the ink-black sky, and said, "Zombies are getting stronger, but we're getting stronger too. Don't be so pessimistic, that's not like you at all. Cheer up!"
Saying this, Wang Xin stood up, bounced around, suddenly smirked, turned around, and bent over to lean on Zhang Ya's back, whispering, "Xiaoya, look, the scenery here is beautiful, no one would come here looking, shall we... unlock a new map?"
Upon hearing Wang Xin's words, Zhang Ya was speechless, her head full of black lines, "It's so cold, what are you dreaming about!"
"How could it be a dream, I'm wide awake, hehe..."
"You really are dreaming!"
Similarly discussing dreams, the atmosphere between Yuwen and Zhao Dezhu was noticeably more tense.
