登入I had just been confirmed as a match and was preparing to donate a kidney to my husband's adoptive sister. That night, she left her iPad in the living room. The screen was still on, showing her chat with the doctor: [Doctor, please don't tell my sister-in-law. If she has a kidney removed, her hidden heart condition will flare up, and she won't live longer than three months.] The next day, I canceled the donation without a second thought. My husband flew into a rage. He called me cold-blooded and forced me to sign a divorce agreement that left me with nothing. The next day, I stood outside the hospital room and heard my sister-in-law laughing smugly. "She's so stupid. I faked one chat screenshot, and she actually believed she was sick. Now her penthouse is mine, and we can finally be together openly." My husband kissed her. "Good girl. Later, I'll find you a good kidney on the black market." Outside the door, I sneered. Of course, I knew the chat log was fake. I had come back from the future, after all. In two weeks, the zombie outbreak would begin. Those two so-called siblings who were actually lovers would not only steal my medicine, they would push me out to feed me to the zombies. This time, with only four days left before zombie hordes overran the city, I wanted to see how long a sick woman without a new kidney and a scumbag without supplies could last in that penthouse.
查看更多After Julian died, the horde in the hallway did not leave. The dozens of zombies devoured every bit of Julian's flesh and blood, but they still lingered outside the penthouse. They could smell a living person through the crack under the door. Bang! Bang! The zombies began throwing themselves against the front door. But by the thirtieth day of the zombie apocalypse and a month of neglect, with Julian's frantic pounding and the zombies' relentless attacks, the door finally gave way. Metal groaned under the strain. And then… Bang! With a loud crash, the heavy door collapsed and slammed onto the marble floor of the entryway. Harsh light poured into the condo from outside. And with that light came the horde, like demons from hell. Jessica hid under the bed in the bedroom, both hands clamped over her ears. She was so terrified she lost control of her bladder. Because of her late-stage kidney failure, her body had already broken down badly, and she did not even have the stre
Julian's wails echoed through the quiet hallway. With blood-covered hands, he pounded desperately on the penthouse door. "Jessica! Open the door! Open it now! I've been bitten. Save me!" Julian screamed until his voice cracked, his fingernails scraping and leaving bloody marks on the metal door. Inside the penthouse, Jessica leaned against the wall, trembling as she listened to his miserable screams and frantic pounding. But she did not touch the handle. She covered her mouth tightly instead, her eyes flashing with terror and selfishness. "Open the door! Jessica! You witch! I went out there for you, and you won't open the door?!" Julian cursed outside. Jessica not only refused to open the door, but she also dragged her swollen legs backward inch by inch until she reached the bedroom. Through the thick front door, she shouted, "Julian, you've been bitten! You're about to turn into a zombie! I can't open the door. If I do, I'll die too! You love me so much, so let me live! You
As the virus ate through him and the shock of nearly dying hit Julian's mind, something sealed deep in his mind suddenly broke. Images that did not belong to this life flashed through his mind, like his life passing before his eyes. They were memories from his previous life. He saw the first day of the apocalypse. I had risked infection and rushed downstairs with a baseball bat, fighting my way back from the supermarket with a backpack full of food. He saw days without water or food. I had placed the last half bottle of water and a piece of moldy bread into his hands, even though I was so hungry I could barely stand. He saw the moment the zombies broke through the door. I had stood at the very front with a knife, screaming for him to take Jessica and leave first. But the final image froze at that front door. It froze on the scene where he and Jessica each grabbed one of my arms, shoved me outside, and locked the door behind me. My desperate, piercing screams as the zombie
Outside the penthouse, the emergency lights in the hallway had long since died. The entire corridor was pitch black, and the air was thick with rot and the heavy smell of blood. Julian leaned against the cold wall, his heart pounding wildly as his legs were shaking from fear and hunger. He gulped with his dry throat and gripped the kitchen knife with both hands. Following the faint green glow of the exit sign, he moved toward the elevator one step at a time. Munch… Crunch… Suddenly, a chewing sound came from around the corner. Julian was stunned and poked half his head out to look. By the elevator, a zombie in a torn Armani suit was crouched on the floor, gnawing on a corpse that had long since become unrecognizable. As if it had smelled fear coming off a living person, the suited zombie suddenly went still. It slowly turned its head. Its cloudy, pale eyes locked onto Julian. A long, dark red piece of intestine was still hanging from the corner of its torn mouth. "Roa


















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