Before Qiming could say anything, he heard a rustling sound approaching. Qiming looked towards the direction of the sound with caution. When he saw Du Zifei clearly, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He frowned and said, "Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to help?"
Walking to Qiming's side, Du Zifei, who had a serious mysophobia, sat down without hesitation, turned his head to look at Qiming, and said calmly: "Dad, without the control of the third-level zombies, those ordinary zombies are no match for the army. It is only a matter of time to eliminate them. Besides, except for Dad and Lu Jiu, I don't care about the life and death of others at all."
"You kid!" Qiming ruffled Du Zifei's hair as punishment and said helplessly: "You, don't always lock yourself in your little world. You have to learn to open your heart. Then you will find that there are actually many people and many things that are worthy of your sincere treatment."
Du Zifei tilted his head, leaned on Qiming's shoulder, and said softly: "Dad, I have opened my heart to you, can you please stop making me sad? I really can't bear it!"
Qiming was stunned when he heard this, then he smiled bitterly and said, "Do you know something? Did you hear what Ziqian and I said last night?"
"Yeah, I heard it." Du Zifei's voice was very soft.
Qiming stretched out his arms, embraced Du Zifei, gently rubbed his hair, and said: "Xiaofei, I'm sorry that Dad can't stay with you for too long. But fortunately, fortunately, there is Lu Jiu, he will love you well."
Du Zifei hugged Qiming tightly and said sadly: "But Dad, that's different! From childhood to adulthood, my desire for fatherly love has been the strongest! Now I finally have you, who loves me and cares for me like a dad, but it's so short-lived!"
Qiming patted Du Zifei's back gently without saying anything, because he understood his feelings. He also longed for fatherly love, but in the end it was nothing more than a luxury. He understood the feeling of thinking there was hope but then despairing.
Du Zifei raised his head and looked at Qiming, begging, "Dad, can you promise me that from today on, you will take good care of yourself, don't worry about anything, don't ask anything, and think about yourself selfishly, okay?"
"Xiao Fei..." Qi Ming looked at the humble emotion in Du Zifei's eyes, but he couldn't say the words on his lips. He could only sigh helplessly and compromised and said: "Xiao Fei, you have to know that although there is a drug that can suppress the zombie virus, it is difficult to work if it is not directly injected into his body with the recovery ability of the third-level zombie! In terms of the strength of the third-level zombie, only I can do it, so I can only promise you that except for dealing with the third-level zombie, I can do nothing about other things."
Du Zifei knew that it was impossible to let Qiming completely ignore him, so when he saw that he had given in, he didn't say anything more. He just leaned quietly in Qiming's arms, looking at the cold moon in the sky, enjoying the rare time alone with Qiming.
The two of them stayed together for a while, Qiming felt that he had recovered a little, so he whispered: "Xiaofei, let's go, if you leave for too long, they will be worried."
Du Zifei stood up and stretched his arms and legs, then squatted down in front of Qiming, looked at him and said, "Dad, I'll carry you."
Qiming was touched and amused and said, "I, your father, am not yet at the point where I can't walk!"
"Dad!" Du Zifei called out in a tough tone.
"Okay, okay, I'll carry you on my back. I'm not the one who's tired anyway." Qiming slowly stood up holding the tree trunk, took two steps forward, and lay on Du Zifei's somewhat thin back.
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