Jun Fujii felt his eyes were swollen, as if something had been on his face.
Jun Fujii opened his eyes and found his wife looking at him worriedly, wiping his face with a handkerchief in her hand.
Seeing him wake up, Mrs. Yukinoshita took back the handkerchief.
"Sorry, when I woke up I saw... you had been crying."
Tears?
Fujii Jun touched his eyes, tears were still flowing, and his swollen eyes told him that he had been crying for a long time.
After thinking about it for a moment, I realized why.
Why? Why do memories of the past keep appearing in his sleep when he is in this world? He has obviously forgotten that kind of grief. He can obviously tell others about his experience jokingly. He obviously doesn't care anymore, but now...
Normally, Jun Fujii might still be able to greet his wife with a smile, but today he didn't want to say anything. At that time, the grief seemed to have returned again, as if it happened yesterday, dirty words, painful helplessness, all squeezing inside of him.
Seeing that Jun Fujii said nothing and looked bad, Mrs. Yukinoshita reached out to hold Jun Fujii's hand, but as soon as she touched Jun Fujii, she suddenly retracted her hand. Mrs. Yukinoshita's hand froze in the distance. .
"Feel sorry……"
Jun Fujii suppressed his sadness and stopped his tears from flowing. He stood up and said, "Let's set off today. Let's pack our luggage."
Mrs. Yukinoshita retracted her hand silently, but raised her head again after hearing Jun Fujii's words.
"But your injury... and you just now..."
"Leave today! Madam, do you like asking other people's secrets so much?"
Jun Fujii's voice increased, with an unquestionable tone in his mouth, which startled Mrs. Yukinoshita, with some disbelief in her eyes.
"All right."
Mrs. Yukinoshita lowered her eyes and agreed, with no expression on her face.
Fujii Jun was aware of his tone, but didn't say anything else for a long time.
"Feel sorry."
Jun Fujii, who seemed to be escaping, ran outside the door to get some air. Suddenly, Jun Fujii felt something cold hit his face. He looked up at the sky and found countless white particles floating down.
It's snowing.
This was the first time he had seen snow. He had grown up in the south, where it never snowed, and the farthest distance he had traveled was only from a village to a city.
The cold snow hit his eyes, which relieved his red and swollen eyes from crying, and also gave some peace to his restless heart.
After standing outside for a long time, with his hair and body stained with snow, Jun Fujii returned to the house.
Only then did he realize that many things were placed in large and small packages at the entrance. At this time, Mrs. Yukinoshita walked out with some difficulty holding a piece of luggage.
Mrs. Yukinoshita noticed Jun Fujii, glanced at him, then put the luggage aside and turned back to the house to continue moving things.
Fujii Jun stood for a while, thinking about what he had just done. The other person only cared about him, so how could he use that tone.
She probably doesn't want to talk to him now, and should wait until his wife is in a better mood before apologizing.
The two of them worked together to finish the move quickly. Fujii Jun went to change clothes. Mrs. Yukinoshita was a little tired from moving and was still breathing.
Perhaps because of a guilty conscience, Jun Fujii hesitated for a while and then said:
"Ma'am... where are the car keys? I'll go to the police station to pack my things and drive back. We'll load the luggage together later."
After hearing Jun Fujii's words, Mrs. Yukinoshita's face was expressionless. She ignored Jun Fujii and walked back to the room.
After a while, Mrs. Yukinoshita changed her clothes and came out, then she walked directly out the door with Tsukigakure in her hand and the car keys hanging around her waist.
Fujii hurriedly followed her, heading towards the police station. The two of them didn't say a word on the road. His wife just kept walking forward, and Fujii Jun didn't know what to say.
Returning to the police station, he saw no zombies on the street now. It seemed that even zombies didn't like this weather.
After removing the wooden board, Jun Fujii and Mrs. Yukinoshita went inside. The police station had already been covered with a layer of snow clothes.
They first went to the second underground floor to get the gasoline there. At the entrance of the underground parking lot, a zombie wandering inside saw them.
"Madam, first..."
Just when Jun Fujii was about to take action, he saw his wife pull out the Tsukigakure that was placed on her waist, hold the handle of the knife with both hands, and strike hard at the zombie's head.
"Well……"
The crystal on the zombie's head was chopped to pieces, and then fell to the ground dead with a wailing sound.
Fujii Jun: "..."
The professional ones are different. Although he is far superior to his wife in terms of physical strength, he does not have the same standards as his wife when using the knife.
Anyway, there are only ordinary zombies left here, so be careful around you. My wife’s anger seems to have not gone away.
I encountered a few more zombies on the road, but they were all easily eliminated by my wife. Jun Fujii felt that my wife was more suitable for using this knife than him.
Returning to the lounge on the second underground floor, they first carried a tank of gasoline to the car on the first floor.
The car has been here for a long time, and the glass is covered with thick dust. It seems that it can only be flushed by connecting the water pipe when returning.
Fill up the gas tank and hope the car can still be used.
"Ma'am, give me the key."
This time the wife did not refuse and handed the key to Jun Fujii from her waist.
Jun Fujii opened the car door with the mechanical key. There was also a lot of dust in the car. After wiping the dust on the seat, Jun Fujii looked at his wife next to him.
"Madam, you go up first, I will push from behind, and you can start the fire."
Mrs. Yukinoshita looked at Jun Fujii's behavior just now and said nothing.
With his current physical strength of 14 points, pushing the car was naturally not a problem, and soon the motorcycle started to catch fire.
First, he went downstairs to carry the gasoline to the car, then drove back to the car and went to the door of the police station. After going back and forth several times, he also moved the firearm back to the car.
Of course, the driver was the wife. They drove back to the apartment. Surprisingly, the sound of the car driving did not attract a few zombies. The car still needed to be cleaned, and the wife's eyebrows were also a little tired.
"Just rest first. You still have to drive. I'll just clean it."
After unloading some things, Jun Fujii connected the water pipe to the faucet and began to clean the outside of the car. The inside could not be washed with water, so he had to wipe it with a wet towel.
He had been busy working on the car for a while before it was over. Although the work looked tiring, it was nothing to him.
My wife didn't go back to the house, she just sat there and watched, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Okay, let's go back to the house first and wait for the bus..."
But Jun Fujii walked back to the house before he finished speaking to his wife, leaving Jun Fujii a little embarrassed.
Returning to the main hall, Jun Fujii found that his wife was not there. She probably didn't want to see him. He didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only sit on the quilt and look at the snowflakes on the glass.
Suddenly the door was opened, and Mrs. Yukinoshita was holding a plate with two steaming cups of green tea on it.
