"Brother Zhang, where is Fan Tangtang? Can I go find him to play?"
Bai Yifan had just stood up when he saw Zhang Yiming coming in with a tray.
The tray was filled with washed peaches, bright and enticing, both large and red.
The fresh fragrance of peaches filled the room, diluting the original musty smell of decay.
"He's in the room inside."
Zhang Yiming, wearing white gloves, handed a peach to Bai Yifan and nodded toward a room with his chin.
The smile on his face remained unchanged.
But Bai Yifan always felt that Brother Zhang was melancholic inside.
He had seen another world's Brother Zhang looking sunny and bright, that world's Brother Zhang truly was sunshine from the heart!
It was apparent that the Brother Zhang in front of him was not truly happy.
In fact, there is no such thing as true happiness.
Until the zombie antidote was developed, Brother Zhang probably would never truly be happy.
"Thank you, Brother Zhang! But can I take two?"
