Crossdressing To Survive An Apocalypse Chapter 5 - 5 - Back In Time

Zou Yue was completely surrounded by darkness. But vaguely he could see a red light flashing from ti to ti. This annoyed him so much. 'Is this what heaven looks like? It's la.' He sighed gently.

"Yue, don't act like you are sleeping. I know you are awake," a stern voice said in his mind.

'Why is my old manager in my mind?.... looks like I have joined him in after life. Oh, what a boring afterlife it's going to be' he thought as he continues ignoring the annoying voice.. Suddenly he felt a small weight lean on his schedulers. 'Is that you la Trexa, did you follow baba to heaven as well?' he leaned to the side and gently nuzzled.

Coarse hair scratched against his cheeks. 'Baby, why is your hair so... so.. Disgusting. Did you roll in sewer again? Darn, I need to give you a bath.' he gently sniffed to check her scent, but he slt a weird artificial fragrance similar to the ones used in hair spray.

"Mu manager, Zou is feigning sleep again," a childish voice shouted aloud.

"Zou Yue! Why can't you listen to once? This is about your career; Your future would depend upon this. How can you do this!" the sa stern voice of his long passed manager shouted.

'Even in death I have no peace.' He sighed and opened his eyes. Blinding light made his eyes burn. Eh swiftly closed them and moaned.

"Zou your acting sucks, get up now, I saw you watching ani just a mont ago," the small childish voice said again.

Zou Yue opened his eyes once again. This ti he was able to see clearly. Presently he was inside a car. It was surprisingly clean, considering that there was an apocalypse outside.

"Hey! You're missing the important part!" a small white hand waved in front of his face.

Dazed, Zou glanced to his left to see a beautiful face next to him. "Peng-Peng?" he swiftly caught his small face in his hand and squeezed his ruddy cheeks.

"You are smudging my makeup!!" the young man pushed him away and imdiately looked into a small hand-held mirror. "Thank god my makeup is intact or else I would have broken your perfectly carved nose," he growled at him.

"Peng Peng....." Zou then glanced at his palm. It was as beautiful and flawless and a white jade. His years of calluses were gone from his finger. He clenched it tightly in a fist. His small well trimd nails bit into his palms, bringing about sharp pain. "I can feel.... Peng Peng I can feel..."

Peng Qui looked at him weirdly. "Manager, I think he is still drunk,"

"Shit, give him hangover soup." The manager said from the wheel. "Why did you have to drink right before such an important day? Why! I really don't understand you."

Zou Yue leaned over and looked at his chubby face. "Manager Mu? Is that really you? It's not a dream right?"

His manager peered at him with a look of disappointnt. "Yue, be frank with , did you eat sothing weird last night? If you confide in , I can find you help. There are... many celebrities who succumb to the worlds of drugs. Its common, but you should seek help imdiately at the initial stage.."

Zou imdiately hugged him tight.

The car veered to the left for a second. "ZOU YUE!! Let go now," he shouted and bonked on his head with a rolled up magazine.

"Even if this is a dream, I am glad I t you," Zou whispered with tears in his eyes.

Peng Qui pulled him back by his shirt and peered right into his eyes. "Are you secretly planning on killing , you bozo?,"

Zou blinked. "I missed you to Peng-peng." he hugged him as well and cried. The tears he had been holding back for years all flowed out of him.

Peng Qui hit his back and pulled his face closer. "Oh my god, what have you done to your makeup! You fucking bozo!!" he swiftly pulled a small black bag from under the seat and started applying foundation and eye shadow all the while Zou kept crying. "Mu manager, I am quitting. I can't handle this insanity anymore."

The manager gazed at them through the rear-view mirror's reflection and chuckled. "Peng Peng, you can't say that. Our little Yue depends on you!"

"My ass, if he goes out with this makeup it is a sha to my profession." Peng glared at Zou. "Stop crying."

Zou Yue imdiately stopped crying.

"Now be a good boy and wipe your snot away." He handed him a packet of tissue.

Zou took one out, tore it into four pieces and used the littlest of them all.

Peng Qui lost his patience completely. "You.. Take a full tissue, for goodness's sake!" he pulled out two tissues and wiped his tear marks and snot away. "This is worse than babysitting my niece. Worse, I tell you," he kept grumbling as he retouched his makeup.

Zou carefully analysed everything. The feeling of the makeup brush was real. That warm hug was real. Then.... he glanced out at the busy street. 'Is this real? Am I reborn like those novel characters?'

His makeup artist gripped his chin and turned his head over. "If you move one more ti, I will fucking end you. Got it?"

Zou gulped and nodded. His makeup artist was small but a fierce young lad. He usually is sweet but when it cos to makeup he becos so serious. But thanks to him, he was able to learn valuable makeup lessons to survive in the zombie apocalypse.

"Peng Peng, tell this is real? Tell ~"

"It's gonna get real, very soon when I smash your chin. Stay still, you bozo." the little man gripped his chin and carefully reapplied a tinge of red lip tint. "All done."

Zou Yue sat back down in his seta and glanced at the bustling cars. Their nanny car stopped at a traffic light.

"Gosh this traffic is annoying," manager whispered while wiping his sweaty forehead. "If not for a drunk soone we would have already reached our spot." he glanced at him through the reflection.

"?" Zou pointed to himself with a confused expression.

Peng Peng hugged him sideways and kissed his cheeks. "Don't bla him, he is just heartbroken. It's okay, my little Zou, there are lots of fishes in the ocean,"

Zou did not understand a word they both were talking about. He subtly unlocked his phone and peered at the date. It read November 7th year 2019. His heart stopped for a second. "Peng Peng, is it really November 7th?"

"Yeah, did you drink so much that you forgot the date?"

Zou Yue anxiously bit his nails. November 7th, if he rembered correctly, was the day when his goddess Julie got married. It broke his hearts o much that he got drunk ten days continuously until he got alcohol poisoning. It was a silly thing to do but back then it was an unforgettable experience.

His legs started shaking as he started thinking about varies reasons he ca back. But he couldn't even find one. He was just a useless nobody in the zombie apocalypse. Why was he given the chance to be reborn?

"Zou?"

"hmm...."

"Go watch so ani and soothe your heart, here watch this, its epic," Peng Qui reminded the video a little and stopped it at the part where Erin gets swallowed by a gigantic titan.

Zou blankly looked at the phone that was shoved into his hands. His favourite ani AOT was running.

He switched off the phone and peered at his reflection. His supple face was reflected. The wounds that he had acquired fighting zombies had all dissapeared leaving silky smooth skin.

His upturned eyes were bright and hsi undereye was devoid of his dark undercircle.

Pink pouty lips, unlike his dark liks he has from malnourishnt.

Everything had changed in just a day.... he watched in awe as teh vehicles zood past thiers.

He lowered the window and placed his head out a little, felling the polluted air of S city. Even this air was much better than disgusting rotting sll that prevails in the apocalypse.

The air was humid and filled with sll of gas but even so he couldn't keep his eyes off of the window.

'I am back.. I am really back. Maybe my little la Trexa blessed with all her fortune.'