When the apocalypse descends, a zombie crisis emerges, and strange anomalies appear.
It's merely a game for those who cannot be directly seen. The hope of the dying is also the biggest va...
Li Xuanzu did not stay in that abandoned city for long.
Although his feelings for Fu Yu were very complicated, he couldn't say he disliked this young girl.
Moreover, he believed that if he had shared a bed with a woman and she had given him her first kiss, he wouldn't stoop so low as to leave her now.
What's more, this was also his first kiss.
Even on the continent of Blazing Spirit, this is true.
Li Xuanzu returned to his residence in a daze, taking the place of the blood servant. His gaze towards Fu Yu was tinged with apology.
But Fu Yuxin was very perceptive; she couldn't see the emotions hidden deep in Li Xuanzu's eyes.
At this moment, she was looking expectantly at the cup that Li Xuanzu was bringing to her lips.
During his absence, the Blood Servant had already unsealed the wine jar and poured out two cups of rice wine.
A rich aroma of grain, like a bird released from its cage, wafted straight into Li Xuanzu's nostrils.
The aroma is not pungent at all; on the contrary, it is quite sweet. Although it is a new wine, you can faintly smell a hint of aging.
It's like... standing at a distance and looking at an elderly person who is over seventy years old; the feeling seems weak, but it is real and tangible.
I raised my glass and drank it all in one gulp. The expected sweetness spread through my throat, and a warm sensation went straight to my stomach. It was as if the chill of winter had been dispelled by this small glass of rice wine.
"How is it? Is it good?" Fu Yu's expression suddenly became tense after Li Xuanzu drank a cup of wine.
Li Xuanzu smacked his lips, savoring the aftertaste, but for some reason, a slight bitterness filled his mouth.
"Delicious, delicious." Li Xuanzu nodded repeatedly, but shifted his gaze elsewhere, no longer daring to look directly at Fu Yu.
People don't change that quickly. No matter how strong Li Xuanzu is, it's difficult for him to adapt to things like emotions that he's never been involved in before.
He really didn't know how to respond to the beautiful woman in front of him.
"Really? That's great! I knew it! Grandma is quick to learn and can do anything, hehe." Fu Yu stood up happily, bounced around a couple of times, her eyebrows arched, and her eyes narrowed into slits.
Seeing Fu Yu so happy, like a child, Li Xuanzu's voice grew increasingly bitter.
"I'm back." Ouyang Ningxue knocked on the door, and Li Xuanzu opened it before Fu Yu could.
The group that arrived included not only Ouyang Ningxue, but also Leng An, Shen Han, Xie Ke'er, and Jia Tai.
Leng An and Jia Tai were carrying large and small bags of various things, including clothes and snacks.
Only after everyone had come in did a timid figure emerge from behind Ouyang Ningxue.
It's Qian Li.
"You've made it in time! Come in, everyone. Qian Li has grown taller and become more beautiful." Li Xuanzu casually greeted everyone and took Qian Li's small hand.
A twelve-year-old girl is at the age of development and has indeed grown taller. Although she looks a bit immature, Qian Li has a calm and mature demeanor that her peers do not possess.
When Qian Li met Li Xuanzu, she was still shy, but she let him lead her into the room.
"Everyone's here? Come on, come and try my wine, there's enough for everyone, but Qian Li can't drink it." Fu Yu rushed over upon hearing the commotion, counted the number of people, and went to the kitchen to prepare cups.
“Old Huang still has some things to take care of, so I called Qian Li and Leng An over,” Ouyang Ningxue said.
Li Xuanzu nodded. He knew what Elder Huang needed to deal with, and didn't ask any further questions.
As for Qian Gang, he is still Qian Li's brother after all. Out of respect for Qian Li, Old Huang didn't want him to do any heavy work. Now he keeps him by his side as an assistant, responsible for handling some less important documents.
Qian Gang was not an ambitious person. On the contrary, he especially hoped for a stable life. His current situation was not bad for him, and he would not resent Li Xuanzu because of it.
There are eight hours left until New Year's Eve.
(The protagonist's character has been salvaged. Originally, I didn't plan to introduce this setting so early, but I was afraid of being criticized, so I had to make it clear in advance. I'm really impressed. Next time, I'll reveal the foreshadowing in advance so that no one is too impatient to wait.)