Chapter 76 Spoiled Girlfriend VS Obsessive Doomsday Boss 22

Before leaving.

Cheng Xuxu was very reluctant to part with them, not expecting that Jiang Zhiyi and the other person would be leaving City C so soon.

"Don't be sad, you can come to City A to see me in the future," Jiang Zhiyi comforted her.

"Okay, I'll definitely go if I have the chance."

Cheng Xuxu gave Jiang Zhiyi a big hug, and then kissed her twice.

"goodbye!"

The convoy carrying the group drove off and quickly disappeared from sight.

On the bus.

Huo Linchuan used a wet wipe to clean the lipstick mark on Jiang Zhiyi's face; it was from Cheng Xuxu's kiss just now.

"I won't wipe it! This is what Xuxu left for me, I can't bear to wipe it."

"Then you can keep your face covered in graffiti." Huo Linchuan tossed aside the wet tissue in his hand.

Jiang Zhiyi took out her small mirror and looked at herself, only to find that Huo Linchuan had wiped the lipstick marks all over the place, and the original beauty was long gone.

"Hmph." Jiang Zhiyi slapped him twice hard, it was all his fault for ruining the artwork.

...

Half a month later.

Although we were still some distance from City A, we could already see the differences in the surrounding environment.

Now we have entered the plains, and as far as the eye can see, it is a vast and boundless expanse of fertile and rich land.

The convoy stopped at a temporary rest stop by the roadside.

Many other superpowered teams also stopped at this outpost, most of whom were heading to City A.

Because it was daytime and so lively, some people even set up stalls to sell things.

If you don't want to use crystal cores, you can also directly barter.

Jiang Zhiyi and the others also got out of the car and traded some grapes with others.

She saw a man holding two not-so-good pomelos. He wanted to trade them for some bread, but he had already been refused twice.

"Brother Linchuan, I want that pomelo."

Jiang Zhiyi told Huo Linchuan to get out of the car. She had just gotten in the car and didn't want to move anymore.

Huo Linchuan returned with pomelos, the peels of which were already shriveled and probably had no moisture left.

"What do you need this for? We can't eat it all." Huo Linchuan asked her.

“You don’t understand, you common man,” Jiang Zhiyi mocked him.

Jiang Zhiyi took a black marker and started drawing on the pomelo.

She has quite an imagination; with just a few simple strokes, the oddly shaped ugly pomelo has now become quite distinctive.

The little figure drawn on it is undoubtedly the finishing touch.

"It's a good drawing." Huo Linchuan praised her after taking a look.

"Of course, if he had drawn it like that just now, he would have already switched the item out."

Jiang Zhiyi felt that she had quite a talent for business.

She held the pomelo and admired it for a long time, but then she remembered something.

Why did you just say it couldn't be eaten?

"Isn't it obvious? It's already dried out like this." Huo Linchuan raised an eyebrow.

"I don't believe it. I just heard that person say that the pomelo is very sweet."

Jiang Zhiyi then asked Huo Linchuan to peel a pomelo for her.

Because the outer skin was too dry, it was a bit difficult to peel, and Huo Linchuan struggled with it for quite a while.

Once peeled open, the flesh inside is plump and bright red.

Jiang Zhiyi tasted it and found it to be fragrant and sweet.

She became even more smug, and the smile on her lips never stopped.

Looking at the black marker stains on his hands from peeling the pomelo, Huo Linchuan realized that she seemed to really enjoy doodling.

Jiang Zhiyi used to often draw on eggs, water cups, walls... she liked to add things to any place where she could draw.

Huo Linchuan suddenly remembered something from a long time ago—

At that time, the apocalypse had just begun, and he had not yet awakened his superpowers.

He suddenly developed a high fever, and his whole body was burning with pain, as if every cell in his body was being burned, which was extremely uncomfortable.

This pain lasted for many days; it wasn't constant, but it would flare up every few hours.

This repeated torment wore him down to the point of losing all patience.

Finally, one day, Huo Linchuan began to lie in bed and wait for death.

The clock on the wall kept ticking away, and he counted the time in his mind, waiting for death to come.

Jiang Zhiyi barged into the room; it was the third time she had come to see him that day.

The first two times, she saw him looking half-dead and bothered him for a while, but when he didn't react, she just left.

This time, Jiang Zhiyi ran up to him again, and then she whispered, "Are you going to die?"

Jiang Zhiyi was somewhat flustered. Although she tried her best to hide it, the tremor in her voice betrayed her.

Huo Linchuan's throat felt like it was on fire. He opened his mouth, but it hurt too much, so he decided to stay silent.

Seeing that he hadn't answered, Jiang Zhi patiently asked him again.

However, she still didn't get any response, and she quickly got angry.

She straddled him, cursing and hitting him, pulling his hair, pinching his face, and tearing at his clothes.

She was the one who was bullying him the whole time, but in the end she started crying instead.

Jiang Zhiyi said in a hoarse voice, "I knew it! You've been itching to die so you could find a new girlfriend in the underworld. Bastard! Shameless! Disgusting!"

Huo Linchuan felt like he was going to be driven mad by her words.

After a long time, he heard her say again, "Get well soon, no one is washing my clothes, and I have no clothes to wear."

It wasn't a kind remark, but the tone was particularly pitiful; she always evoked a mixture of love and hate in people.

Huo Linchuan felt helpless and sighed.

He felt he should try to live a few more days, otherwise Jiang Zhiyi probably wouldn't live much longer either.

That evening, his condition actually began to improve, and he no longer felt any pain.

Jiang Zhiyi brought him an egg.

At that time, they were extremely short of supplies, and he basically saved all the nutritious food for her.

She drew a big crying face on the egg with a black pen.

That egg looked particularly funny.

Jiang Zhiyi said to him, "It looks too ugly, I don't want to eat it, you eat it."

Huo Linchuan took the eggs, feeling touched. He said gently, "We'll each have half."

Jiang Zhiyi said again, "I don't want it. Why are you giving me your leftovers?"

...

"what's on your mind?"

Jiang Zhiyi noticed that Huo Linchuan was in a daze, with a silly smile on his face, so she reached out and pinched him.

Huo Linchuan then snapped out of his reverie.

"Why were you laughing just now?" Jiang Zhiyi asked him.

"Because I'm happy, I've found a treasure," Huo Linchuan replied.

"What treasure? I want to see it too! Can you give it to me?"

"No, I can't show it to you, and I can't give it away. It's mine alone."

Huo Linchuan rejected her outright.

Jiang Zhiyi clearly hadn't expected to hear such a reply, and she turned her head away angrily, refusing to talk to him.

Outside the car window, the scenery flashed by: white clouds, meadows, streams, and wildflowers...

Jiang Zhiyi quickly forgot about the little incident that had just happened.

She began to appreciate the scene before her, a rare moment of leisure and tranquility.

Huo Linchuan stared at her, lost in thought.