Cen Yu knew that memories could be embellished.

When people look back on their memories, they always find themselves in God's perspective—even God shouldn't know He Xueqing's inner thoughts and the things he did.

The moment Cen Yu saw He Xueqing crouching under the table, rubbing her face against her school uniform jacket, she wanted to yell for her to stop.

This isn't his memory at all; something has infiltrated it!

In that memory, after they left the No. 1 Middle School, they waited until the sun rose before finally walking out of that narrow place.

His coat was dirty, so He Xueqing offered to swap hers with his.

At that time, Cen Yu only thought of He Xueqing as a warm-hearted male classmate—his good deskmate in front of him, and his poor prophet.

She quickly changed into the coat He Xueqing had given her, and gave her the one she was wearing, saying, "I'll buy you a new one when we go to other places."

He Xueqing didn't care.

The two of them left their hiding place together and finally saw what the city was like.

There were convulsing monsters on the street, as well as crowds of survivors with blank expressions. Shop windows were broken, and there was a multi-vehicle collision... Some people were shouting for ambulances, and others were performing emergency rescues.

As Cen Yu and He Xueqing passed by these people, some of them noticed that they were from the No. 1 Middle School of the city and reminded them not to go back to school.

"It's full of monsters."

"That area has collapsed."

If Cen Yu hadn't heard the news and gone to find He Xueqing yesterday, this prophet would probably already be buried in the teaching building of the city's No. 1 High School.

"Where is your home?" He Xueqing asked Cen Yu as they walked, exhausted and sleepy.

"The first floor," Cen Yu said simply, "is defenseless against anything there."

He swung the baseball bat in his hand. "A baseball bat is still somewhat useful, isn't it?" He was referring, of course, to his earlier question to He Xueqing about whether they should prepare a baseball bat and a kitchen knife.

He Xueqing pursed her lips and remained silent.

Cen Yu led him toward his home.

...

The windows of Cen Yu's house had already been smashed by the monster, and there was a lot of blood on the floor of the corridor.

The entire building was filled with various noises, and in the dimly lit stairwell were some fallen monster corpses that hadn't been moved yet.

It really did look like the end of the world.

When Cen Yu left, he didn't have time to lock the door, so it was wide open. However, he didn't have anything valuable in his house, so it didn't matter.

He poked the door open with his baseball bat... and decisively smashed the head of a monster hiding behind the door before letting He Xueqing in.

“It seems the sunlight has weakened it considerably.” Cen Yu kicked the monster’s corpse aside, hoisted his baseball bat, and turned to He Xueqing.

He Xueqing walked behind Cen Yu, imitating him as she stepped over the monster's corpse, and together they went into the bedroom.

Cen Yu didn't bother to avoid him, so she took off her coat and pajamas and grabbed a T-shirt and pants from the closet to put on.

He Xueqing turned around somewhat awkwardly, fidgeting with the corner of his clothes, and then asked Cen Yu, "What are your plans for the future?"

The city's No. 1 High School is gone. Unlike those optimistic people who think things will turn around, He Xueqing truly knows that the end of the world has come.

Monsters will continuously emerge from those mysterious underground depressions, and once captured by them, they will be corrupted and become new monsters.

There might be a solution in the future, but for now...

They can't go back.

As He Xueqing was thinking, he felt someone tap his shoulder. He immediately turned around and found that Cen Yu had changed his clothes.

"I don't know," Cen Yu said.

In response to He Xueqing's earlier question, he asked, "And you?"

The class groups at the No. 1 Middle School in the city are now in complete chaos.

Last night's events happened so suddenly. After it was confirmed that the entire dormitory building and the patrolling security guards had all turned into monsters, the main gate was opened and the monsters were let in... I guess no one expected that there were still people hiding in the teaching building.

The students who turned into monsters, of course, can't come back.

Cen Yu thought to himself, and he glanced at He Xueqing, only to see that she was looking down and seemed to be thinking about something.

He found a stored instant noodle at home, cooked a pot of it, and then brought it to the dining table.

He Xueqing helped him set out all the bowls and chopsticks, and then the two of them sat facing each other at the dining table. They could still hear shouts from the apartment building and the sounds of ambulances coming and going on the street, but they were too tired to speak.

He Xueqing only felt sleepy after she had eaten and drunk her fill.

Cen Yu also yawned.

"Will these monsters come out now?" Cen Yu glanced at the sunlight outside the window.

It was already 10 a.m., and he was usually still asleep on weekends at this time... He glanced at He Xueqing, feeling a little confused himself.

At this time, he was 18 years old. He Xueqing started school later and was a little older than him, but she was only 19 years old.

The two sat down at the dining table, their eyes locked, amidst a mess at their feet, including the corpse of the monster that Cen Yu had killed.

Finally, the two of them worked together to throw the monster's corpse outside the gate...

“They should only come out at night,” He Xueqing said, glancing at the sunlight in the yard.

"That's fine then," Cen Yu muttered.

He Xueqing was about to leave when Cen Yu grabbed her arm. "Where are you going?"

He Xueqing had no idea that his dormitory was gone and he had nowhere to go. Besides his phone, all he had was the change he had kept in his pocket.

Finally, they returned to Cen Yu's home together.

Perhaps because they were worried about the monster, they finally went to Cen Yu's bedroom together... The two of them lay side by side on the bed, both wearing clothes that allowed them to run away at any time.

Cen Yu's windows weren't fitted with security bars, so those monsters could easily break them.

So they set an alarm for 4 p.m.

They didn't draw the curtains, and the sunlight outside shone on them. He Xueqing felt a little hot and her eyes were a little glaring, and Cen Yu obviously felt the same way.

But they didn't dare draw the curtains—no one said anything, but they all felt that the sunlight made them feel safer.

He Xueqing lay on Cen Yu's bed.

He was very sleepy, and the scent of Cen Yu's shower gel filled his nostrils.

Cen Yu's body was warm beside her, and they were both wearing coats and trousers... In a daze, He Xueqing fell asleep on Cen Yu's pillow.

Cen Yu rested her head on his shoulder.

He Xueqing was extremely sleepy. He struggled to open his eyes, glanced at Cen Yu leaning on his shoulder, rubbed his cheek against the top of the other's head, and then fell into a deep sleep.