Chapter 9 Appetizing

"Brother Jiang." Wang Xinxin limped over, sobbing, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at him.

Jiang Ye is utterly heartless and lacks any sense of tenderness or compassion.

Bai Chenzhu got off the bus with his backpack, watching the wildly unleashed plot unfold, and tilted his head.

Jiang Ye's reaction almost made Bai Chenzhu suspect that the other party knew something in advance.

Wang Xinxin, clutching her bruised knee, said aggrievedly, "What's wrong with you? Jiang Ye, you weren't like this before. Since that day, you haven't answered my texts or called, and you even took sick leave from school. I couldn't find you anywhere. Do you know how worried I was? If it were for Bai Chenzhu, I would have broken up with him long ago. Don't you believe in my feelings for you? Now you're being so cruel to me. Tell me, what did I do to offend you? Can't we talk this out?"

Bai Chenzhu, who was innocently caught in the crossfire, glanced at her, her lips twitching as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't get involved in this farce.

Jiang Ye looked at her with a gloomy expression, his eyes cold and his words sharp as knives, "I don't know you well, there's nothing to say."

Bai Chenzhu had never seen Jiang Ye look like this before.

In his memory, Jiang Ye was always agitated when he was angry, just like when they first met, he was furious and carrying fists, his emotions clearly displayed on his face.

Instead of being like this now, where nothing seems to concern me.

Bai Chenzhu felt that he was really not suitable to be in this scene, but when he turned his head, he saw 'Qingmei' leaning on the car body with her elbow, looking at the two people in front of him with great interest.

If she had sunflower seeds in her hand right now, she'd probably be enjoying them immensely.

"You!" Wang Xinxin was so angry that she couldn't speak. She took a few deep breaths, and because she needed his help, she had to soften her voice. "Jiang Ye, you were the one who pursued me. I just said I needed to think about it, and you turned your back on me. Now you're so heartless to me. Are you upset that I didn't give you an answer? Fine, I'll agree to your request now."

"Promise what?" Jiang Ye feigned ignorance, pointing outside the door. "How come I don't know anything about this? Don't talk nonsense. You're not welcome in my house."

Wang Xinxin squatted down, hugged herself, and cried bitterly, on the verge of emotional collapse.

Bai Chenzhu stood with his arms crossed against the car door, adopting a distant and unapproachable posture, only looking down coldly at the farce.

Wang Xinxin was undoubtedly Jiang Ye's first girlfriend. When the meeting was discussing the adaptation, someone suggested that harems wouldn't pass censorship. If the adaptation had to choose a "female lead," why not choose his first love, Wang Xinxin?

However, the proposal was quickly rejected.

Because Wang Xinxin, who had a deep and sweet relationship with Jiang Ye in the early stages, stabbed Jiang Ye in the back at the beginning of the apocalypse, making Jiang Ye deeply understand the wickedness of people's hearts in the apocalypse. From then on, his personality changed drastically, and he became wary of everything.

Jiang Ye was bound to a chair, struggling helplessly like a trapped beast. His girlfriend, the one he was willing to protect with everything, walked over with a smile, holding a fruit knife. Her face was as pure and beautiful as an angel, and her voice was as sweet as a lover's: "Jiang Ye, they say that there is a 'crystal' in the brain of a superhuman. If you eat it, you can become a superhuman."

"You love me so much, you'd risk your life to protect me. You'll forgive me this time, right?"

Later, Jiang Ye had a scar on his face. No matter how good the medicine was, it always left a scar about the length of a finger joint.

Wang Xinxin was crying so hard that her childhood friend couldn't bear to watch. She went over, took out a tissue and handed it to Wang Xinxin, but Wang Xinxin didn't appreciate it at all. She waved her hand and knocked the tissue away, then covered her face and wailed.

For a moment, the only sound in the courtyard was her breathless sobbing. No one comforted her, including the man in black, who was hoping that Wang Xinxin's crying would soften Jiang Ye's heart.

Qingmei couldn't bear to watch any longer, and she hesitated before saying, "Jiang Ye, they're all your friends. They've already come in. Are you going to let her keep crying here?"

Silence spread among the five people.

After a while, Jiang Ye made a move.

“Since you’ve said so, sister…” Jiang Ye’s expression softened, seemingly relenting.

Wang Xinxin stopped sobbing, and the man in black who had been invisible all along beamed with joy.

Just when things seemed to be turning around, Jiang Ye walked over and, with extraordinary strength, lifted one of them by the back of their collars.

To everyone's astonishment, Jiang Ye dragged the two across the lawn, promptly tossed them out the door, clapped his hands, and locked the electric gate.

Jiang Ye said, "Then let her cry outside."

Baichenzhu&'Qingmei':......

Ignoring the two men's wails and the pounding on the door, the three of them went up the stairs into the villa. After all, it was Jiang Ye's house, and the host's attitude was already very clear; Bai Chenzhu wouldn't interfere.

Jiang Ye stopped and observed the figure in front of him for a moment, then suddenly called out, "Bai Chenzhu!"

Bai Chenzhu on the stairs reflexively turned around, and 'Qingmei' paused for a moment before turning to the side, wanting to hear what Jiang Ye was going to say.

Jiang Ye simply shrugged and said, "The weather is really nice, don't you think?"

Bai Chenzhu frowned, stared at him for a few seconds, puzzled, then turned and continued walking uphill.

Jiang Ye twitched his lips and thought to himself, with his hands in his pockets: It seems that 'Bai Chenzhu' is indeed this person's real name.

As Bai Chenzhu entered, 'Qingmei' pushed up her glasses and asked, "That guy in the white shirt, is he your friend?"

Jiang Ye's expression turned complicated. "What kind of friend is he? It's just because of him... Never mind, let's not talk about this." He waved his hand dismissively.

"Qingmei" teased, "You've changed, Jiang Ye. You're actually picking up people on the street? Haven't you heard the saying, 'Don't just pick up any man you see on the street'?"

Jiang Ye stretched and glanced at her listlessly. He casually said, "I didn't just pick it up randomly."

“Alright, what about the other two? This place is remote, they certainly won’t walk to the city. It looks like they’re determined to stay here.” ’Qingmei’ frowned.

"Is our villa the only one left in the villa area?" Jiang Ye asked rhetorically. "Why are they targeting this one?"

'Green Plum' paused, "You mean..."

“Kindness is often taken advantage of,” Jiang Ye shrugged. “Being soft-hearted can cost you your life.”

'Qingmei' seemed lost in thought, while Jiang Ye, with his hands in his pockets, swayed as he went upstairs.

Suddenly, Jiang Ye's voice rang out from inside the villa. He called out, "Zhou Zhuohua!"

Upon hearing her name, 'Qingmei', which is Zhou Zhuohua, quickly went over.

It turned out that Bai Chenzhu, carrying his shoulder bag, went straight to the soft, large sofa without any hesitation and fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

He slept very comfortably, but there were always strange noises in his dreams.

"The fever is too high, just like an infected person, but there are no visible wounds. It's possible that it will turn into one of those monsters outside," the indifferent female voice said.

After a while, Jiang Ye's impatient voice rang out, "He was captured by a zombie. If he really wanted to transform, he would have done so long ago. Tsk, how come this guy is so weak? Sis, think of a way to get his fever down quickly."

"It would be too unlucky to die here."

When Bai Chenzhu woke up, he found himself still lying on the sofa, but with a soft blanket covering him. Jiang Ye was standing beside him, arms crossed, leaning against the wall, staring intently at him as if he were some strange creature.

Actually, Jiang Ye wasn't looking at anything; he was simply spacing out.

The leather sofa was black, the blanket was gray, and among all the cool colors, Bai Chenzhu's skin stood out as almost glowing white.

His hair was jet black, his long eyelashes covered his eyes, and his face had a pale, weak look. He had lost some of the aloofness and indifference he had when he was active, and gained a more serene, ink-painting-like quality when he was still. Only the gold pendant on his left ear added a touch of vibrancy.

Jiang Ye stared at him, and after a while, it was like looking at a portrait; he unconsciously lost his focus.

The 'Bai Chenzhu' in his memory didn't have such a handsome appearance. He vaguely remembered him as a timid, country bumpkin who had been taken to a VIP ward in the hospital. After the apocalypse began, he naturally forgot about him.

But now, after causing him to contract the virus prematurely, this guy had even appeared on his way back to the villa. Jiang Ye frowned. He felt this person was troublesome, like a butterfly whose slightest flap of its wings could cause a distant tornado.

Suddenly, the painting moved slightly. The figure in the painting fluttered its eyelashes and opened a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to keep people at a distance.

It's hard to describe the feeling at that moment. It was as if the painting had come to life, the exquisite doll had been infused with a soul, and the lifeless black and white portrait had been painted with a touch of brightness. Jiang Ye's heart skipped a beat and he came back to his senses.

He then realized that he had been staring blankly at a man.