Chapter 153 The Apocalyptic Little Zombie Was Raised by a Cold and Aloof Doctor for 20 Years
"Um... Sheng Sheng, are you going to sleep?" He Wanshu put down the book in her hand, cleared her throat and asked.
"Okay, I'm going to sleep now."
"Okay, then I'll turn off the light." After turning off the light, He Wanshu stared at the ceiling, feeling that the ambiguous atmosphere was intensifying.
The room was eerily quiet.
In the quiet, he could clearly feel his own rapid breathing.
He Wanshu tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, all he could think about were the hurtful things he had said to Yu Sheng.
He sat up abruptly, scratching his hair in frustration.
Looking at Yu Sheng's figure with her back to him not far away, he finally felt a little calmer.
"Sheng Sheng, are you asleep?" He Wanshu asked in a low voice.
Yu Sheng, who was also unable to sleep due to his tossing and turning, was speechless.
No, what exactly are you planning to do tonight?
He's constantly moving around, shifting from side to side, how could he possibly fall asleep!
But Yu Sheng closed her eyes and didn't say anything.
Soon after, a very light footstep came from behind him, the owner of the footsteps seemed to be afraid of waking him.
He Wanshu carefully pushed open the iron cage door.
He deliberately left the iron cage door unlocked tonight.
Now that you've realized you like Yu Sheng, you can't keep locking him up when you sleep like before, can you?
Yu Sheng suddenly turned over, facing He Wanshu, which startled He Wanshu so much that he didn't dare to move, fearing that Yu Sheng might suddenly wake up, which would be difficult to explain.
No matter how you explain it, he seems like a pervert.
888: Seriously, let's put it another way, aren't you one of them?
"Sheng Sheng?" He Wanshu checked again to see if Yu Sheng was awake.
Yu Sheng still showed no sign of opening her eyes.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Yu Sheng: No, brother, what exactly are you going to do?
He Wanshu squatted down, leaned close to Yu Sheng's face, and traced Yu Sheng's eyebrows and eyes with his finger, smiling gently.
Yu Sheng: "..."
So all that buildup was just for this?!
Yu Sheng couldn't help but feel greatly disappointed in him.
I thought he might do something bad!
He Wanshu got up and went back to his bed, but he still couldn't fall asleep.
The words "Yu Sheng, there's no possibility between us. I can't be with a zombie..." kept playing on repeat in my mind.
He Wanshu's brows were so furrowed they could trap a fly.
Recalling her own words back then, Yu Sheng's eyes reddened and she struggled to hold back her sobs, and her heart ached twice.
How heartbroken Sheng Sheng must have been back then!
Could he be secretly hiding in some corner, shedding tears of loneliness?
Thinking about all this, He Wanshu suddenly felt like he was a complete scoundrel!
Suddenly, a crisp slapping sound rang out in the room.
Yu Sheng sensed something was wrong and secretly opened one eye to peek at He Wanshu, only to be shocked to find He Wanshu slapping himself.
Yu Sheng: Huh?!
No, what is he up to now!
Why did you suddenly start self-harming?
After slapping himself once on the left and once on the right, He Wanshu suddenly realized that he might have been a little too loud. He covered his hand tightly with one hand and glanced at Yu Sheng's direction guiltily.
Yu Sheng's lips twitched slightly, and she silently closed her eyes.
Who knows what He Wanshu is really thinking?
I've never seen him pull this stunt before! It scared him so much he almost couldn't keep up the act anymore.
After slapping himself twice, He Wanshu felt much better.
She drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face.
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While Yu Sheng and 888 were drinking their porridge, they couldn't help but look up at the two clear handprints on He Wanshu's face.
Yu Sheng: It seems he hit me pretty hard last night, otherwise the handprint wouldn't be so clear.
888: Did he force himself on Sheng Sheng last night and then get slapped twice by her? He couldn't have slapped himself, could he? That's too far-fetched. Slapping yourself for no reason is just plain stupid!
He, the brain-dead, late-night writer: Who are you talking about?
He Wanshu sensed that the two figures were definitely watching him secretly, and he unconsciously touched the handprint on his face.
It's so obvious, do they think they're sick?
He Wanshu couldn't help but think about it.
He paused, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and explained, "Last night there were two big mosquitoes buzzing in my ear that kept me awake, so I..."
"I slapped myself twice because I used too much force when I was swatting mosquitoes."
Yu Sheng: "..."
I'm telling you, who would believe your story?
"Really, those were huge mosquitoes."
One person nodded numbly.
Ah yes, yes, it was from swatting mosquitoes.
888 couldn't help but glance at Yu Sheng, but unexpectedly their eyes met.
Its gossipy nature was burning brightly; Sheng Sheng must know some inside information.
After He Wanshu went to do his research, the group of people gathered together and complained about He Wanshu's glorious deeds.
"Sheng Sheng, what's wrong with him? Did you slap him on the face?" 888 pouted and said, "He even said it was from swatting a mosquito, that's hilarious. There are only three of us living beings in the lab, mosquitoes, my foot! Why doesn't he just say he slapped me because he didn't like me?"
Yu Sheng fell silent.
After all... that could very well be the case.
However, the specific reason remains to be investigated.
"I don't know either. He couldn't sleep and kept tossing and turning like a maggot. Then he stood by my bed like a ghost, staring at me and laughing. Later, he got into bed and slapped himself twice. I was stunned!"
888 scratched his head, genuinely unable to understand He Wanshu's bizarre move.
"No, what's his motive?"
"Perhaps he had a change of heart and realized that his past self was a terrible person?!"
After thinking it over and over, this was the only thing 888 could think of.
Otherwise, it would be really hard to explain He Wanshu's perplexing behavior.
It's even more neurotic than it sometimes is.
Yu Sheng crunched on the apple He Wanshu had peeled, "Who cares! But our Professor He has finally figured it out, I can tell just by looking at his eyes."
"Don't tell me, I noticed it all too well. He always likes to peek at you!"
It operates exactly the same way as in the previous world.
They kept a close watch on all the creatures around Yu Sheng, even those that weren't human.
"Sheng Sheng, remember to take me into the mental sea tonight. I want to see if he'll still slap himself in the face," 888 chuckled, his expression somewhat lewd.
It was simply curiosity.
It's curious to see He Wanshu slap himself; it'll definitely record it.
This is a real slap in the face moment.
The protagonist did it himself!
Almost exactly as the night before, He Wanshu first made sure Yu Sheng wasn't asleep, then quietly and carefully slapped his own mouth.
He was gentler this time, so there probably won't be any obvious handprint left.
888 found it hilarious.
But as it laughed, it stopped laughing.
Because of He Wanshu...
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