The sun was shining, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, and the frail Yunluo took Tangtang, who was in all kinds of pain, back home to stay.

The reason why Yun Luo had no classmates or friends to talk to was that he was taciturn and a homebody. He didn’t like getting along with others and didn’t like group activities. The only people who accompanied him were the three girls who grew up with him.

An Chuyu, Yan Chenyu, An Qingjue.

The times are quiet, the years are peaceful, I have many close friends, and I have no regrets in this life.

Yun Luo's will is so strong that he can suppress the sequelae of performing the secret technique, making him look like a normal person, except that he can't use his true power or telekinesis. Yun Luo had slept enough and didn't want to lie down. He put Tangtang on the computer desk and turned on the computer to write a novel.

It was the fourth year of the apocalypse and he did not have many warm memories. He was struggling on the brink of death from starvation and thirst. He could still clearly remember the first time he killed someone. The bright red blood covered the cold and dry earth, and the sky was gloomy and gray.

Yun Luo's typing speed slowed down due to the pain, but he could still write 3,000 words in an hour. He slowly narrated his past, a world that only he knew. The gloomy and desperate darkness was gone from then on.

The doorbell suddenly rang. Yunluo stopped writing, walked out of the bedroom, looked out through the peephole, and asked, "Who is it?"

"This is a population census in the higher education park, investigating the floating population and permanent residents." Two young men with work badges and formal looks outside the door said politely, and raised a thick stack of questionnaires in their hands, which were stamped with the government seal.

Yunluo opened the door and looked at the two people's work IDs before letting them in. The two people did not look around and took out a questionnaire in the living room for Yunluo to fill out. Yunluo filled out the form as required and answered some questions from the two young men. The two people politely said goodbye and left, knocking on another door.

After closing the door, Yun Luo smiled gently with a hint of smile in his eyes. He really thought that he could not recognize that these two people were national security agents. They were carrying guns. The smell of metal could be smelled from far away. It seemed that Ba Xia had adopted a strategy of searching everywhere in order to find the awakened ones.

Yunluo returned to the bedroom safely and sat down to continue writing the manuscript, while Tangtang fell asleep sweetly while hugging the big red tail.

…

Lunch was instant noodles with charcoal-grilled meat flavor. Yunluo just had to feed himself. Tangtang wouldn't feel hungry even if she didn't need to eat or drink for the next few days. The pure energy of the seventh-level pronucleus accumulated in Tangtang's palm-sized rat body, which was enough for all kinds of growth and development needs.

Yunluo checked his work email and spent an hour and a half to finish the three new French translations. He then immersed himself in writing Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven Years of the Apocalypse. The feeling of recording past memories became more and more comfortable the more he wrote, and he simply couldn't stop.

Yun Luo wrote in one breath until Yan Chenyu took the key to open the door. Then he stopped and opened the author's backstage. A message popped up. It was the editor who asked Yun Luo to add the Qiuqiu account. Yun Luo logged into Qiuqiu, added the editor, and then uploaded the chapters to the manuscript box. He set the automatic update time of five chapters a day. This process took Yun Luo ten minutes, which shows how many chapters he wrote.

Yan Chenyu just came into the room and quietly looked at Yunluo, then went to the boudoir to change clothes and went to the kitchen to make dinner for the two of them. Tangtang has been sleeping all the time. It is better to sleep and know nothing when you are awake and suffer all kinds of pain.

Yunluo got up and went into the kitchen, helping Yan Chenyu with some small things, which made Yan Chenyu smile and felt the warmth of home.

"Xiao Yu, I don't remember when you got your driver's license?" Yun Luo asked casually while picking the rotten leaves of green vegetables.

Yan Chenyu stared at the boiled prawns in the pot very seriously, added some salt, and said without turning her head: "Aluo, you remember correctly, I have never taken a driver's license test. It was after I was promoted to senior secretary that the eldest lady applied for a driver's license for me."

"The benefits are so good that I even want to go to work at Zhen's." Yun Luo said jokingly, putting the picked green vegetables into a plastic basin and turning on the tap to rinse them.

"Hmph, you lazy bum, do you really think Chuyu and I don't know that you deleted the interview emails and notification text messages sent by several big companies?" Yan Chenyu will never forget that when she was interning in her senior year, it was Yunluo who accompanied her to apply for jobs in one company after another. Later, after graduation, she went to Zhen's Group, which was also Yunluo's suggestion. Yunluo also went to Sihai City on the day of recruitment.

An Chuyu knew all this or not. Yun Luo accompanied Yan Chenyu through the initial and re-examinations of Zhen Group. During the final interview, Yun Luo just walked around with Yan Chenyu and then left after Yan Chenyu went in for the interview.

"I just want to spend more time with you guys. There's no end to making money and youth is gone once it's gone. I'll go work after Qingju graduates. With my Level 8 professional certificate in English and French, it'll be easy to find a job." Yun Luo smiled slightly, with a very unique look that Yan Chenyu liked very much.

"Yeah, I know." Yan Chenyu whispered softly, and suddenly turned her head to look at Yun Luo. At this glance, Yan Chenyu discovered a secret and said with a little surprise: "A Luo, you seem to have grown taller. The shoes are flat-soled. You have really grown taller. I think Chu Yu will be very happy to hear this news."

"I haven't measured it. Xiaoyu, please help me measure it after dinner. I think it should be about three or four centimeters." Yun Luo would not be so honest. He knew from looking in the mirror that he was 1.75 meters tall. There has to be some fun between men and women.

"This may be the third time my body is growing. I need to eat more so that I can grow taller." When Yan Chenyu smiled, for some reason, there was always a little bit of resentment in her, which made people feel pity for her.

Yun Luo smiled and nodded, handing the washed green vegetables to Yan Chenyu. Yan Chenyu watched the water boil and poured it into the pot to make a shrimp and vegetable soup, which was very suitable for those who were not very good at cooking.

…

Yan Chenyu was very caring. She woke up Tangtang who was sleeping like a pig and placed a bowl of prepared food in front of Tangtang. Tangtang blinked her sapphire eyes, glanced at Yunluo, seemed to sigh, and then started eating.

Yunluo and Yan Chenyu had a very warm meal. Afterwards, Yan Chenyu took a tape measure and asked Yunluo to take off his shoes and stand against the wall to measure his height. The data of 1.75 meters made Yan Chenyu smile like a flower: "Aluo, you have grown taller, so it will be easier for me to wear high heels."

After a pause, Yun Luo suddenly realized that Yan Chenyu never wore shoes with high heels when she was alone with him. It seemed that she was very considerate of her emotions. A girl of 1.7 meters looks very tall. When she stood with Yun Luo, it seemed that the boy was shorter.

There was nothing An Chuyu could do about it. He was 1.80 meters tall. No matter how he hid, he was still 1.80 meters tall. He was ten centimeters taller than Yunluo. So when An Chuyu and Yunluo went shopping, he liked to lean on Yunluo to make himself look shorter.

The two were childhood sweethearts, both were girls with kind hearts and gentle minds. Yunluo was unwilling to choose, nor did he want to make a choice.

In Yun Luo's eyes, An Qingjue is just a little loli who has not grown up yet. He has no other thoughts about her and loves her like a younger sister, even though An Qingjue is already a college student in her twenties.

…

There is a kind of touching feeling called a confidante. Yun Luo looked at Yan Chenyu and knew in his heart that this was the first girl he truly fell in love with after coming to Earth. Yan Chenyu was pure and innocent with a beautiful soul.

Girls are very sensitive to boys' gazes. Yan Chenyu read the love in Yun Luo's eyes and her heart was intoxicated.

Yun Luo was a gentle gentleman. It was a rare occasion for him to go with Yan Chenyu to wash the pots and dishes. Yan Chenyu did not refuse. She could feel that Yun Luo had changed a little. Anyway, he was the type she liked. However, she felt distressed when she thought of her good sister An Chuyu.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

After finishing the chores, Yun Luo returned to the bedroom, took a black pen, and wrote the song "My Heart Will Not Die" on a piece of white letter paper, using the simple score. Yun Luo was a very interesting person. He had shared the lyrics with An Chuyu, so he had to let Yan Chenyu see the song first.

Yunluo's handwriting is very beautiful, and the Chinese characters also have a romantic and elegant flavor of French.

Yan Chenyu liked Yunluo's gift very much. It was tucked inside a leather-covered notebook. Knowing that it was a war song that Yunluo was going to create in conjunction with the end of the world in the 237th year, Yan Chenyu became even more interested in it. She even asked Yunluo if she wanted her help in finding a drummer, a recording studio, and a recording engineer.

Yunluo only asked Yan Chenyu to pay attention to the recording studio when she was free. Yunluo had to do everything else by himself so that he would feel a sense of accomplishment.

Alas, with two debts of love on his shoulders, it is very difficult for Yunluo to treat them equally. He also has to be on guard against An Chuyu and An Qingjue noticing that something is wrong between him and Yan Chenyu.

…

Tangtang is the most carefree one. He falls asleep after eating, curling up into a soft red ball, hugging his big fluffy tail, and sleeping soundly. Yan Chenyu's heart melts at the sight of him.

The night is always quiet. Yun Luo was urged by Yan Chenyu to go to rest, and now he was lying on the bed obediently.

"Xiao Yu, what time do we leave tomorrow morning?" Yun Luo slept on his side, watching Yan Chenyu teasing Tangtang with his eyes open. Under the dim light, the cold and beautiful beauty looked even more charming.

"Let's go at seven o'clock. Let's feed you and Tangtang before we set off." Yan Chenyu touched Tangtang's big, fluffy, fiery red tail and thought that this little guy was so cute. If An Chu met him, he would like him too.

"Xiaoyu, I'm sorry." Yunluo said softly. Yan Chenyu turned her head and looked at Yunluo with misty eyes. Yunluo smiled warmly and said, "I love you."

Yan Chenyu's pretty face, as white as jade, instantly turned pink, her almond eyes were like raindrops, each drop of which was crystal clear. She walked over with hatred, gave Yun Luo a powerful pink fist, and then ran away. This ice and snow goddess was shy.

Yun Luo turned off the lights, took out his black cell phone in the dark, and sent a message to Yan Chenyu: "Good night, sweet dreams."

"Go to hell!" Yan Chenyu was very emotional. Yun Luo couldn't help but smile and fell asleep peacefully.

…

When Yun Luo woke up the next day, he only saw porridge and three side dishes on the dining table. Yan Chenyu had already run away.

Yunluo grabbed Tangtang and had breakfast with the bright red fake treasure-hunting rat. Life was like this, peaceful and tranquil, without the sound of gunfire or explosions. The killings seemed like a dream.