Chapter 206: The Nameless Person

Cheng Jingyi also checked the windows in the house. The glass on the windows had long been smashed into pieces, leaving only a few small frames on the edges of the windows.

Cheng Jingyi looked around there. The aisle below was empty and filled with darkness and haze, and he couldn't see anyone else.

There was a small bell hanging on the thin wire that Shen Yisui placed at the door. Cheng Jingyi lowered his eyes and looked at it for a moment, then moved the thin wire to another position and tied it in front of Shen Yisui's door.

In addition to the cold wind blowing in from outside that can cause the bells to ring, the footsteps of outsiders can also cause the same effect.

Cheng Jingyi squatted in front of Shen Yisui's door. After hanging the thin wire, he did not leave. He just put his left cheek against the door and listened carefully to the movements inside.

There was no sound in the room.

Cheng Jingyi waited for nearly ten minutes until his thighs began to feel sore, then he quietly pushed open the door with his hands.

This old door would creak when touched. Cheng Jingyi controlled the force and minimized the rusty sound.

The door was open a little. Cheng Jingyi looked inside through the slit and only vaguely saw a person curled up on the bed.

Shen Yisui seemed to have fallen asleep.

Cheng Jingyi looked at the crack of the door for a long time, then he reached out, pushed the door open, and walked in lightly.

Shen Yisui always sleeps in the same position, without moving at all. But now there is a hole in his chest and a bullet hole on his forehead. He has no breath and no heartbeat, and he is as quiet as a dead body.

Cheng Jingyi walked slowly to Shen Yisui's side. He stood in front of the bed, lowered his eyes, and pressed his finger on the edge of the gun muzzle on Shen Yisui's forehead.

Shen Yisui seemed to be in pain. He curled up on his side on the bed, tilted his head and frowned.

Cheng Jing withdrew his finger as if he agreed. His eyes flashed across the bowl of dirty water at the head of Shen Yisui's bed, and he sat down silently beside Shen Yisui.

Shen Yisui only felt the mattress sink, he still maintained the posture motionless, in the darkness he felt Cheng Jingyi holding his palm again and placing it to his lips.

Shen Yisui: "..."

His fingertips trembled for a moment, but still did not move.

The beam of light from the flashlight was facing Shen Yisui's cheek. Cheng Jingyi stared at the light and slowly placed Shen Yisui's finger between his upper and lower teeth.

The skin on Shen Yisui's face turned pale. Cheng Jingyi paid attention to his expression and deliberately bit the tender part of his finger with the tip of his teeth.

Shen Yisui did not respond.

His face was dull and his expression remained the same even when he was sleeping, rarely showing any unusual changes.

Cheng Jingyi looked at him for a while, then took his finger out from between his lips and teeth.

Shen Yisui only felt a sticky feeling on his fingertips. He silently wiped the liquid off the surface of his skin with the bed sheet. His nerves were tense, and he watched Cheng Jingyi's next move.

Cheng Jingyi suddenly stopped moving. Shen Yisui heard a few crackling sounds in the air, and then he felt a few warm currents rising in his chest.

The energy floating in the air had not yet completely dissipated, and Shen Yisui easily sensed the direction of the energy flow. The energy in the zombie crystal core could be absorbed by them, and it could also enhance their abilities and speed up the healing of wounds.

Shen Yisui could distinguish the level of crystal cores by the level of energy. The energy in these crystal cores quickly repaired the damaged cells as soon as they were integrated into his body. They must have been dug out by Cheng Jingyi from the brains of some high-level zombies.

The crackling sound in the air rang seven or eight times in succession. Shen Yisui felt a burning sensation on his forehead, and he felt the flesh and blood inside growing again. After a while, the blood hole formed by the gunshot was repaired.

The bloody hole on his chest was much more serious than the one on his forehead, and at the same time, the energy required was constantly doubling.

Cheng Jingyi only has less than ten high-level zombie crystal cores in his hand. If he wants to fill the big hole in Shen Yisui's chest, it will probably take some time.

"You idiot, you got beaten like this." Cheng Jingyi bit Shen Yisui's lips. He was always rough in his actions, and even though he controlled his strength this time, he still broke the skin on his lips.

Shen Yisui clenched his fingertips in the quilt, his eyelashes trembled slightly, but he did not open his eyes in the end.

Cheng Jingyi seemed to be simply venting his anger, and he didn't want to wake Shen Yisui up, so he just tortured his lips for a while and then sat up again.

Under the bed was the garbage bag that had just been opened. It was not tied and was thrown sideways. Some of the things inside had fallen out.

Cheng Jingyi lowered his head and picked up a bag of bread. He glanced at Shen Yisui, and then stuffed all the things into his pocket without any psychological burden.

The door creaked, and the footsteps faded away. Only the faint smell of cigarette smoke remained in the air, hinting at something that had just happened.

Shen Yisui's body stiffened. He was silent for a long time before he covered his lips with his palm.

He deliberately left the door open for Cheng Jingyi, and Cheng Jingyi walked in without any surprise.

Shen Yisui originally just wanted to test his ability to control his desires, but he didn't expect to gain something unexpected.

Cheng Jingyi did not lose his memory.

All the previous things... were just disguises.

Why? What does he want to do?

After Shen Yisui died, why did he leave the zombie base and come to this place?

His brother came to see him that day, and Cheng Jingyi also took out all his time to accompany him. He had no reason to leave Shen Heng and waste his time on Shen Yisui.

It has always been like this. In Cheng Jingyi's eyes, Shen Yisui is not as important as Shen Heng.

One is a bird in a cage, and the other is his long-lost brother. Cheng Jingyi will certainly make a choice.

Shen Yisui frowned, put down his hand and covered the huge hole in his chest with his palm.

The image of Shen Heng in his mind has always been bad. Everything he recalled about Shen Heng was just the chaotic past in the orphanage.

"Hush... Don't play with him. His father is a murderer and he has killed people too. He killed his mother... I heard that his mother often beat him and he couldn't stand it anymore..."

"Shen Heng, you are talking nonsense again! Be careful or the dean will punish you if he finds out!"

"Originally it was... Shen Yisui, let's go, don't play with him..."

Shen Yisui opened his eyes and placed his palm on his chest. As usual, he could not feel his heartbeat beneath his palm.

"Do they often bully you?"

"no."

"I saw them throwing rocks at you."

"This has nothing to do with you."

"You... forget it. I'll give you this glass of milk. I see you haven't eaten in a few days. Shen Heng just said something nasty. Don't take it to heart."

"……Um."

"My name is Shen Yisui, what's your name?"

"I……"

Shen Yisui stared upwards with his gray pupils. He clutched his clothes on his chest tightly, as if he wanted to pierce the dark air and shatter it into pieces.

What's his name?

Shen Yisui pinched the flesh at the crack on his chest with his fingers. He groped inside with his fingertips and dug out a chip from the heart that had long stopped functioning.

Fortunately, his body was already dead, so although this operation was painful, it would not cause him to lose consciousness.

The blood-stained chip fell into Shen Yisui's palm. Shen Yisui slowly sensed the patterns on it, and then threw it out of the window.

Gouchu Tuosheng was sleeping lightly by the window when he was almost hit on the head. He jumped up in the air and said, "Shen Yisui, stop throwing garbage around! You hit me!"

Shen Yisui didn't expect that Gou Jue was still alive. He apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice."

"Hmph!" Gouqiu Tousheng turned the ball around unhappily. It knew that Shen Yisui's situation was special, so it decided not to argue with him in the end.

"Go to bed early and read a book after you wake up. I'm not saying this to you, but you're really the worst host I've ever had!"

Shen Yisui: "...You said before that I was the most hardworking one."

Just try to survive: "?"

"Do these two conflict?"

Shen Yisui wrapped himself in the quilt and said nothing more.

Gouhuotousheng suddenly realized that he might have hurt Shen Yisui's self-esteem. After all, Shen Yisui was physically disabled, and it was indeed a bit too much to ask him to meet the same standards as before.

"well."

After letting out a sigh, it turned over the data card and prepared to comfort Shen Yisui.

【Name: Shen Yisui. 】

[Current rebirth progress: 0%]

Survive and survive: "..."

It put away the data card angrily, turned its back to Shen Yisui and put up the mechanical bed.

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Shen Yisui still had some headache when he woke up the next day.

He opened the door and walked outside. Just after taking two steps forward, he heard a creaking sound coming from the sofa.

Shen Yisui paused, walked over there and asked, "What are you eating?"

Cheng Jingyi raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Potato chips."

"Where did you get them?" Shen Yisui recalled yesterday and didn't remember whether they found potato chips in the supermarket.

Cheng Jingyi answered nonchalantly: "I found it somewhere else, it's mine."

He would emphasize the ownership of things after every sentence, which was the instinct of low-level zombies. But Cheng Jingyi emphasized it so many times that it inevitably seemed deliberate.

Shen Yisui lowered his eyes: "You went out last night?"

Cheng Jingyi continued chewing potato chips.

Shen Yisui knew that he was pretending not to hear. He listened to the voices in the room and stretched out his hand towards Cheng Jingyi: "I want to eat."

Cheng Jingyi: “…”

"This is mine." Cheng Jingyi repeated.

"I know." Shen Yisui stood in front of him, "I want to eat, share with me."

Cheng Jingyi stared at Shen Yisui for a few seconds. When they were silent, Cheng Jingyi hesitated and picked up a potato chip and put it in Shen Yisui's palm.

"No more." Cheng Jingyi put away the potato chips.

"How stingy." Shen Yisui crushed the potato chips in his hand with his teeth. He said, "There are some snacks in the drawer of my room. If you want to eat, you can come to my room to get them."

Cheng Jingyi paused, raised his eyes to look at Shen Yisui, and asked: "...Really?"

"Of course." Shen Yisui walked towards the bathroom. "After all, I never eat alone. You... wouldn't eat behind my back, right?"

Hearing this, Cheng Jingyi touched the tip of his nose. He watched Shen Yisui walk into the bathroom and nodded without changing his expression.

Shen Yisui didn't ask any more questions. Even if he didn't share with Cheng Jingyi, Cheng Jingyi would steal from his bag. Instead of that, it would be better to give him a little sweet taste.

He also wanted to see how Cheng Jingyi would react.

Cheng Jingyi was still sitting on the sofa, his fingertips tapping the glass tabletop unconsciously, and after Shen Yisui came out, he shifted his gaze over there.

"Let's not go out for the next two days and see if there are any other people here." Shen Yisui walked to Cheng Jingyi's side and said, "These food will last us for three days, so you should save them."

Cheng Jingyi was silent. He saw Shen Yi walking past him and suddenly grabbed his wrist: "Move."

Shen Yisui paused: "What?"

"Move house." Cheng Jingyi said, "I don't want to live here. It smells bad."

Shen Yisui couldn't help but think of the strange phenomenon he had sensed before. His eyes widened and he asked, "Are you moving today?"

"Yeah." Cheng Jingyi nodded, "I don't want to live here."

"There are a lot of zombies outside. It's very dangerous if we can't find a place to stay." Shen Yisui sat next to Cheng Jingyi. "Have you found a place?"

Cheng Jingyi's spatial perception ability is much easier to use than his other supernatural powers. His own mental waves cover the entire unfinished building area, so it is easy for him to find another vacant house.

"I know where it is." Cheng Jingyi said calmly, "Come with me."

Shen Yisui didn't have any objections. He said, "Okay, wait until I'm done packing before leaving."

"There's one more thing." Cheng Jingyi suddenly grabbed Shen Yisui again. Shen Yisui turned around and felt Cheng Jingyi put something into his hand.

"I found you a new pair of pants, you give me back my pants."

Shen Yisui frowned, and his fingertips felt the surface of the cotton pants in his hand for a moment, only to feel the soft cotton wool inside, which was a rare and useful piece of clothing in the end times.

Shen Yisui's tone was somewhat ambiguous: "These cotton pants are not torn, why don't you wear them?"

"I'm not afraid of the cold." Cheng Jingyi's eyes flashed across the big red cotton pants in his hand. His tone remained the same as before, and he continued to discuss with Shen Yisui in a good-tempered manner, "I bit your pants, and I already know that I was wrong. This new pair of pants is my compensation gift to you."

Shen Yisui was quite suspicious. He couldn't see the situation, so he just checked the cotton pants back and forth with his hands. Except for the rough lines on the cotton pants, the rest of the place was intact, and there was even a little more velvet inside than the previous pants. There was nothing wrong with it.

"Do you want to change?" Cheng Jingyi smiled. When he saw Shen Yisui still hesitating with the cotton pants in his hand, he narrowed his eyes and tried to pull the cotton pants back.

"Forget it, I'll wear it myself."

Shen Yisui's strength did not decrease. He pulled the cotton pants over and frowned, "When did I say I didn't want to change? Don't try to provoke me."

Cheng Jingyi snorted, decisively let go and lay back on the sofa.

I guess he wouldn't be able to find anything.

Shen Yisui was still checking the specific condition of the cotton pants. After all, he had never studied the material of the clothes, and was still secretly thinking about the reason.

"Gouqie Tusheng, is there any problem with this pair of cotton pants?" Shen Yisui didn't find any problem, so he simply asked Gouqie Tusheng who was slacking off at the side in his heart.

It was floating in the air, and when it heard the words, it landed in front of Shen Yisui and carefully examined the cotton pants.