Wen Yao silently leaned against the window, smoking, the scarlet flame flickering. His clear, low voice was tinged with gloom. "Tell me, what do I have to do to make you fall in love with me? I don't want to force you."
"You go out first, I'm tired."
Wen Yao nodded and put out his cigarette. "I've cleared the door. If you want to go out for some fresh air, go ahead. No one's stopping you."
Pan Shu felt that what he might want to say more was: If you are not afraid of death and want to meet your lover, go ahead and meet him. I won’t stop you.
He lifted his eyelids and glanced at Pan Shu, "Since you like Fang Han, you should let her accompany you more."
Not long after Wen Yao left, Pan Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief. In his presence, the suffocating feeling followed her like a shadow, and it wasn't very pleasant.
The cold winter is about to pass, and the swaying spring scenery has just begun to show its face, and Pan Shu is already feeling a little tired of spring.
"Sister, are you sleepy again?" Jiang Jie's face was a little paler than at the beginning, but when he saw Ban Shu, there was always a soft and dependent smile on his face.
"A little bit," Pan Shu slowly opened her sleepy almond eyes, "I've been feeling very tired lately."
Jiang Jie slowly leaned on her legs covered with a thin blanket and rubbed them gently, like a puppy. Ban Shu laughed, "You treat me as a cushion."
"I'm trying to get closer to my sister," he said seriously.
"Sister, if the apocalypse ends, will you be happy?"
"Yes."
"Why? Isn't it good like this now?"
Pan Shu thought of her original self's experience. "A society with moral collapse and disorder is very sad. If I hadn't met Wen Yao, I might have died in that snowy day, or I might have been lucky enough to barely survive. I want to survive, but I am weak and ordinary. Facing a strong man, I can't and won't resist. I will depend on him..."
"It seems that no matter what era, the living space for women is always narrow and difficult."
She paused, "I think that in a developed and civilized society with stable order and moral constraints, women's human rights would at least be protected."
Jiang Jie hasn't read much.
He is a little illiterate.
After hearing what Pan Shu said, his eyes were dull for a few seconds, and he suddenly felt that his thoughts were a bit shallow. He blinked, and a blush appeared on both sides of his cheeks.
"Sister is really cultured."
“…”
"Sis doesn't like those stinky zombies, so I'll kill them all."
Jiang Jie looked at Ban Shu with sparkling eyes, "Sister, I don't stink, I smell good."
He takes his bath very seriously every time.
Unlike those dirty zombies, his ginger mustard is clean and pure!
“……?”
"Sister, then...when there are no zombies left in this world, can we do without Jiang Jie?"
"Of course not. I would be very sad without Jiangjie."
Look how sweet her mouth is.
Jiang Jie, who was originally a little depressed and hesitant, was instantly convinced by these words.
He hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Sister, please don't be sad. Ah Jie, please give me a child... Then even if Jiang Jie is gone, you'll still have Jiang Jie's child..."
“……?!”
Pan Shu guessed that Jiang Jie might also be a zombie. Otherwise, on the night of the zombie tide, in order to protect her, Jiang Jie had his back pierced by zombies. How could he be okay?
but.
Can zombies have children?
Pan Shu thought of a word in a very unpleasant way -
Reproductive isolation.
So what exactly is ginger mustard?
Ban Shu was about to laugh, but when she saw Xie Chen striding towards her with a gloomy face, she suddenly couldn't laugh anymore.
This was the first time that Ban Shusu looked at Xie Chen seriously after waking up.
The young man was wearing a black windbreaker, which made him look tall and thin. His delicate white wrist bones were slightly protruding, and faint blue veins could be vaguely seen bulging under his skin.
His facial features were no different from when he was a child, noble and proud, with a natural air of looking down on the world. However, the lines were sharper and more pointed than when he was a child, giving people a cold feeling that strangers should stay away from him.
He glanced at Ban Shu with a half-smile, then looked at Jiang Jie.
"Am I disturbing you?" he asked cryptically.
"No, no."
Speaking of which, Pan Shu felt a little guilty towards Xie Chen. She originally thought that Xie Chen would receive good treatment in the Northern Military Region, but she had no idea that Xie Chen had gotten lost along the way.
She didn't know how much Xie Chen had suffered.
He has been smart since he was young.
It should be good to live alone.
Thinking of this, Pan Shu felt relieved. She smiled gently at Xie Chen and said, "It's been a long time since I last saw you. You've grown so tall."
Such unfamiliar courtesy.
It's completely different from being in front of Jiang Jie.
It was obvious that she was relaxed and comfortable in front of Jiang Jie just now.
But when he came, it was completely different.
Xie Chen vaguely felt that Ban Shu treated him differently. He seemed to be an outsider who had inserted himself into their relationship and was blocked out by an invisible barrier.
"It's been ten years, it's normal that my sister doesn't remember me."
Pan Shu narrowed her eyes, "...When did I say I didn't remember you? Don't deliberately pick a fight with me."
Being confronted by her like this.
Xie Chen felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.
He's crazy, he thought.
Pan Shu realized that her tone was too serious, and she softened slightly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"Why haven't you thought of visiting me all these years?" Xie Chen's voice trembled slightly.
"I wanted to go, do you believe me? But Wen Yao told me that you were undergoing closed treatment and asked me not to disturb you."
Pan Shu sighed softly, "I'm sorry."
Xie Chen sneered.
"He didn't send me to the Northern Military District at all."
Pan Shu was stunned. "What?"
Xie Chen gritted his teeth and spoke slowly, "I said, he sent someone to throw me out of the car midway."
The young man stood straight and tall in front of Banshu against the light, his gloomy face hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see clearly.
"I lost my memory. It wasn't until that night that I remembered..." At last, the boy said aggrievedly, "When you were unconscious, he shot me. I almost died. Sister, it was Wen Yao who caused me to be separated from you for ten years!"
Xie Chen took two steps forward, opened his clothes, and took Ban Shu's hand to touch the wound near his lower abdomen.
Fierce and hot.
Pan Shu's slender, white knuckles trembled.
Jiang Jie glanced at Xie Chen with an unfathomable expression. He really underestimated him.
"Sister, it's all Wen Yao's fault. I don't blame you."
Pan Shu opened her mouth in astonishment, "You mean... Wen Yao?"
"Otherwise?" Xie Chen raised an eyebrow. "Besides him, who else has such a vicious heart?"
Pan Shu was silent for a moment, remembering the young boy standing in front of her in the snow covered in blood that year, saying stubbornly: They bullied you.
Her expression softened little by little.
Xie Chen's eyes suddenly felt hot and he tried his best to hold back his tears. He had grown up and could not cry, at least not in front of her.
He didn't want her to treat him like a child anymore.
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