Chapter 122 The one who is not loved is the mistress

When Shen Zhi woke up, he was lying on a warm chest. The strange touch made him slowly regain his sanity.

"Playing hooligan?" The chuckle from his head caused his chest to vibrate. The amplitude of the resonance was transmitted from the palm of Shen Zhi's hand on Fu Ren's chest along his arm to the blood, paralyzing his eardrum.

Shen Zhi withdrew his hand in shock and blankly touched the remaining soft touch on his face.

Fu Ren's upper body was naked, with large areas of white jade-like skin intertwined with the bright red fruit, forming a charming and alluring scene.

Her inky black hair hung down, her beautiful facial features illuminated only by a dim candlelight, her eyes were full of frivolity.

Fu Ren raised his eyebrows, and when he saw Shen Zhi getting off him, he stood up nonchalantly.

The muscular lines flowing down from the broad shoulders are gathered tightly at the waist, forming a toned and vigorous inverted triangle figure. When the arms are raised, the bulging muscles swell and disappear in an instant.

The military green combat uniform covered this perfect body, and the slender and powerful thighs walked out of the door. When she reached the door, she swung her ponytail neatly, and Fu Ren, with her gorgeous features, showed a half-smile.

"You didn't sleep well, your saliva is all over me." Fu Ren adjusted his collar, and there was a faint trace of water covering his collarbone. He said with a mysterious look in his eyes, "You are so greedy."

Please my body.

The ambiguous words rolled around on the tip of his tongue, but ultimately remained unspoken.

Shen Zhi inexplicably understood, his lips moved but before he could explain, Fu Ren walked out with his arms folded.

The high ponytail on Fu Ren's head swayed naturally with his movements, and his hair, which was braided into several small pigtails, was casually mixed among his black hair, looking both casual and bold.

"It's not that easy to get back together," Fu Ren smiled again. Her pretty face was more attractive than a rose blooming in the bright sunshine before the end of the world.

Fu Ren frowned, his narrow, foxy eyes were gentle and affectionate, he tilted his head slightly and said to Shen Zhi: "I am no longer a man you can please by being coquettish."

Shen Zhi watched Fu Ren walk away with light steps, like a proud and gorgeous peacock, as if the current Fu Ren was the same as the Fu Ren of that year.

Shen Zhi blinked, and waited until the person disappeared from his sight before slowly retracting his gaze.

Shen Zhi went downstairs reluctantly and saw the little boy from last night and Yu Zheng again.

Yu Zhengtian gave the little boy a bag of biscuits, which were so small that they could not even cover the boy's palm.

But the little boy still showed desire in his eyes. He swallowed and glanced at Yu Zheng's skin and nails that were not like those of a normal person, and he didn't dare to take it.

Yu Zheng's dark blue eyes turned slowly, and he noticed the little boy's mood. He took a step back and put the biscuit on the table.

"You can...eat..." Yu Zheng squeezed out a few words with difficulty from his stiff throat muscles after turning into a zombie.

The little boy's eyes immediately moved to the table, his little hands tightly grasped his trouser legs, and his toes moved uncontrollably.

He had eaten too little and was so hungry that he couldn't sleep every day, but he couldn't ask his mother for food like he did before the apocalypse. Even though he was still young, he knew that it was difficult to get enough to eat now.

And his mother didn't have enough money to feed him.

The little boy took a step forward, but someone moved faster than him.

A pair of thin, sickly pale fingers rudely took the biscuit from the table. When the little boy looked up in a daze, he heard the sound of a plastic bag being torn open, and the crispy and fragrant biscuit had already entered the man's pale lips.

The little boy's stomach growled at an inopportune moment and his eyes were filled with tears without him noticing.

That... is his. The biscuit... is his.

"You stole the children's things?" The female voice suddenly sounded with sarcasm, and a subtle disgust flashed across her cool face, "Shen Zhi, how did you fall to this point?"

Xiang Wu and Shen Zhi are both in Lan'an. It is obvious that Xiang Wu is more capable, but for some reason the bigwigs in Lan'an Research Institute have expressed their affection for Shen Zhi. Even her mentor Gu Anyang wants to recruit Shen Zhi.

How could the proud and arrogant Xiang Wu bear this?

Xiang Wu doesn't think that the gloomy Shen Zhi is better than her in any way. If she has to say something, Shen Zhi has a mentor with poor business ability but a smiling face all day long who helps him get in through the back door every day.

Xiang Wu even looked down on her colleague Qi. It was hard for her to respect a mentor who did not concentrate on his research and spent all day like a gangster in Lan'an, building relationships and forming cliques.

The most crucial thing is that this colleague Qi brought several research projects to Shen Zhi, and Shen Zhi was recognized by most of the tutors in Lan'an because of his successful completion.

Xiang Wu frowned unhappily. If it was given to her, she would definitely do a better job.

It’s Shen Zhi’s turn.

"Without your lackeys, you have become even more depraved," Xiang Wuqing sneered.

Shen Zhi's self-care ability is lower than that of ordinary people, so Lan'an specially assigned him a life assistant. But when Xiang Wu met Shen Zhi, the life assistant who always followed him was not by his side.

Shen Zhi licked the biscuit crumbs from his lips, looking as if he was ignoring everyone.

Xiang Wu thought this was even more guilty. She took a few steps forward and used her shoulder to push Shen Zhi away. She squatted in front of the little boy and took out a piece of dried meat from her pocket. She slowed down her voice and handed it to him, "Eat it."

The little boy swallowed, looked up at the big sister with an outgoing manner, said thank you with tears in his eyes, bowed to Xiang Wu, and ran away without looking back, for fear that Shen Zhi would be taken away by him again.

Xiang Wu snorted at Shen Zhi, raised her chin high, and left arrogantly.

There was no need for her to ridicule Shen Zhi anymore. After all, he was the one who had given up his bottom line to compete with the little boy for food. Xiang Wu was too disdainful to pay attention to him.

Shen Zhi didn't care at all. He slowly moved to Yu Zheng's front, lowered his head, stretched out his thin hands that were so thin that they would break if squeezed, and said slowly: "You... are good."

There was a flash of confusion in Yu Zheng's eyes. What made Yu Zheng different from other zombies was that his body had turned into a zombie, but his mind was still maintaining normal human functions under the protection of space.

What Yu Zheng couldn't understand was that the handsome and capable man seemed to still have feelings for Shen Zhi. In other words, Shen Zhi could get Fu Ren to give him the food just by beckoning his finger.

But why did Shen Zhi insist on snatching other people's food, especially the little boy's?

There are many people who have lost their bottom line in the last days.

But it is obvious that Shen Zhi is not that kind of person. Under the influence of space, Yu Zheng can feel the...pure aura coming from Shen Zhi.

"You...are good..." Yu Zheng did not extend his hand. He was afraid that he would hurt Shen Zhi and pass the zombie virus to him.

Shen Zhiju's hand in the air received no response, and it fell down after a while. His cheeks, hidden by his long and thick bangs, revealed a rare look of distress.

Yu Zheng refused to shake hands, making it impossible for Shen Zhi to approach the zombie.

Shen Zhi thought for a moment, took out a piece of white from his pocket, it was unclear whether it was candy or something else, gave it to him, and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

Yu Zheng's dark blue eyes rolled. This scene inexplicably reminded him of the time when his grandmother warned him when he was a child not to eat food given by others, as it would cause him to become dizzy.

Yu Zheng was a little dazed. Shen Zhi, whose face he could not see clearly, seemed to be strangely similar to the wolf grandma that Yu Zheng had heard of in his childhood.

Yu Zheng could even sense a sense of urgency and expectation from Shen Zhi, which made him look like a human trafficker.

"Don't...eat it." It seems like poison, Yu Zheng thought silently in his heart.

"Oh," Shen Zhi clenched his palms and slowly lowered them, his voice sounding a little lonely.

Yu Zheng was a very kind person before he became a zombie, and even after becoming a zombie, he still couldn't change his soft-hearted habit.

"What...is...this..." Yu Zheng asked. If it wasn't something bad, he could eat it. Even though he became a zombie and couldn't eat many things, Yu Zheng couldn't bear to see Shen Zhi looking so pitiful, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

“Is it... candy...?” Yu Zheng tried hard to extend an olive branch of goodwill.

Shen Zhi held the white pill between his fingertips and held it in front of Yu Zheng, shaking his head. His movements were slow, but Yu Zheng could see a kind of determination and affirmation in Shen Zhi's simple movements.

"It's medicine." The white pill at Shen Zhi's fingertips felt crystal clear. Shen Zhi explained to Yu Zheng in a serious and scientific voice, "It can kill the zombie virus."

Shen Zhi's words made Yu Zheng's mind go blank.

He didn't know what to be shocked about first.

Is it that the medicine that Shen Zhi casually took out can cure the zombie virus, or is it that Shen Zhi just casually took it out and gave it to him to take.

After Yu Zheng became a zombie, his brain became dull, which made him very calm now.

Yu Zheng could even logically ask Shen Zhi: "Then... what would happen... if... the zombies... ate... me?"

Shen Zhi was not stumped by this question. Shen Zhi even thought Yu Zheng's question was strange, but he still told him: "You will die."

Yu Zheng: …

This is solving the problem from the source, right? ! !

No wonder Shen Zhi dated that bastard, these two are birds of a feather!

“Does it work...quickly...?” In fact, if this pill is really useful, even if it cannot save the zombies into normal humans, at least it can kill the zombies more quickly and protect humans.

It is always safer to give drugs than to fight physically.

Shen Zhi tilted his head, and Yu Zheng sensed from his emotions that Shen Zhi had encountered some difficulties. When Shen Zhi opened his mouth, Yu Zheng could hear a hint of frustration in his voice.

"I don't know, clinical experiments have not been conducted yet," Shen Zhi said a little depressed. For scientific researchers, not having clinical data support is worse than picking up a stone from the roadside.

Yu Zheng thought coldly that Shen Zhi not only wanted to poison him, but also wanted to use him as a guinea pig.

"I! Don't want to eat!" Yu Zheng's hoarse and cracked voice made a "ho ho" sound, which sounded full of determination.

Yu Zheng was so determined that he was ready to join the party at any time, so Shen Zhi secretly withdrew his hand.

He uttered a dry "hmm" to indicate that he knew, but Shen Zhi lowered his head and shoulders and looked a little sad.

Yu Zheng: …

It seemed as if he was bullying Shen Zhi by not taking the poison.

Yu Zheng also noticed that Shen Zhi seemed different from normal people. He felt like a genius who was deprived of some normal emotions by God and became lonely.

"You...can...change...for...one," Yu Zheng knew that Shen Zhi was very interested in him. In fact, everyone would be interested in him. In the end times, it is rare to see zombies that still have some human sanity left.

Or to be more precise, he was the only one.

After turning into a zombie, Yu Zheng tried hard to hide himself in order to avoid being caught for research. Unfortunately, he was caught by Fu Ren.

Yu Zheng had thought about how he would be treated in the future as a zombie who still had some sense, but Shen Zhi's clumsy approach made him lose his guard.

For some reason, Yu Zheng was willing to give Shen Zhi a chance to contact him.

Perhaps it was because Shen Zhi looked too pitiful, which made Yu Zheng think of the little black cat that was soaked by the rain and stumbling around next to the trash can during a rainstorm.

His bangs were still as thick as ever, but Yu Zheng could clearly sense that after he said that, Shen Zhi's mood became noticeably high.

He could even see Shen Zhi's sparkling eyes behind his overlong hair.

Yu Zheng sighed silently in his heart. So be it. His body will be punished by Fu Ren, and his spirit will be punished by Shen Zhi.

He deserves what he owes them.

So Fu Ren, who was working hard outside to prepare food on the way back to Tonglan Base, found that he was stabbed in the back.

"What are you playing? It looks interesting." Fu Ren said this calmly with a casual smile, but Zhao Mu could hear a gritted teeth questioning in it.

Zhao Mu first took a look at the many small braids on his eldest brother's head. You know, Fu Ren is not a very flamboyant person, but she is beautiful.

Fu Ren is also very aware of his advantage in appearance. With a little dressing up, or even exposing his beautiful face completely, he can become a walking killing weapon.

Not to mention that after Fu Ren collected a lot of supplies, he leaned against the car window and looked at the zombies outside that were hit by the off-road vehicle and were covered in blood, with a sweet smile on his face. Zhao Mu felt a deep chill.

Looking at a zombie with its brains flying around and thinking about love, one must be a very perverted person to be able to do that.

Fu Ren didn't care what Zhao Mu was thinking. She used her slender jade-like fingers to braid her hair in a good mood, which made his already handsome eyebrows and eyes look more youthful.

This made it difficult for Zhao Mu not to suspect that Fu Ren was showing off. Zhao Mu knew how much Fu Ren cared about his hair. His eldest son's hair was simply an indicator of his mood.

If they are scattered, it means that his boss is no longer in the mood to clean himself up, so you must be extremely careful.

On the contrary, the more small braids his boss makes, it means that his boss is in a good mood and has time to encourage himself, which is simply the best thing for his subordinates.

only……

Zhao Mu quickly glanced at Fu Ren's cheeks where the lines of his masseter muscles were faintly visible. Unfortunately, his boss's good mood was completely ruined by Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi pinched Yu Zheng's long dark blue nails with his thin white fingertips. Yu Zheng didn't dare to move, for fear of scratching Shen Zhi's flesh and infecting him with the zombie virus.

“A little… less…”, Yu Zheng protested hard.

Shen Zhi pinched Yu Zheng's nails tightly and refused to let go. His face, hidden by his hair, puffed up with displeasure. He shook his head like a stubborn child and refused, "No less."

Shen Zhi's thin wrist was suddenly pinched, and he was forced to loosen the fingertips that were restraining Yu Zheng. He looked up in a daze and saw an obvious anger on Fu Ren's beautiful face.

Fu Ren forced a smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes. His gaze was dark and unclear. He grabbed Shen Zhi's hand and held it in his palm. His rough fingertips rubbed the back of Shen Zhi's thin hand with a little force.

"What are you talking about?" Fu Ren narrowed his eyes and asked again.

Shen Zhi pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer. Seeing that Fu Ren's face was becoming more and more ugly, Zhao Mu gritted his teeth and inserted himself in, handing Shen Zhi a carrot.

In the apocalypse, apart from fast food and canned food, fresh vegetables are comparable to gold before the apocalypse, or even more scarce.

Zhao Mu didn't know where Fu Ren got it from, but he knew that Fu Ren prepared it for Shen Zhi. Zhao Mu wanted to eliminate the gap between the two and deliberately said, "Mr. Shen, the captain saw that you haven't been eating well recently, so he found it specially."

Zhao Mu's words were still euphemistic. He saw Shen Zhi snatching food from the children with his own eyes last night. He must have been greedy.

Shen Zhi hesitated and didn't take it. Zhao Mu stuffed it into Shen Zhi's hand and said, "Don't be polite. It's for you."

Not to mention that Shen Zhi had a past relationship with his boss, now Shen Zhi was Meng Yinyan's fiancé, so he couldn't be treated unfairly.

Shen Zhiwen smelled the unique smell of vegetables in his hand and moved his nose.

"Eat," Zhao Mu urged. It would be best if he kept eating without talking. He found that every word that came out of Shen Zhi's mouth was just enough to piss off their captain to death.

Shen Zhi held the carrot, turned his head sensitively and looked at Fu Ren, hesitantly asked: "Are you angry?"

Fu Ren pressed his thin eyelids, stared at Shen Zhi deeply, and said with a fake smile: "No."

Shen Zhi nodded, which meant he was angry.

Fu Ren ground his back teeth and felt a little itchy. When Shen Zhijiao broke up with him, he should have bitten this heartless thing to death so that he wouldn't be angry with him now.

"Do you want to eat it?" Shen Zhiju picked up the carrot in his hand and put it in front of Fu Ren and asked.

Not too heartless, at least she still thinks of him when she has food to eat. Fu Ren suppressed the corners of his mouth that were rising uncontrollably, raised his chin and snorted, "Eating radishes helps me pass gas, but I don't need to pass gas, so why should I eat them?"

Fu Ren intended to smoothly deal with Shen Zhi's question about whether he was angry.

Unfortunately, Shen Zhi didn't understand.

Shen Zhi had already broken off half of it and handed it to Fu Ren. With a carrot in his mouth, he said incoherently, "How about we each have half?"

Fu Ren looked down at the uneven cross-section of the radish. He heard the rustling sound of Shen Zhi eating. His Adam's apple moved for a moment, and he whispered, "...Okay."

Fu Ren was used to Shen Zhi being immersed in his own world and turning a deaf ear to what he said from time to time, but Fu Ren always enjoyed talking to Shen Zhi, even though he got no response most of the time.

Sometimes Fu Ren would treat Shen Zhi as his own personal doll, who was obedient and never resisted him. However, the hardware condition of this doll was not very good and it always got stuck.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as it belongs to him.

So except for the students in Ningcheng University at that time, no one knew how Fu Ren treated Shen Zhi when he was in love with her.

No one would have imagined that Fu Ren, who was popular with the public just for his looks, would do such condescending things to an ordinary or even boring person.

Fu Ren's white teeth pressed against the carrot, and his soft lips were rubbed by the hard carrot until they became sweet and red, as if he had become a demon in a ghost story that could absorb people's essence.

"I'll take you to get a haircut." Fu Ren's fingers stroked Shen Zhi's overly long bangs, his eyes softened, and he said in a negotiating tone, "Then take a rest for a while, and I'll take you back to Tonglan."

Shen Zhi was originally going to Tonglan, but because Meng Dingyan was there, he nodded when he heard this.

Fu Ren's eyes were filled with a barely perceptible smile. He rubbed Shen Zhi's head, who was chewing on a radish, and said in a clear voice, "Good boy."

Fu Ren likes Shen Zhi's obedient appearance, and Shen Zhi is very obedient most of the time, except...

I had to break up with him at first.