The end of the world: Zombie rival becomes boyfriend and becomes very fierce

After Lin Yiran quickly treated Zhu Yu’s wound, he put his things down and turned to leave.

Suddenly his hand was grabbed. He turned around and saw Zhu Yu holding his hand. Then he said to him in a coquettish tone, "I'm hurt."

Lin Yiran: “……???”

He saw it, and he was not blind.

"So what?" he asked with question marks in his eyes.

Zhu Yu sighed, looked down at the hand he was holding, and rubbed it gently with his fingers. He said with a little grievance: "You also know that my wound heals very slowly, so let me hold you to sleep for one night."

Lin Yiran pulled his hand back, rolled his eyes and said, "Your wound heals slowly, why did you hold me while I sleep? It wasn't me who hurt you."

Zhu Yu looked at the hand he had pulled away, and he was not discouraged. Instead, he said, "But the energy in your body can help me. Just for one night, okay? Just one night~ I will still be like before and will not do anything to you."

How could Lin Yiran agree to sleep with him? She had just had that kind of dream. If she slept with him for another night, she didn't know if she would have another messy dream.

"It will get better slowly anyway. It's not like it can't be cured." He said, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

Zhu Yu looked at him eagerly and said nothing more.

He knew that Lin Yiran would respond to soft words but not hard ones. He had already said it. Although he might not agree verbally now, he would definitely think about it when he returned to the room.

Sure enough, Lin Yiran returned to the room with an inhuman look, lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

The brain and the heart began to be torn.

Brain: Can’t let him in, can’t sleep with him, can’t let him get any closer.

In his heart: If he just does nothing like before, just sleeps together... it's nothing. And can I really help his wound heal faster? Before, I only said that blood can help, but I didn't say that sleeping with him in my arms can also help...

Brain: Don't be fooled by his weak appearance. He just wants to take advantage of your soft personality to eat you up. Don't be silly! Wake up!

Inner thoughts: What's wrong with me being soft and not hard? I just like it this way!

Brain: Have you forgotten what he did to you? It's only been two years and you don't learn from it???

Inwardly: But he doesn’t do that kind of thing anymore… and he lost his mind at that time, it was an accident, he didn’t intentionally treat me that way, okay… and he’s been making amends now, and hasn’t done it again, I have to give him a chance to reform!

Brain: Are you making excuses for him now? Are you crazy? ? You still want to give him a chance to reform? ? ?

heart:……

Lin Yiran tossed and turned in bed, his emotions and reason pulling at each other, and he fell asleep just like that...

Not long after he fell asleep, Zhu Yu, who was outside, walked to his door and stood there for a while, listening to his breathing for a while, then turned around and went back to his room and lay down.

Although his wounds were bandaged, blood and fluid continued to flow out, and there were wounds on the front and back, so he had to put an isolation mat on the bed.

Because he had made the sofa dirty last time, he collected a lot of isolation pads for backup when he went out this time.

At night, Lin Yiran had another dream as expected. His thoughts often troubled him before going to sleep, and this time the dream was more in line with his inner thoughts.

In the dream, he pulled Zhu Yu and they kept running. It seemed like something was chasing them from behind. Zhu Yu wanted to resist but seemed to be very afraid of that thing.

As they were running, they suddenly fell into an abyss. The feeling of falling suddenly woke him up.

Open it and take a look...

Well, he rolled out of bed.

Just as he climbed onto the bed in a daze, there was a gentle knock on the door, and Zhu Yu's voice rang out: "What's wrong?"

Lin Yiran said awkwardly: "It's okay."

Because he was a little confused, he didn't notice that the distance between him and Zhu Yu was less than five meters.

I couldn't help but complain in my heart: "How old am I? I actually dreamed of rolling off the bed... I'm crazy! ... I still have that kind of dream? I'm so annoyed. It's all because of this damn marble..."

Zhu Yu at the door smiled and said, "I heard what you were thinking now. Did you dream about me again? And you fell off the bed?"

When Lin Yiran heard what he said, he suddenly realized that there was no alcohol in his body.

Suddenly a feeling of shame came over him and his face turned red.

He immediately said, "Who told you to listen to my heart? Keep your distance!"

Zhu Yan chuckled and replied, "Okay."

Then I heard the sound of him closing the door of his room.

Lin Yiran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The next morning, Lin Yi was aroused.

After making breakfast, he went out to the mountain to collect firewood.

He would save as much as possible on energy sources like gas and electricity, so he would use firewood to cook and boil water, especially when cooking pig food and bathing water, which required a high fire.

At noon, he came back carrying a large bundle of firewood and found the yard very quiet. When he entered the living room, he saw Zhu Yu sleeping on the sofa.

I don’t know if I fell asleep again.

Thinking of the fact that he would fall into a deep sleep from time to time, Lin Yiran wiped the sweat from his face and neck with the towel hanging in the corridor.

He stood at the door and glanced at Zhu Yu, then turned and took a look in the kitchen.

I didn't make lunch for him.

Generally speaking, as long as he is at home, he will cook for himself.

He's not doing it today and he's still lying on the sofa without moving. Is he really in a coma?

Plus he was injured, was it his self-protection mechanism that kicked in?

Lin Yiran hung the towel for wiping sweat around his neck and cooked while thinking.

After finishing the meal, he first served Fu Kang the meal, then took his own bowl and sat on the small stool at the door of the living room. After taking a few bites, he glanced at Zhu Yu to see if he would wake up.

"Zhu Xie? Zhu Xie, wake up and sleep on your bed. Don't occupy the sofa." He said after taking a bite of food.

Zhu Yu didn't respond on the sofa.

After Lin Yiran finished his meal, he threw the bowl into the sink.

Then he returned to the living room, walked to the sofa, stood there and looked at Zhu Yu.

"The injury this time isn't that serious...how can he still sleep soundly?" He muttered to himself while looking at Zhu Yu's sleeping face.

Thinking of the various struggles in his heart last night and that dream, Lin Yiran squatted beside Zhu Yu's face, staring at him quietly.

He couldn't figure out what was chasing them in the dream, even Zhu Yu was afraid of it.

Looking at Zhu Yu's face, Lin Yiran gradually became dazed.

He was obviously very familiar with this face. He used to dislike it, but now his heart tightened when he looked at it.

It took him a while to react. He stood up abruptly, turned around and walked out of the living room in a somewhat messy manner.

When he got outside the living room, he stood in the yard with one hand on his waist, wiping his face with the other, and sighing.

At this moment, Zhu Yu, who was lying on the sofa, moved his eyelids and then slowly opened them.