What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

Song Shu put his arms around Fu Ying's neck, reached out to touch the back of her head, and slightly raised his chin to kiss her.

"You've always just wanted to take me away." Song Shu murmured, "You don't want to stay in the team."

"Yes, if possible, I will take you away, just you and me." Fu Ying said in a deep voice, "Except for you, I don't trust anyone."

Song Shu looked at her and thought for a moment.

"But you trusted me so quickly." Song Shu said, "Since you can trust me, why can't you trust others?"

Fu Ying had a deep expression on his face. He tilted his head to respond to her kiss, his dark eyelashes trembling.

"Because my trust is limited, I am willing to leave it all to you. Do you dare to say that you trust everyone in the team?" she said.

Song Shu lowered his eyes.

"Of course not." She said calmly, "I just think that we should stay in the team, because the apocalypse is not something that can be survived by one person, especially when everyone has superpowers."

Fu Ying: "Since you care so much about the team, you should stay and take care of them. The base will change all the time, and I——"

"Don't you understand what I mean?" Song Shu's tone was obviously a little cold.

Fu Ying closed her mouth, thought carefully for a few seconds, and then compromised reluctantly.

"Okay, let's go out together." She said, "But you must hold the spirit crystal with you at all times. When I go out, you must be invisible. If you encounter danger, you must teleport away in time."

Song Shu traced her facial features with his eyes, sadness revealed on his face.

"Fu Ying, you don't know how much I care about you."

Fu Ying tilted her head to look at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, then turned back to stare at Song Shu's face.

"I know." She whispered, "Xiao Shu, you can't imagine how much I love you."

……

A Yan felt that his whole body was being burned by flames.

She was clearly dead, this thought popped into Ah Yan's confused mind: she should be dead.

Was it the weirdo who pretended to be her girlfriend? Or a supernatural being? Never mind. She was deceived. She was fooled. Her sternum was shattered by a punch, and the broken bones pierced into her internal organs.

Would anyone notice she was dead? No, because she told the guys to retreat, running back to the base, and no one would notice that her chest had collapsed from a punch, and blood was gushing out of her mouth, as if the air was stuck in her throat and suffocating her.

Bo Li, Bo Li, her girlfriend.

This rich girl who made him love and hate her, who made him go from revenge to compromise and reconciliation, was so beautiful that he missed her day and night.

She still remembered that she was infected with heat and had a high fever. When she woke up, there was something extra on her chest. When she activated her supernatural powers, time was stretched countless times in front of her.

Late at night, she used her special powers to pass through the streets and alleys and secretly followed her ex-girlfriend to the neighborhood where she lived. She just happened to see her coming in with her bag, her long hair fluttering, and she gently greeted the guard.

Six years after the breakup, she is more beautiful, gentler and calmer than before.

A Yan followed her, walking with her for some distance without leaving any trace.

She was moving so fast that Bo Li didn't even notice her.

Until Bo Li entered the elevator of Building No. 5, she wanted to follow him, but stopped hesitantly, then stared at the numbers on the elevator and froze, then activated her special ability and chased after him up the stairs.

The moment Bo Li opened the door, she used her special power to go in first. Bo Li didn't even see the person, but just noticed a faint flash of blue in the room.

The moment the light was turned on, she stood in front of Bo Li, covered her mouth, pressed her against the door, and mocked her coldly.

She still remembers the look in Bo Li's eyes at that time. There was not only panic and shock in his eyes. She could see joy in Bo Li's eyes, so she became more and more unforgiving in her words, spitting out sharp words like a knife, just to hurt her ex-girlfriend's heart.

She now regretted the harsh words she had said before... to her ex-girlfriend, to the rich girl, and to the lover she had never let go of.

Why is my body in pain, why is my heart so empty?

She should be dead, but why didn't the pain go away?

Is her girlfriend crying now?

The sternum is healing... She heard the crackling sound, and the smooth and silky feeling of the bone fragments being pulled out of the flesh and blood. The blue spirit crystal in her heart was weak, but it was still trying to release its mental power to repair her body.

She could sense this, so she didn't die.

A Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyebrows were furrowed, her lips opened a little, and she felt her throat was very dry.

My body, especially my lower body, hurt so much that my breathing was trembling.

She suppressed the pain, resisted the sleepiness, and tried to open her eyes a crack, looking into the dim room. The light cast a long slanted shadow on the wall.

Ayan adjusted to the light and her blurry vision gradually became clear. She moved her eyes and found that the temperature in the room was very high, the air conditioner was turned on, and a soft milk-flannel quilt covered her abdomen.

A Yan stared blankly at the girl who was sleeping on the bed.

Her long, thin, soft eyelashes drooped like a brush, forming a faint shadow under her eyes. She closed her eyes, but her eyebrows were still furrowed in uneasiness. She must have been frightened in her dream.

A Yan stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips. He just stared at her quietly and touched the hair hanging on the side of her face with his fingertips.

After watching for a while, A Yan remembered that Bo Li didn't like being bullied while lying on the bed. Although the rich girl was rebellious, she was not very receptive to new attempts other than traditional love.

Until Building No. 5 was no longer protected by telekinesis, she tormented Bo Li in every way, and even made things difficult for him in a playful way. Bo Li would refuse her verbally a few times, and then cater to her various behaviors.

In fact, she didn't blame Bo Li for breaking up and cutting off ties with her. Ah Yan thought, she was just a little unwilling to see Bo Li give up their love like this, without discussing anything, and making the decision on his own.

Be gentler to her next time. A Yan's fingers could only move forward a little. She was glad that her fingers were long so that she would not affect her seriously injured body when she was secretly touching her girlfriend.

Ah Yan slid down along the bridge of Boli's nose, with a gentle smile and some evil humor on his lips. His fingers continued to slide down and poked Boli's lips.

This poke woke the person up.

Bo Li opened his eyes and saw a finger being retracted as if nothing had happened.

She stood up, looked at Ah Yan, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and the fingers that had just moved, and her voice suddenly choked: "Ah Yan?"

A Yan's eyelids twitched, but he still pretended to be asleep.

Bo Li leaned over and put his ear to her heart to listen to her heartbeat, his breath falling shallowly on the fabric.

A Yan was still pretending to sleep, but suddenly she felt a chill in front of her body - Bo Li unbuttoned her pajamas and carefully observed her still slightly sunken chest.

Then, a warm kiss was placed on it.

Boli heard Ah Yan's sudden long breath. She raised her head and looked at her lover who had opened his eyes for a few seconds, then lowered her head again and kissed the collapsed area in small and fragmented ways.

Ah Yan opened his mouth and said in a very light voice: "Thirsty."

Bo Li raised his body, took the cup of water, took a sip, and went over to pass the water to her.

Ah Yan waited for her to release his lips and murmured, "You are so attractive."

Bo Li lowered his eyes to look at the wound on her chest and laughed coldly.

"Your heart is really moving," she said, "and it's almost impossible to put it back in."

Ah Yan: "...I am thirsty and I want to drink more."

Bo Li smiled and said, "Beg me."

Ah Yan: “…Please.”

"Okay... I'll give it to you." Bo Li leaned over and kissed her in the face of her resentful eyes, moistening her dry lips with his lips and tongue.

It’s quite useful, Ah Yan thought and closed his eyes.