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

“I still remember when I was in Aito City, there was a very hot summer.”

"My mother would spread mats on the balcony and hang mosquito nets. She and I would each eat half of the icy watermelon with a spoon and fan ourselves with a palm-leaf fan."

"My mother thought I was not strong enough, so she deliberately took the sweetest piece from the middle of my watermelon, which made me so angry that I cried."

Fu Ying hugged the person in her arms and spoke softly.

Yearning is like a trickle of water, flowing slowly through my heart.

"I have always wondered if I had gone back earlier, would I have been able to stop my mother from committing suicide?" Fu Ying said. "Sometimes, the longer I think about this, the more I want to kill them."

"So you should know how worried I am about you getting into trouble."

Fu Ying held her hand tightly; the wind on the rooftop seemed to be getting stronger.

"These days, the more I love you, the more I worry about you getting into trouble."

"I just can't bear it anymore... If the person I love leaves me, I will go completely crazy."

If it was just exploitation at the beginning, it would be fine.

If the purpose at that time was just to join the new camp and gain the trust of the future leader of the alien alliance, then it would be fine.

However, there is no if.

Because her heart has fallen, there is no way for her to consider any other path other than the two of them being together.

"Xiao Shu, you know, right?" Fu Ying asked cautiously, "I really love you."

"I know." Song Shu took a deep breath and murmured.

"But why do I feel like you are so far away from me now?" Fu Ying said.

"…It's my problem." Song Shu's face showed hidden sadness, "I will think of the worst side of things, and I can't accept you…"

Before she finished speaking, Fu Ying tightened her arms, wanting to melt the person in her arms into her body, "I won't leave you."

"It's over, Fu Ying." Song Shu smiled bitterly.

"We're both screwed, but you should be more emotionally stable than me."

"I am indeed more stable than you, but it doesn't mean I will live to the end." Fu Ying said. After all, she died in the fourth year of her previous life, and she didn't know to which year Song Shu lived.

Song Shu broke free from her arms, looking unhappy: "Don't say that, who knows what the ending will be."

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense." Fu Ying held her shoulders. "Now that I've told you a lot about my past, what do you think?"

"My thoughts?" Song Shu thought for a moment, then stood on tiptoe to kiss her.

Fu Ying resisted the urge to tightly grip Song Shu's shoulders, and her movements became gentler, exchanging breath with her, their lips and tongues deeply entangled.

"I feel sorry for you."

Song Shu's vague voice escaped from his lips.

Fu Ying held the back of her head tightly and deepened the kiss.

-

When the two returned to the fourteenth floor, they saw Ren De rubbing his nose and cursing, Ren Fa crossing his arms with a worried look, and Gu Zhenyan, Wang Sheng, Yuan Lin and Gu Nini were all standing beside them.

Song Shu walked over and asked: "What are you scolding?"

"That bastard Ma Zeyang almost tore my throat. If I hadn't been held down by Huang Ke and Xu Ze, I would have definitely skinned him alive!" Ren De spat.

"Wasn't Ren Fa there at that time?" Gu Zhenyan frowned.

"He's a big bear and can't keep up with our speed at all," Ren De patted Ren Fa's shoulder vigorously, "Fuck, we said we would play a friendly match, but this bastard Ma Zeyang actually did it for real!"

"Isn't it just that he surpassed him? He got so angry just because his defense was broken like that." Ren Fa's eyes were cold. "If I hadn't arrived, Huang Ke and Xu Ze would still have to hold Xiao De down. It's true that the people in Building No. 1 and Building No. 4 have lived together for a long time, and they are like snakes and rats in the same nest-"

"Stop." Song Shu said.

Ren De used his knife to cut his neck in front of him: "Song Shu, you have to be fair, isn't it too much for the three of them to suppress me alone?"

"And Ma Zeyang is Lan Yi." Ren Fa added with a cold face.

"What? Then Ma Zeyang can be surpassed by Ren De?" Wang Sheng said, "Awesome, bro."

"Is it serious?" Song Shu looked at Ren De's intact neck. "I saw you fighting, but I didn't expect Ma Zeyang to hit you so hard."

Ren De said angrily: "If we really fight, I won't lose in a one-on-one fight! Your small body is not strong enough for my tiger teeth to tear, and you dare to mess with me——"

"What are Huang Ke and Xu Ze doing?" Gu Zhenyan asked.

"Protect Ma Zeyang, Ren Fa and I will go straight up and do it!" Ren De said with a sour face, "But before we could even fight a few times, Cao Jian and Yu Yi came over to stop the fight. Yu Yi even brought Luo Ze over with him and blocked our abilities!"

"Isn't it inappropriate to put Luo Ze in Building No. 1?" Gu Zhenyan quickly turned around and looked at Song Shu, "Don't let her get too close to them. After all, it was you and Fu Ying who rescued her. There's no reason to send her to Building No. 1."

"I'll take care of this," Song Shu said, "but there's one thing Yu Yi didn't do wrong, which is to help Luo Ze remove your beast forms. Otherwise, the fight would have been too intense and it wouldn't have ended well. So, what's your plan now - go back to your own homes and scold each other?"

"I just want an explanation, not necessarily punishment or anything." Ren De muttered.

"I want an explanation... How about this, why don't you compete again in the arena later?" Song Shu said, "The winner in the arena can ask me for something to sustain a month's supply - such as cigarettes, alcohol, or something else."

"Then I want 500 cans of sparkling cocktails of different flavors," said Ren De.

Song Shu: "You wish."

Ren De held his head in his hands: "Can't you even satisfy this little request——"

"Why, you drink ten cans a day?" Gu Nini sneered, "Aren't you afraid of drinking yourself into a giant - oh no, a giant tiger."

Ren De: “…”

"Okay," Song Shu said, "I'll go to Building No. 1 and take a look. I understand your request."

"Go quickly, go and beat them up, go quickly, it's up to you to save the gods!" Ren De clasped his hands together and bowed to her.

"Come on, buddy, let's go play games." Gu Zhenyan hooked his arm around Ren De's shoulders, "Let's play for a while, I still have to go cook."

"Brother Gu, make sweet and sour pork ribs for them~"

"If you keep talking like that I'll put salivary amylase in there."

"..."

Song Shu shook his head and held Fu Ying's hand: "Let's go and take a look."

They teleported to the corridor on the tenth floor of Building 1 and could already hear the quarrel coming from inside the room.

Luo Ze and Kong Sisi were lying outside the door eavesdropping.