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

"Go to hell..."

Song Shu was still murmuring, but as her body was shaken violently, her consciousness suddenly became clear!

When she realized the words that had come out of her mouth, she slammed her mouth shut.

What are those?

She stared blankly at Luo Ze's bed for a while, hearing Fu Ying's persistent shouting in her ears.

"I was wrong--"

Song Shu turned his head and nervously reached out to touch Fu Ying's face and heart. He was stunned for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Ying's eyes were red with anxiety: "Xiao Shu, what's wrong with you? Talk to me——"

Song Shu covered her mouth and shook her head.

She hasn't recovered yet.

"I'm--ok."

Fu Ying was stunned for a few seconds, and her cautious look overlapped with the look she had just had on the rainy night.

Song Shu suddenly found it difficult to breathe.

——Damn, what the hell is that? Is it really the future, or just an illusion?

"It's okay." She rubbed her nose and stood up by supporting herself on the crib.

Fu Ying followed closely, and Song Shu took her arm, feeling a little scared.

Fortunately, Fu Ying's passive ability was triggered, so there is still a chance to change it.

But - is that person called Ye Qi?

Who is Ye Qi?

However, it is also useful information, another survivor base.

Oh, I'm so angry. Will she and Fu Ying become the crazy people in those bloody plots in the future?

Really...what did Fu Ying do to let her down?

...Is it cheating?!

Fu Ying, who was glanced at sinisterly by Song Shu, felt an unprecedented chill.

"Xiao Shu, are you okay?"

Song Shu looked at Fu Ying, who was worried, and felt indescribable. She pushed Fu Ying to the bathroom and said, "Hurry up and wash up, and stop talking nonsense."

When Fu Ying was washing her face, Song Shu scooped up water with his hands and splashed it on his face.

When Fu Ying was brushing her teeth, Song Shu held the toothbrush as if he was ready to charge at the next second, and brushed his teeth back and forth at a very fast speed.

The moment Fu Ying walked out of the door, Song Shu also strode out of the bathroom with a fierce look, giving Fu Ying the illusion that she was going to catch someone cheating in the next second.

"Xiao Shu?"

Song Shu turned his head suddenly: "What are you doing?"

Fu Ying closed her mouth silently, then asked in a low voice: "What do you want to eat in the morning?"

——He is dominated by his wife.

Song Shu stared at her for a few seconds and sighed inwardly.

Forget it, how could Fu Ying cheat? She was in a passive state because of the predicted future, and began to have wild thoughts.

"What to eat? I don't know. What should I do?"

While thinking about the recipe, Fu Ying inadvertently took Song Shu's hand.

"Want some noodles?"

"I don't think so."

"How about some glutinous rice balls or wontons?"

"I don't want to eat either."

God, she really has no appetite now.

The future that she predicted was not so much a prediction as it was her own personal experience.

The despair that cannot be described in words and the hysterical madness deep in the heart are really terrible.

Will she become such a terrible monster in the future because of Fu Ying's mistakes?

"Then..." Fu Ying lowered her eyes. Song Shu looked at her depressed look and unconsciously tightened his grip on her hand.

"Just eat some bread." Song Shu leaned over and kissed her, "Drink a glass of juice, eat two grilled sausages, and half a corn."

"I'll listen to you." Fu Ying said obediently.

The frustration that Song Shu couldn't vent in her heart also dissipated a lot at this moment. She really couldn't help but have any strange views on Fu Ying's present because of the predicted future.

Anyway, the future can be changed.

Even if she is being guided forward by her future self, it doesn't mean that she has to follow that path.

Not to mention foresight.

"Fu Ying..." She hung her whole body on Fu Ying, "I like you so much."

Fu Ying frowned, as if she wanted to ask something, but she held back.

If Xiao Shu didn't tell her, she wouldn't ask.

She went to the kitchen to cook some corn sausage. Song Shu leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs and ate bread, thinking silently.

The "Eternal Memory" recorded everything she had just predicted, but she did not dare to review it again, and subconsciously threw that predictive memory into the depths of her mind.

After all, it's really painful.

She really didn't want to play any sadomasochistic love scenes.

But what could Fu Ying have done wrong? Why did she become so crazy, commit suicide in front of Fu Ying, and even use Fu Ying's most horrible memory to torture her...

Song Shu closed his eyes while chewing and bit the bread hard.

——I can’t stand it anymore.

The salty aroma of grilled sausages and the fresh fragrance of corn appeared together. Song Shu opened her eyes, and Fu Ying sat down. She also put her calves on Fu Ying's thighs.

"Eat quickly." Fu Ying said, "It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Song Shu stood on tiptoe, picked up the fruit tea and bit the straw.

Fu Ying tapped her calf with her slender fingers, kneaded it with force, and asked casually, "My passive ability was triggered just now. What did you see?"

Song Shu bit the straw flat and said perfunctorily: "Of course it's my own death, what else could it be? Don't you know what your ability can let me see?"

"Can't you tell me what you saw specifically?" Fu Ying said.

"Let me think about it." Song Shu picked up the grilled sausage with a fork and took a bite. The tender and juicy meat burst on the tip of his tongue, and it was so delicious.

"By the way, there is a person named Ye Qi, do you know him?" She gestured with words.

Fu Ying continued kneading her calves, and said calmly, "Ye Qi? I don't know him."

--know.

Ye Qi's first superpower is to know the superpowers of other superpower users, which Song Shu jokingly calls an "encyclopedia". His second superpower is "playing cards". The playing cards transformed by his mental power can be turned into boomerangs with a destructive power strong enough to cut off the heads of zombies.

She is Zi Yi from the Alien Alliance and a teammate of Song Shu and Bo Li.

This was the case in the previous life.

But why… ?

"You predicted your own death, but was there a person named Ye Qi in it?"

"Well... sort of." Song Shu said, "But she has nothing to do with my death. On the contrary, she should be a good person."

"Humph."

"…What are you humming?"

"Not happy." Fu Ying said, "There are too many men and women around you."

"...Where does this logic come from?" Song Shu laughed, "According to your logic, I can also say that there are many men and women around you."

"If anyone else dares to like me, I will cut their necks." Fu Ying said calmly.

Song Shu smacked his lips: "What a violent and cold-blooded beauty. I like her."

Fu Ying: "..."

Ye Qi was a cheerful person, but sometimes she could be quite sharp-tongued. In the bloody battles that the Alien Alliance and the Freedom Camp had experienced, she played the role of a military strategist in controlling the situation.

This also made some people in the freedom camp extremely angry and they threatened to capture her and bring her to the camp as a public property.

Anyway, those words are disgusting.

She finally stopped moving, her face somewhat gloomy as she thought that on the day she died in her previous life, Song Shu and Ye Qi were very close.

The two people were clearly leaning against each other with their arms around each other.

“Ah——?!”

Song Shu was hurt by Fu Ying's pinch. She hissed and kicked Fu Ying: "You hurt me!"

Fu Ying came back to her senses and rubbed her calves with concern.