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

Song Shu slept very uneasily.

There was everything in the dream, from endless darkness to a sudden rainstorm, purple lightning, mournful roars, and Fu Ying crying while hugging her who had committed suicide with a knife.

The scene changed, Fu Ying hugged her and kissed her, his long fingers moving flexibly, stirring up waves of passion, and whispering "I love you, baby, be good, baby, try harder."

The heat in her body was blown away by the cold wind, and she fell into the snow. Bo Li supported her and forced her up. His tone was full of anxiety and resentment. He muttered that he wanted to kill all the people in the Freedom Camp and take their heads to the base to make a trophy display.

The snow seemed to soak her knees. The next moment, the scene changed again - she was hit by food thrown at her by the girl sitting in the dim room. It seemed that the air in her lungs was squeezed out, so she cursed:

"You just can't move your legs, right? Why are you being so pretentious? You're a young lady with so many people serving you, and you're still not satisfied? If you don't want to eat, don't eat. I'll starve you to death!"

In the dream, Song Shu realized that this memory belonged to Gu Yi. It was the scene she captured from Gu Yi after using the four supernatural powers of "mind reading", "absolute hatred", "mind imprint" and "immortal memory". It was the memory of Gu Yi's interactions with Ling Han in a wheelchair after she lost her memory.

Ling Han sat in a wheelchair, his pair of beautiful and gloomy black eyes emitting a sharp cold light as he stared straight at Gu Yi who was swearing.

From Gu Yi's perspective, she witnessed the process of the two people going from being sarcastic to each other, biting and wrestling, to gradually falling in love. On the night after their first intimate and in-depth communication, Gu Yi recovered his memory, and intense hatred and uncontrollable love collided desperately in his heart.

The scene changed again, and the two people who had been separated for several years were now in a hotel bathroom. Ling Han's legs had recovered, and her wet hair was held in Gu Yi's hands and patiently blown dry with a hair dryer. There was no expression on their faces.

After blowing her hair, Ling Han walked out of the bathroom. Gu Yi grabbed her and forcefully kissed her fiercely, opening her teeth until Ling Han could no longer breathe. Then she wiped her mouth with paper, picked up her bag and walked out the door without even looking at Gu Yi.

This is Gu Yi's memory. Song Shu is floating in the dream. Ling Han's departing back slowly dissipates like clear water disturbed by ink, and the picture becomes turbid - after another change, she returns to the Delu Lake Forest.

After Fu Ying's death, his body was eaten by a monster. His entire body was covered in blood, his chest was hollowed out, and his ribs were clearly visible, with a cold luster.

Song Shu couldn't be sure whether this was a dream or reality. She stepped on the bloody mud and returned to the scene. She threw a fire in her hand and burned the mutilated corpse into ashes.

The smoke filled the blood road, becoming thicker and thicker, turning into a white mist with extremely low visibility. A figure remained motionless in the white mist for a long time. She tried to identify the figure, so she walked forward.

Fu Ying, is that you, Fu Ying? She silently shouted in her heart, I love you, Fu Ying, that is not what I would do, I want to be with you forever, I will never do anything to plot against you.

The white mist in front of the figure slowly dissipated, revealing a clearly visible face.

Song Shu, wearing a black windbreaker, looked at her calmly, with a dazzling purple light spreading from his heart.

It's you, Song Shu. She thought to herself, what kind of person will I become in the future in my previous life? A person full of conspiracy and intrigue, powerful, able to use everyone as pawns and play with time.

She saw Song Shu in front of her slowly curl up the corners of his lips, and then loosen his five fingers on his clenched fist, revealing the smooth surface of a red spirit crystal in his palm.

The red spiritual crystal is Fu Ying's spiritual crystal. You will choose to absorb it, you will definitely do it. She watched Song Shu pinch the red spiritual crystal with two fingers and slowly raised it.

——Then, she placed it on her heart, and the spirit crystal gradually emitted a dazzling red light, directly swallowing up the purple light.

……

Song Shu opened her eyes, her whole body wet and sticky with sweat. She looked up and found Fu Ying standing near the balcony. It was slightly bright outside, and it was obvious that she had not fallen asleep for long.

"What's wrong?" She slowly stood up, took the cup and drank it all. She heard Fu Ying say, "Someone is near the outer wall."

Outer wall? Song Shu walked over with a cup of water and took her arm: "Who are you? Where are you coming from?"

"In all four directions." said Fu Ying.

Song Shu's originally somewhat confused mind quickly became clear. She walked towards the bedroom with a frown on her face. Fu Ying turned her head to look at her.

The air in the bedroom was a little hot. Song Shu walked over quickly and put the back of his hand against Li Shuang's face, but the temperature increased instead of decreasing.

Song Shu pinched Li Shuang's cheeks, asked her to open her mouth, and controlled the remaining water in the cup to flow into her mouth and slide down her throat.

"Li Shuang." She called out. A sickly flush appeared on Li Shuang's face, but her lips were a little pale. Above her closed eyes were soft, fine, dark eyelashes, wet with sweat.

Although there was a lot of sweat on Li Shuang's face, it was unable to dissipate the heat in her body. Song Shu put a cool towel under her armpits and opened the bedroom window to allow air to circulate indoors.

Song Shu lowered his eyes and stared at the sleeping Li Shuang, then stretched out his fingers to touch her incredibly hot cheek.

There was silence in the bedroom for a long time. Fu Ying stood there waiting for no one, so she walked into the room.

As soon as she pushed open the bedroom door, she saw Song Shu holding Li Shuang in his arms with her back exposed.

"She needs to cool down." Song Shu tucked the undressed Li Shuang back into the quilt. Her black hair spread out on the pillow like a painting. "Children with high fever and convulsions are often the result of their body temperature reaching a peak and being covered tightly by their parents."

Fu Ying opened her mouth, but finally managed only one sentence: "Li Shuang is not a child anymore."

"But this fire may also cost her life." Song Shu's face was calm. He summoned his clone to accompany her here, while his real body walked towards Fu Ying.

"Let's go see what kind of rat is sneaking around outside."