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

Song Shu carefully raised his eyes to look at Fu Ying's expression.

Fu Ying held the spatula, looked down at the vegetables in the pot, then picked up the bag of sugar, sprinkled some sugar in, and continued cooking.

"Really?" Her voice was emotionless. "It seems like you lived a pretty comfortable life in your previous life."

"That's just for her comfort. It has nothing to do with me." Song Shu quickly cut off ties with his past life. "I'm telling you, I definitely don't have any thoughts of raising a canary. My heart is all yours."

"I know." Fu Ying neatly placed the stir-fried vegetables on a plate. "Now that everything has started over again, the changes in this world are entirely determined by my will."

She walked up to Song Shu, lowered her head and took a bite of the apple.

"Just like this apple, would it appear in your previous life? I don't think so. In your previous life, you probably couldn't find the original apple, so you didn't create a new one."

"But now everything has started over again. You and I found the original apple. You copied this new apple. You are eating it, and I am eating it too. It has traces and memories left by both of us."

"Like you said, memories and feelings go hand in hand. I chose you, I changed you, I made you fall in love with me, and I changed the lives and deaths of many people in this world."

Song Shu blinked: "Do you think she and I are the same person?"

Fu Ying said seriously: "No."

"Let me put it this way. I have memories, and I have memories and I love you. This is my choice. You started from scratch, met me, and fell in love with me. This is your choice."

"And Song Shu in my previous life was the culprit who killed me. Although she didn't kill me personally, she killed me indirectly."

"Of course, she was also the one who chose me to be reborn. I don't hate her that much because she made me meet you. My love for you is stronger than my hatred for her."

"And to you, she is the manipulator who controls your life, the kind of person you hate. Between you and me, no matter what, she can't be the one who inserts herself into our relationship."

"Besides, she has her own experiences and feelings. Just like you said, she has her own canary that she pampers. How could I possibly mistake you and her for the same person?"

"You said it yourself, you can't be the same person in this life and past life. If you must say that you are the same person, then I think your souls are essentially the same. You will understand each other and even guess what actions each other will take."

"But based on the essence of the soul, anyone, anything, and any emotion you encounter will make you a different person and have a different future."

Fu Ying grabbed Song Shu's shoulders, her lips and teeth filled with the sweetness of apples. She said seriously and softly, "You are you, I am me, and she is she. Do you understand?"

"I see." Song Shu bit off a piece of apple and raised his eyebrows suddenly. "Aren't you curious about who that canary is?"

"Gossip is a human trait." Fu Ying said honestly, "To be honest, I want to know."

"I didn't see his face clearly. Maybe I can see more memories in my dream tonight." Song Shu threw the apple core into the trash can and winked slyly, "Maybe I will see some very detailed plots..."

Fu Ying covered her mouth and said seriously, "You can't spy on other people's affairs."

"And, no matter what," she added awkwardly, "I don't want to see this face of yours in someone else's arms."

"Okay, okay." Song Shu patted her shoulder and assured her with a beaming look on his face, "It seems that there are really no secrets between us. It's really a double happiness."

"Double happiness?" Fu Ying questioned, "What kind of happiness?"

"The first good thing is that Li Shuang is alive, and the second good thing is that we have opened up again." Song Shu raised two fingers and waved them in front of her, "Nothing can stop us from loving each other."

Fu Ying stared at her for a long while before reaching out and gently tapping her forehead.

"Little fool."

Silly.

Nothing can stop us from loving each other.

Song Shu hugged his head, humming as he watched her take out a roast chicken from the microwave, and couldn't help asking, "What are we doing this afternoon?"

"Love." Fu Ying said concisely.

Song Shu looked around and muttered, "Where are my nail clippers?"

"...Kick Li Shuang out. Don't let her stay in the house. Go back to Building 3." Fu Ying emphasized, "Also, don't even think about looking for that broken nail clipper of yours. Give up that impossible idea of ​​yours."

"Why, can't we let people counterattack?"

"No."

"..."

Li Shuang was wearing a silk nightgown with her long hair wrapped in a towel, looking at Song Shu who brought the plate to the dining table.

So hungry, so hungry.

She moved closer as if possessed by a ghost: "Xiaoqi, I'm so hungry..."

"Hungry? The meal isn't ready yet, eat some food first." Song Shu handed her chopsticks and said, "There's juice, coconut milk and cola on the table... Anyway, take whatever you want to drink."

As soon as Li Shuang sat down, she pulled a chicken leg from the plate and started to wolf it down, like a wolf that had been hungry for a week.

Song Shu couldn't help but gasp in amazement. She wanted to say something but stopped herself, wanting Li Shuang to eat slowly so as not to dazzle the light of the roast chicken.

“…Forget it,” she sighed, “You eat first. If it’s not enough, I’ll make another one.”

Even as she was speaking, Li Shuang had already torn off another chicken leg, and with her other hand, she was tearing the meat from the chicken breast and quickly stuffing it into her mouth.

……

Oh my god!!! Is this burning my brain or my stomach!!!

Song Shu hurried back to the kitchen, leaving Li Shuang tearing the roast chicken. She grabbed Fu Ying in panic, "Fu Ying, Li Shuang's brain seems to have really burned out! She has become a glutton!"

Fu Ying: "...Don't make such a fuss. It's normal for a superpower to eat more after recovering from a serious illness."

Song Shu: "Do you think she wants to eat more? I feel like she wants to tear the roast chicken to pieces without leaving any bones!"

"..."

Li Shuang ignored the whispers in the kitchen. She just stuffed the chicken into her mouth and swallowed it, but she still couldn't resist the hunger in her body.

It feels so uncomfortable... Li Shuang opened a box of coconut milk and drank it in big gulps. Although the coconut milk was sweet and the roast chicken was tender, she felt pleasure eating and drinking these.

But the itchy feeling in her body that had been surging since she woke up drove her to find better food.

Xiaoqi was right, she needed to replenish her energy... Li Shuang looked around with her beautiful eyes, and some secret changes occurred in her dark pupils.

Song Shu was looking for ingredients in the kitchen: "Let's fry another egg. I'll get some grilled sausages... and two slices of steak."

——Crunch.

The strange noise coming from not far away made the two people in the kitchen stop what they were doing, and Song Shu's pupils trembled with shock.

Did Li Shuang really chew up all the chicken bones and swallow them??!

She put the sausages on the table and rushed out, but did not see Li Shuang in the living room.

The creaking sound came from the bedroom.

"Li Shuang...?" Song Shu came to the bedroom and saw Li Shuang, who was wearing a white silk dress, squatting at the end of the bed with her back to her, seemingly chewing something.

Song Shu's mind went blank for a moment, she rushed forward and knocked Li Shuang to the ground, and saw spirit crystals scattered all over the ground.

Li Shuang curled up on the ground, her head hitting the footboard of the bed, but she seemed not to feel any pain.

She held a pile of green spirit crystals in front of Song Shu and stuffed them into her mouth desperately.

The teeth were no different from those of ordinary people, but they bit the hard spirit crystal into countless pieces!