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

In the end, Song Shu found a way to restore the clean wall. She found that her restoration ability had improved a little compared to before.

In short, the house became clean again, and she forgave Fu Ying's vile behavior of beheading and Li Shuang's perverted behavior of chewing spirit crystals.

After a whole day of noise, the sky outside returned to darkness again.

Only then did Song Shu realize that the South Inner Wall was bustling inside and outside.

People were coming in and out under the archway, and beside the black wall battlements, there were not only people with special powers patrolling, but also young couples walking hand in hand and talking about love.

No one knows about the various strange things that happened in Room 1415 of Building throughout the day today.

Song Shu leaned against the edge of the balcony, enjoying the cool breeze, and saw Li Shuang walking from the aisle between Building No. 2 and the black wall to the edge of the parapet. Su Xuan, Han Ya, Tang Xinyu and Li Duochen from Building No. 1 gathered around her, asking about her condition.

Li Shuang seemed flattered by this and quickly waved her hands to say that she was fine.

"Then let's go to the movies tonight. We have a lot of delicious food there!" Han Ya said with a smile, "By the way, it was quite lively under the wall during the two days when you had a high fever!"

"Han Ya likes to look at the abdominal muscles of the men in the cage. When they were taking a shower in the water, her saliva was almost flowing." Su Xuan joked, but was grabbed by Han Ya's neck.

Tang Xinyu leaned against the wall and slowly explained to Li Shuang what had happened in the past two days, while Li Duochen was concerned about Li Shuang: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, thank you all for your concern." Li Shuang smiled slightly.

Li Duochen looked at her, rubbed his nose and lowered his head: "It's great that you're okay. I can't help you at all."

Li Shuang: "Hmm? It's okay. No one has ever encountered such a situation."

"Hey, Li Shuang, you're still alive!" Nan Dan jumped over from the stairs lightly, hugged Li Shuang with a giggle, "I thought you were going to die. By the way, you know that Xia Fu is gone..."

Song Shu watched all this silently, and Fu Ying's gentle voice sounded behind him.

"Do you think they will notice Li Shuang's changes?"

"of course not."

Fu Ying held Song Shu's waist and slowly leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Are you angry with me? When I chopped off her head?"

"I'm not mad at you. Any normal person would be scared out of their wits, and I'm no exception." Song Shu said calmly, "But I understand why you did that. It's just that I was really scared."

"Will you be sad and miserable if she dies?" Fu Ying continued to whisper, "What about me?"

"I thought Li Shuang would have had that reaction after being killed by you." Song Shu turned around and stared at her, his eyes blazing. "If it was you, then I—"

"Hush." ​​Fu Ying was worried that she would say something about love suicide. "I know what you are going to say. I'm just asking casually."

"Xiao Shu, I don't want you to experience that kind of pain." She said seriously, "I will protect myself, and I will protect you even more."

Song Shu lightly stroked her wrist with his fingers, and just sat there in a daze for a while, staring at a certain point in the air to empty his mind. Then his eyes slowly moved, looking at the people, the black wall, the street lights, and the archway.

Fu Ying raised her hand, touched her chin with her fingertips, and gently raised it: "Who are you looking at? A great beauty is right in front of you."

Song Shu: "You mean I was attracted by your beauty?"

Fu Ying: “…Hmm?”

Her thoughts jumped so quickly that she needed to think for a while before she could understand.

"I have a smell that you like very much." She continued to tickle Song Shu's chin, "You said it."

"Oh..." Song Shu looked at Li Shuang on the black wall being pulled away by Han Ya and Tang Xinyu. Su Xuan also wanted to leave, but was blocked by a tiger. "Pheromone?"

"What pheromone?" Fu Ying was confused.

Song Shu smiled and said, "Haven't you read ABO literature?"

"I'm still EFG." Fu Ying frowned, "What is that?"

Song Shu clicked his tongue twice and began to explain to her what ABO literature was. When Fu Ying heard the rest, her expression was indescribable.

"Is this setting used to develop that kind of relationship?" She poked Song Shu's face with her finger. "You said you don't usually look at random things?"

"I..." Song Shu hesitated. Fu Ying kept poking her face. She became angry and said with her hands on her hips, "I'm an adult. What's wrong with me looking at something messy? What can you do to me if I look at it?"

Fu Ying: "..."

I haven't said a word, and you're already broken?

Song Shu was still muttering there.

"I'm an adult, I think it's normal, I just watch, I don't do anything, I don't do anything to myself, I don't do anything to others, I'm just a little girl..."

"So what if I smell your pheromones? I can fall asleep after smelling them. You are my sleeping aid. What's wrong with me smelling them? I won't feel that kind of emotion..."

"I'm not going to bite you on the back of the neck..."

Fu Ying couldn't bear it any longer, so she pulled the mumbling little fool into her arms and gave him a passionate and deep kiss.

Just above the balcony, the figures of two people stood out particularly against the beam of light from the balcony.

Su Xuan opened her eyes wide and leaned against the wall to read: "Wow... so good, I want to write a fan fiction."

The tiger used its huge head to push the girl, but its strength was so great that it pushed her to the ground.

"Rende!!"

"Ouch..."

Song Shu struggled to get out of Fu Ying's arms and looked towards the black wall: "I suddenly remembered something."

Fu Ying stared at the water on her lips, his fingertips covering her lower back, ready to move: "What's wrong?"

Song Shu looked around for a while, and the expression on his face became inexplicably awkward.

"Sorry."

"My first request..."

"I know you told me not to apologize to you in the future." Song Shu blinked frequently, his eyes wandering to other places, "But I still feel I have to say it to express my apology to you."

"Well, I accept your apology." Fu Ying looked calm, but he tightened his grip on her waist, "How about making you feel better?"

"So considerate?"

"Do I have to wait for another woman to be more considerate to you than I am?"

"That's not what I meant."

"..."

Fu Ying didn't ask much, and Song Shu didn't say much either. The two of them just stood on the balcony, quietly looking at the alien alliance in the dark night, feeling the rare peace.

Fu Ying touched the gold ring on Song Shu's ring finger. Everywhere she touched was cold, but if she stayed there for a while longer, the temperature of her human body would transfer to the gold and it would become warm.

She placed her palm on the back of Song Shu's hand, inserted her five fingers between Song Shu's fingers, slowly closed and bent them, and grasped the smooth hand.

——Unwilling to let go.