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

Li Shuang.

friend.

Canary.

It's so strange to put these three words together.

Thoughts were like tangled threads, stringing together the scenes from his past life and his present memories. Song Shu pressed hard on his temple with his index finger, trying to relieve the sudden pain.

"You think I shouldn't hate her, right?" she asked Fu Ying. "Back then, I was indeed disappointed by her inaction, or her useless actions, and I also had some hatred for her extreme ideas."

"But compared to others, she didn't do anything to humiliate me." If she really did that, she would still look up to Li Shuang. Song Shu thought about what Li Shuang said at that time, thinking with some boredom.

But Li Shuang is essentially the same kind of person who is not loved by anyone, just like her. No one really cares about her. So how can she really dare to grab someone and possess him/her fiercely to resist those more perverted perpetrators?

"So I still have the same question. You were very happy when she woke up." Fu Ying said, "Do you regard her as a friend?"

"How do I look happy?" Song Shu leaned back on his chair and asked lazily, "I thought you wouldn't ask me about her again, or are you worried that I'll end up falling in love with her like that crazy guy?"

Fu Ying stared at her calmly without saying anything.

This silence made Song Shu feel an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in her heart. She found that she was also looking forward to Fu Ying being jealous, and this expectation just proved how much she cared about Fu Ying's love.

"You won't." Fu Ying suddenly spoke.

Song Shu's left eyebrow moved slightly, raising slightly.

"How do you know I won't?" She teased Fu Ying intentionally, "What if I really have the tyranny to imprison Li Shuang?"

"If you want to satisfy other fetishes, I will cooperate with you." Fu Ying said without hesitation, "And what I want to say is that as long as I appear here, you will only fall in love with me."

Song Shu was interested: "How do you say that?"

Fu Ying's voice was sonorous and powerful: "Because she can't compare to me."

"How can it be compared?"

“It can’t be compared anywhere else.”

"..."

Song Shu looked at Fu Ying's confident and arrogant look and burst out laughing. His depressed mood after the nightmare finally relaxed a lot.

"Then tell me, what exactly is it that is incomparable?"

Fu Ying, however, wanted to have a serious talk with her, one thing at a time.

"First of all, it's the appearance," she said, "appearance, figure, and clothing."

"Li Shuang is beautiful, and I am handsome too. In terms of appearance, you were interested in me the first time you saw me, which means that compared to Li Shuang's face, you are more likely to accept and appreciate my facial features and face shape."

"As for my body shape, I am 1.76 meters tall, my weight is in line with the healthy BMI index, my body fat percentage is low, my body is well-proportioned, my legs are long, my limbs are very strong, and my shoulder width and waist circumference are in line with the public aesthetic."

"Dressing up, you know what I like to wear on a daily basis, and you also like to decide what I should wear today. Our aesthetics are basically the same, and we are very harmonious."

Fu Ying analyzed the situation in an orderly manner. Song Shu stared at her and suddenly said, "But you smoke, and Li Shuang doesn't seem to smoke."

Fu Ying: “…We’ll talk about this later.”

"Then there's the inner qualities." She continued to list them, "Personality, ability, and experience."

"Although I don't like to communicate with others, it doesn't mean I can't talk, I just have a cold personality. To the people I love, I will be very gentle and steady, and will accept everything about you."

"As for my abilities, you also know that I am very strong in the apocalypse. I can protect you. I also know a lot of knowledge and have good adaptability. As long as I want, I can subdue those enemies and captives with methods you can't imagine."

"And experience, whether it's survival experience, life experience or sex—" Fu Ying paused and continued, "In short, I can give you everything I have, so that you don't step into traps or get tired. I will take good care of you and love you."

"As for the addiction to smoking, I got addicted a long time ago, before the apocalypse broke out. I swear I will quit in the future." She promised seriously, "If you don't like it, I won't smoke."

"besides--"

She suddenly stood up, walked in front of Song Shu, knelt on one knee, and kept her upper body upright.

Song Shu wanted to pull her up.

But Fu Ying simply took her hand, put it on her lips and kissed it gently, with bright eyes.

"I understand that there is hatred in your heart, and I also understand how much bitterness, helplessness and pain are hidden under your gentle smile. No matter what decision you make in the end, no matter what kind of person you want to be, I will be with you."

"If you are confused or stubborn, I will use my power to comfort you and persuade you."

"I will love you with all my heart, and my only selfish wish is that you give me the same love."

Song Shu used the hand that was held by Fu Ying to stroke her face. He could hardly remember how many times he had heard such a confession. Seeing Fu Ying staring at him with such a passionate love in her eyes, his heart began to feel hot.

"Are you worried that the memory of the first week will affect my current feelings?" She said, "No, Fu Ying, I am her and I am not her. At least I know who I love."

Fu Ying lowered her head, pressed her cheek into her palm, and rubbed the warm skin with her lips.

"You don't feel safe." Song Shu said, "I can feel it."

"No," she overturned her own words, "You think I still haven't given you the emotional feedback you deserve, and that I haven't given you enough sense of security."

Fu Ying raised her face, her expression looking a little weird and a little uneasy.

"What I want to do..." She moved her lips slightly, and Song Shu leaned over to listen.

"That's fun, not torture. It's different from what I did to Li Shuang in episode one," she said. "But if you really want to try, I'm willing to."

"I just want to own you completely and don't want anyone to touch you." Fu Ying whispered, "You will be mine alone."

"I understand." Song Shu agreed softly, "You will get what you want."

The powerful and cold Fu Ying of the past now revealed his deepest desires to her. Irresistible affection surged over her, and a pair of powerful hands seemed to tear her apart completely.

Crazy and extreme love, as long as it is Fu Ying, she will indulge in it.

To her, this is the difference between Fu Ying and others.

This love is the Bible that saves her life.