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

Song Shu is now very confident about the future.

At least now she knew that the Freedom Camp would arrive next winter, and they had enough time to deal with those guys and catch them all in one swoop before the tiger showed its fangs.

At this time, the "Tiger" in the alien alliance base was running happily in the outer city with his girlfriend, raising a cloud of dust.

At least now she knew that Song Shu in the first week had been using Fu Ying from beginning to end and had never even given his true heart to her. Those wet eyes in the Delu Lake Forest did not mean anything.

At least she knew that the so-called revenge was actually just a play performed by Song Shu and Yu Yi in the first week, and even the "Jue Hen" at that time was deceived.

At least she could see these things instead of rushing forward in the dark and losing everything she had along the way.

At least Fu Ying is a good person.

"Why are you praising me like that?" Fu Ying came closer, and Song Shu realized that he was looking at the sky and mumbling unconsciously, and said what he was thinking aloud, "Are you proud that I'm a good person?"

Song Shu looked at her eyes that were expecting more compliments, and said in a reserved tone: "Well, a little bit proud."

"I don't believe it. I want to hear other advantages." Fu Ying put his arms around her waist.

"Because of your appearance, so many things have changed. You see, you alone are enough to change everything." Song Shu said softly, "You are a good person, Fu Ying, you are willing to let go of your previous hatred."

"I'm not a good person. Don't flatter me, baby." Fu Ying looked at the black wall of the inner city. Li Duochen and Chi Feng were patrolling in the corridor. "If you weren't in this community, I wouldn't care whether the people here are alive or dead."

Song Shu sighed: "I know, but I still want to thank you."

"I know what you mean." Fu Ying rested his chin on her shoulder and asked softly, "I love you, so I will protect everything you care about."

"You love someone and love his dog, and you still say you are not a good person. Some people will only turn love into hate, become greedy and paranoid, and the possessiveness is enough to kill a person's soul." Song Shu said.

Fu Ying lowered her eyebrows: "But you know what I told you before, I want to bully you severely, lock you up in a place, and turn you into my canary."

"At that time, I didn't know what Song Shu had gone through in the first round, and you didn't experience the pain yourself. Now it's no longer possible. I can't let you get hurt like that again."

Song Shu: "I said, as long as it's you, it's fun—"

"That would hurt you, not interest you." Fu Ying emphasized, "I won't allow myself to do that. I just want to cherish you."

Song Shu didn't know why, but he felt an indescribable liking for Fu Ying when he saw her reflecting on herself and blaming herself.

She then grasped Fu Ying's hand and said, "Then cherish me."

Fu Ying said cautiously: "Just kiss from now on, okay?"

"Hey, you wanna be Plato version 0.5?"

"No, I mean, just kisses, everywhere, no hands."

"...Good on you."

"May I?"

"Can I still say no?"

"Agree, Xiaoshu."

"Then I agree."

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"Luo Ze's blue eyes are like the ocean, with many sparkling little fish swimming in them." After reading this, Kong Lian looked down at Kong Sisi who was dozing on the desk, "Didn't you sleep last night, Kong Sisi?"

Kong Sisi was gently awakened by Luo Ze. She rubbed her eyes and heard Kong Lian ask her, "Read the weekly diary I wrote yesterday."

"Didn't Dad read it?" Kong Sisi muttered.

"What's the weekly diary theme, Sisi?"

"growing up."

"What does that have to do with Rose's blue eyes?"

Kong Sisi said confidently: "Dad: Didn't you say that we should learn to write metaphors? Am I not good at writing?"

Kong Lian was almost laughing out of anger.

"Yes, you wrote well. But in your weekly diary with the theme of growth, you spent the whole diary describing Rose's face, Rose's smile, Rose playing with you, Rose doing homework... Growth, where is your own growth?"

Luo Ze sat next to Kong Sisi, his cheeks already red.

Kong Sisi became more and more calm: "Because it is Sister Luo Ze who has been with me growing up! Watching Luo Ze's growth, doesn't it also reflect my growth?"

Kong Lian glared and said, "You are the only one who can talk every day!"

Kong Sisi was not feeling well to begin with. Her knee hurt a lot last night. Luo Ze tried to coax her in a low voice and rub her knee, but it was of no use. The pain was still there. It felt a little better during the day, but it still hurt a little.

"I just want to write about Rose. Is there any need for me to grow up in this world? All the teachers in school are dead, and my classmates must be dead too! Rose is the only one to keep me company!"

She yelled at Kong Lian, who slapped the table with his palm, leaving several cracks: "—— Kong Sisi!"

"Dad, you don't understand anything!" Kong Sisi shouted angrily, stood up and ran out the door.

Luo Ze: "Sisi——!"

"Let her run!" Kong Lian waved his hand, his face unsightly, "She does whatever she wants, doesn't care about other people's opinions, doesn't respect others - I don't know whose temper she is following!"

Rose ran out after him.

Kong Lian was so angry that his chest hurt, so he sat down and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

Ma Zeyang and Kane cautiously looked into the living room and found that Kong Lian was the only one there.

"It's difficult to educate children." Ma Zeyang shook his head.

"Kong Sisi is really hard to teach. She is too stubborn and has her own ideas." Kane said, "She will be fine when she grows up. She is still a good kid."

Han Ya opened the door while eating a snow cake and found two people acting stealthily: "What are you doing? We are playing Landlord, do you want to join us?"

“Come on!” Ma Zeyang rushed over, “Come on, come on, I’ll take twenty bags of potato chips!”

Han Ya: "You're such a thief! We only have twenty bags of potato chips!"

Kane waved his hand and refused: "I'm going to go chat with Brother Cao, you guys go play."

Han Ya closed the door with a bang.

Kane stood at the door with his hands on his hips and turned to look at Kong Lian who was quietly drinking tea in the room.

At this time, Kong Sisi had already left Building No. 1.

She used her supernatural power to make a slide and slid down directly from the high floor. Luo Ze didn't dare to open the shield, for fear of falling, so he had to slide down with her: "Sisi, wait for me!"

Kong Sisi fell to the ground, looked up at her, her tears sparkling in the sunlight.

She ignored Rose's calls and ran out of the inner city.

Rose thought that she would go to the street, and if a monster suddenly appeared, she would be doomed, so she ran forward as soon as she landed on the ground.

Her physical strength was a little better than Kong Sisi's, and she caught up with her after Kong Sisi ran two blocks: "Sisi!"

Kong Sisi was grabbed by her shoulders, tears flowed down her face, gathered into drops at her chin, and fell silently to the ground.

Luo Ze opened her mouth. She was a little unhappy at first, but when she saw Kong Sisi crying, she couldn't help but soften her tone: "Okay, Uncle Kong also hopes that you can write more about your experiences."

"I miss my mother..." Kong Sisi said.

Luo Ze was stunned for a long time and wiped away her tears with the tissue in his pocket.

"I will always be with you, Sisi," she said, "but you can't be too dependent on me and only care about me, okay?"

Kong Sisi buried her head in her neck and shoulders and hummed.