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

Song Shu ran into Wang Sheng and Gu Zhenyan in the corridor and asked, "How is Yuan Lin? Is his foot injury healed?"

"Almost there, but her ankle was really twisted badly. She is also a ruthless person. She just bent the broken bones of her ankle back into place." Wang Sheng put his hands on his hips and exclaimed in amazement, "With such perseverance, she can succeed in anything."

"Don't give me that," Song Shu said, "Let's collect all the supplies from other buildings as well."

"I see that Bo Li is still negotiating with her people about where to live. So we should still stay in Building 2, right?" Ren De came up the stairs and happened to hear their conversation. "I don't want to leave a familiar place."

"Of course we won't leave Building No. 2. We are indigenous people," said Song Shu.

"Okay then, let's go somewhere else and see if there's anything else to eat." Ren Fa followed Ren De out, holding two huge snakeskin bags in his hands. It looked like he was going to loot all the floors and not leave out any food.

Gu Zhenyan turned his head to look at her: "By the way, where is Fu Ying? Actually, I was thinking, why don't we go to the ruins of Building No. 4 together to see if there are any unexpected gains."

"No, brother, are you sure it's an unexpected gain?" Ren De rolled his eyes and yelled, "This applies to the weirdo, right? We might step foot into the door of Building No. 4 and get eaten by the weirdo in the next second."

Gu Zhenyan: “…Nervous.”

Song Shu said: "Fu Ying is busy. Since Yuan Lin's injury can be healed, I will not disturb them to rest."

She stood at the stairs and copied another stack of thick snakeskin bags for Gu Zhenyan and others, watching them go downstairs energetically to look for supplies.

When the footsteps of several people gradually disappeared, Song Shu moved a small stool and sat at the entrance of the stairs in a daze.

……

Fu Ying finished eating the canned food and waited for a long time for Song Shu to come back.

She got up and washed the glass jar and bowl. Although she understood Song Shu's hidden meaning, she still felt a little uneasy and annoyed.

I was too impulsive. Fu Ying held the edge of the sink tightly. She shouldn't have been so impulsive.

However, the matter of rebirth and everything that happened after meeting Song Shu were beyond her expectations, and the surging thoughts in her heart were difficult to completely hold back and not let out even a little bit.

Song Shu has a good personality, but that doesn't mean she will accept her own murder.

"Oh, are you working?" Song Shu poked his head in from outside the door and saw Fu Ying in the kitchen. She closed the door and smiled as she took a cat toy and swung it at her.

The clear jingle-ling-ling sound continued to ring, and Fu Ying just stood there watching her play.

Seeing that Fu Ying didn't react, Song Shu put the cat toy in his hand, his smile gradually faded, he walked into the kitchen, held Fu Ying's hand, and pulled her into the living room.

"My family is much more complicated than you can imagine." Song Shu suddenly said something out of the blue, and Fu Ying just listened in silence.

"You have a half brother, right?" she said. "I'm a bit like you. I have a half sister and a half brother."

"But, the three of us have different fathers."

Fu Ying's eyes moved slightly, and Song Shu gave a bitter smile.

"My mother is actually a very gentle person, but my grandma and grandpa are dictatorial people. She was separated from her first love and married a very rich man, who gave birth to my sister. Although they were not in harmony at first, that man treated her very well."

"After that, my mother gradually felt that it was okay to continue living like this, but the man died of a sudden heart attack, and relatives took away his property. My mother took my sister and was forced by my grandparents to marry her second husband - my father."

Fu Ying looked at Song Shu, but didn't get any clues from her tone or expression.

"My father was a domestic abuser, and later he got drunk and drove himself to death." Song Shu briefly skipped the description of her father. "After a while, my mother met her third boyfriend. Her first love went abroad and she had no new relationship progress. I don't know who heard about my mother, so she came back."

When she reached this point, she raised her head and glanced around the living room.

"This time my mother severed her family ties, but that first love personally went to our house to give the betrothal gift, and my grandparents finally agreed." Song Shu took a deep breath, paused for a few seconds, and then said, "My mother has found happiness, and I am happy for her."

"Is your mother good to you?" Fu Ying asked.

Song Shu whispered, "It can't be said that it's bad, it's just marginalized. My sister and brother are like their father, and I am more like my mother, but she can still see the shadow of my father in my face."

"But my stepfather treated me very well. He provided me with everything I needed. Later, he said he wanted to buy a house for each of his children, so I suggested buying one here."

She went into the bedroom and came out again, taking out her cell phone to show Fu Ying the property certificate she had taken at the time.

"I said at the time that I didn't want a very big house, just enough for one person. In fact, over the past few years, he has been sending me messages to show his concern and sending me some money from time to time. Compared with many tenants in this building, my life is much better."

"You don't hate them." Fu Ying said.

Song Shu: "There's nothing to hate. If I were my mother, I wouldn't do any better than her."

She grasped Fu Ying's cold fingertips and said gently, "I say this to tell you not to let hatred accompany your life. I understand your pain."

"If we put aside our blood relationship, what you did was revenge. But now the world has been destroyed like this. I can't judge you on behalf of anyone. Whether you did the right thing or the wrong thing, I... won't comment on it."

Fu Ying frowned and withdrew her fingertips very lightly.

"I see."

Song Shu watched her get up and walk towards the bedroom, and said, "Should we go to the ruins of Building No. 4 to take a look? If those animals escaped, there should be an escape route that we don't know about."

Fu Ying pushed open the bedroom door and said in a steady voice, "Okay."

Song Shu wanted to follow her in, but Fu Ying stopped again and took two steps back.

"Do you want to rest now?" she asked.

Song Shu shook his head: "I can't rest... There are still many things to do, and you and I have to go together."

Fu Ying: "Yeah, okay."

Song Shu thought for a moment and said, "Do you want to explore the area outside the community with me?"

Fu Ying said without hesitation: "Okay."

Song Shu clapped his hands: "Okay, the more information we have, the better we can protect the community."

Seeing her expectant look, Fu Ying nodded silently.

Song Shu gave her a gentle smile, and suddenly there was a slow knock on the door.

"Song Shu, are you there?"