The male supporting role was captured by the protagonist after his rebirth

Zhang Yi sat dazedly on the sofa in the shelter, his eyes empty and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.

Ever since he came back here, he has maintained this posture, motionless, and even his breathing has become weak.

As time passed, the sky outside the window gradually darkened, the sun slowly set, and the sky was dyed orange-red.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the shelter. It was so quiet that it was suffocating. Only the ticking sound of the wall clock broke the silence.

Zhang Yi's mind kept echoing with the conversation with Deng Shentong. Every word and every sentence was like a sharp knife, deeply hurting his heart.

Deng Shentong deceived him.

Those gentle smiles and thoughtful gestures were not because of how much he loved him.

The reason why he was taken away from the Password Bar was simply because he still had value that could be used.

Zhang Yi's eyes rolled slowly and he stood up from the sofa like a zombie.

Deng Shentong obviously wanted to kill him and seize his origin advancement, but why hadn't the other party come to him even though Zhang Yi had stayed in the shelter for so long?

At the moment when Deng Shentong said he wanted to kill him, he had actually already lost all hope. He deliberately stayed in a place that Deng Shentong was familiar with, quietly waiting for death, waiting to see him again before he died.

Being killed calmly by him in her own shelter, at least this way of death is more dignified than being tied up in a laboratory and slaughtered by others.

The clock on the wall had already gone half a circle and the sky had become completely dark.

Deng Shentong still didn't come.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands, feeling the surge of supernatural power in his body.

Zhang Yi couldn't help but frown.

Unlike the stagnant state he became after the injection of Compound No. 3, now that the fever has subsided, his supernatural powers have been functioning very smoothly, and are even showing signs of gradually becoming stronger.

The lethal agent in Deng Shentong's hand had clearly pierced his skin and penetrated into his blood. The pain of being killed by his lover's own hands while he was awake was still vivid in his mind.

But why didn't he die?

Zhang Yi was silent for a long time.

Even if I don't want to believe it in my heart, all the clues point to one fact.

Deng Shentong let him go on purpose.

As for the medicine injected into his body, it was not a deadly poison, but the antidote for compound number three.

Zhang Yi only felt that his heart was as if being tightly grasped and rubbed by an invisible big hand. The feeling was sour and painful that it made it difficult to breathe.

Suddenly, he let out a shrill laugh, and the sound was like the howl of a demon, echoing in the air for a long time.

"Deng Shentong, ah Deng Shentong! Can you let me go?!"

He slowly squatted down, his body trembling slightly, tears sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground. He cried and laughed wildly, as if he had lost his mind, like a mentally ill madman.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to have frozen into a block of ice, so heavy that it was hard to breathe. Zhang Yi's crying and laughing were intertwined, while the cold furniture around him watched everything quietly, like indifferent bystanders.

Zhang Yi felt that his soul was being torn apart by an invisible force, and his heart seemed to be about to explode.

Deng Shentong is such a complicated person.

Zhang Yi always thought he had truly seen through him, but in the end he found that it was not the case.

When he loves deeply, he is always met with indifference. When he wants to hate thoroughly, he always glimpses true tenderness behind one lie after another.

Love and hate are intertwined in Zhang Yi's heart and cannot be separated, just like the fierce collision of ice and fire, which brings him endless pain and torture.

Does Deng Shentong love him? !

Zhang Yi covered his face in pain and cried. He couldn't accept the fact. Every minute and every second away from Deng Shentong, he felt like he was living in agony.

And this answer, perhaps if Deng Shentong himself does not tell him, will always be an obsession in his heart.

The sky outside the window had turned completely dark, and snow was falling heavily, just like the night when he chased Deng Shentong in the snow, or just like any ordinary day in the apocalypse.

After a moment of dead silence, the door of the shelter suddenly opened, and a tall figure stood at the door, looking a little shaky.

Zhang Yi's eyes were bloodshot, and his face showed the haggardness after great joy and sorrow. In just one day, this usually cold-blooded man looked much more aged.

He looked up at the snowflakes dancing in the light and smiled weakly.

"You win, Deng Shentong."

He decided to go back to find him, back to Blizzard City.

Although he knew in his heart that Deng Shentong could let him go this time, he would most likely not let him go a second time. Under pressure from the Deng family, he would kill him if he knew the truth.

But so what?

Zhang Yi showed a relieved smile.

He just wanted to find an answer, and only Deng Shentong could tell him the answer.

Rather than living a life trapped in such a problem, it would be better to die with dignity beside Deng Shentong.

He opened the door to space, tears kept flowing out of his eyes, but he still maintained a smile. The gloom and hostility in his dark eyes seemed to have all dissipated at this moment.

He knew that once he returned to Blizzard City, he would be leaving this world, but when he thought about being able to return to Deng Shentong soon, he not only did not feel the slightest fear, but on the contrary felt a sense of joy and peace of mind.

On the way of traveling through space, Zhang Yi recalled every moment he spent with Deng Shentong. Those memories, whether beautiful or sad, flashed through his mind like a movie.

Although Deng Shentong may not love him, it does not affect his love for him. He is willing to give everything for him, even his own life.

Being able to die at the hands of Deng Shentong seems to be a good ending.

At this moment, he just wanted to tell Deng Shentong that no matter what, he came for him.

As for his own identity, he no longer struggled. He was Zhang Yi, the Zhang Yi that belonged to Deng Shentong. Whether he was the once invincible Lord Chaos or any other identity, it didn't matter.

What’s important is that he once truly lived and loved with Deng Shentong.

It was just a bit regrettable that he could no longer accompany Deng Shentong and could not see the dazzling scene when he truly became the protagonist.