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

Zhang Yi was caught off guard when he heard the name. His pupils shrank slightly and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

After a long while, his stiff body slowly relaxed. His fingers slowly stroked Deng Shentong's thin shoulders and back, and he whispered, "Why did you choose her?"

Deng Shentong observed his expression quietly without blinking, and after a moment he said, "Actually, I don't understand why you still mind that matter?"

After Deng Shentong was reborn, he has not visited anyone in the shelter for more than half a year, not even once.

Is he still blaming them for what happened in the past? Actually, no, he had already let it go.

Under the circumstances at that time, someone had to die for him. The woman was not the one to be sacrificed, and the fat man didn't have to count on it, while the others had their own concerns.

They depend on Zhang Yi to survive. If they die, it would be too worthless.

In this end times, human hearts are the most untrustworthy thing. He did not expect those people in the shelter to be any special.

After all, if you can't even do it yourself, what qualifications do you have to ask others to do it?

However, when Deng Shentong stood up and died for him, he didn't know since when he had been holding this matter in his heart, and it gradually became an insurmountable wall.

The dead can never be defeated.

Perhaps, it is because Zhang Yi is a lonely person and he cares too much about the loyalty of those around him, so this is the case...

Zhang Yi was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head and whispered: "I don't know how to face them, and I don't owe them anything. It just so happens that they don't remember me, so this is actually a good thing."

Then, he seemed to have figured something out and smiled: "You are so smart, you must have guessed what method I used."

Zhang Yi looked at Deng Shentong's beautiful face, and his fingers gently shuttled through his silver hair: "The old me has been exchanged with 'Him', and the current me is here for you."

There is no past, no cause and effect, it belongs completely to you.

Deng Shentong's eyes trembled as he looked at Zhang Yi, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, I understand."

Zhang Yi was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Deng Shentong continue, "But I was serious when I said that Yang Xinxin and the others should take over the Yuan Mine."

"Why?" Zhang Yi was a little confused after hearing him say that.

Deng Shentong sat up straight, still with that nonchalant look on his face, but there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

"I believe your judgment is correct. They are all capable people. They can't just be relegated to being a puppet."

"Yang Xinxin and the others are smart enough. The other two are called Xu Chunlei and You Jiguang?"

Deng Shentong thought for a while and then said, "Although their potential is limited, my Deng's technology can maximize their abilities. If they are just for self-defense, it is enough."

"Lu Keyan likes to tinker with mechas, and the Deng family has enough resources to support him... Oh, and is Xu Chunlei familiar with that Longming Guard named Li?"

"Of course, the most important thing is that Yang Xinxin should be related to Hou Tu, right?"

After summarizing all this, Deng Shentong let out a long sigh and smiled slightly: "Although you can start over, their lives have just begun, right?"

Zhang Yi touched his nose. He felt a little embarrassed and a little sad.

He originally thought that Deng Shentong was taking the opportunity to bring up old issues and blackmail him, but he didn't expect that the other party was genuinely caring about these people.

"Besides, you won't be able to see them in your lifetime."

Deng Shentong continued, "The road ahead is still long, and they must learn to grow on their own."

Zhang Yi nodded, he understood what Deng Shentong meant.

Now that he has decided to take a different path, he can't hide these people forever. Xinxin and the others must learn to face future challenges independently.

He roughly understood what Deng Shentong said. He wanted Yang Xinxin and others to become the Deng family's eyes and ears in Shengjing.

"Since you have arranged everything, I certainly have no objection."

Zhang Yi lay down and hugged Deng Shentong's slender arm, rubbing it subconsciously, and said, "But I still hope they can be safe."

"Don't worry." Deng Shentong touched the top of his head and smiled confidently, "Besides, mining the Yuan ore is a lucrative job. What can they do in my Deng family's territory?"

The two smiled at each other, and then fell silent again.

The theme of the end of the world is always heavy, especially for those who have experienced the past. They know more clearly that the seemingly stable situation in front of them is actually fragile.

Only the strong can stand at the top and overlook everything, and can protect the people around them.

Zhang Yi looked up at Deng Shentong, who was thinking with his head down. His soft silver hair slid down the side of his face, making his profile look even more peaceful and beautiful.

To some extent, Deng Shentong is more suitable to be a protagonist than him.

Deng Shentong is of noble birth, smart, powerful, proud, and has excellent interpersonal relationships. Everything seems perfect for him.

More importantly, he is ambitious and willing to do whatever it takes for his ideals.

Compared with him, Zhang Yi is just an ordinary person with extremely good luck.

Deng Shentong just lacked the protagonist's opportunity by a small margin, but it was enough to be fatal.

If there is one thing that he is not as good as Zhang Yi, it is that he is not cruel enough.

Otherwise, considering what Zhang Yi had done, why would Deng Shentong have kept him until now?

Is this tolerance only for him, or for everyone?

Thinking of this, he rubbed against Deng Shentong like a dog, enjoying the soft touch and intoxicating fragrance with a clear conscience.

Deng Shentong pushed his furry head and scolded him with a smile: "Why are you so clingy today? You're like a dog-skin plaster."

Zhang Yi held his arm and refused to let go. Instead, he rested his head on his thigh like a spoiled child, staring at him with a pair of dark eyes.

"Master, you promised to reward me."

Deng Shentong looked at him helplessly, then an idea came to his mind: "Okay, then I will reward you now?"

As he said that, he leaned over and gave Zhang Yi a light kiss on the face.

Zhang Yi was startled by the sudden kiss, but soon showed a satisfied smile.

He touched his cheek with his hand, as if he was still savoring the feeling just now.

Zhang Yi grabbed Deng Shentong's wrist and muttered softly: "Not enough..."

"Hmm?" Deng Shentong raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "What's not enough?"

"Don't try to change the subject." Zhang Yi raised the corner of his mouth and buried his head in Deng Shentong's arms, "Master, you know what I want."

Deng Shentong chuckled and hugged Zhang Yi tightly in his arms.

He lowered his head and whispered in Zhang Yi's ear: "I know."

After saying that, he bit Zhang Yi's earlobe, and as if he thought the fire was not lit thoroughly enough, a wet, bright red tongue emerged from between the soft lips and licked it gently.

Zhang Yi trembled all over. He raised his head and looked at Deng Shentong with burning eyes.

How could he bear such provocation from the usually cold Deng Shentong? His breathing suddenly became rapid, and his hands unconsciously hugged Deng Shentong's waist.

Deng Shentong felt the change in Zhang Yi, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sly smile.

He stroked Zhang Yi's hair gently and said softly, "Not yet, it's daytime now."