Don't engage in the Shura field in the post-apocalyptic text

Five months after the disaster.

The recent news section has been dominated by keywords like "potion" and "clear ability".

The newly developed potion is extremely stable. Whether it is a zombie, a mutant zombie, or a person with supernatural powers, as long as the potion is injected, it will return to an ordinary person.

The whole people's attention to the disaster a few months ago has also been greatly reduced, and instead they are worried about the fate of the abilities they carry.

Most people with supernatural abilities are unwilling to be cleared of their abilities, while ordinary citizens are petitioning the whole people, hoping to abolish the abilities of those with supernatural abilities-this is very understandable, as an ordinary human being, no one likes to be deliberately done The land is divided into three, six, and nine classes.

In this regard, the country quickly and ruthlessly decided to cut off the pain points: they took the lead in transparently disclosing the list of high-level people with supernatural powers, and then cleared the superpowers for these high-level people through a live broadcast on the entire network, allowing them to return to their identities as ordinary people.

Some radical citizens even consider it a "degeneration"—

"What are you thinking?" Ren Chenzhuo sat next to his father, watching the news report and slapping his thigh, "Does this mean that the country must conduct another human experiment?"

Ren Yugong remained silent.

For young people, it’s not easy for them to have new abilities. Before they’re happy for a few months, they will have their abilities eliminated by pressing their heads. It’s normal to be unhappy.

He patted Ren Chenzhuo on the shoulder, and was about to tell this brat about the scheduled injection time for the two of them, when he suddenly saw him take out his phone and stare down at the screen in a daze.

"Cong Yu?"

Knowing the son is not like the father, Ren Yugong can easily tell whose text messages this bastard is looking at.

"Zuo Wan."

Ren Yugong raised his eyebrows, and asked again: "Is that about Cong Yu?"

"...Old man, don't yell at me." Ren Chenzhuo smiled wryly: "Zuo Wan said, it's Cong Yu's birthday."

After the military affairs were over, Cong Yu naturally no longer stayed at his house, but went outside to find another way out.

At first Cong Yu rented a house outside by himself, but not long after, he moved to Zuo Wan's place——

I heard that the two are still together.

Sure enough, together.

He sighed: "Old man, I'll pick up Gu Qiu and Xin Yun first. I shouldn't go home for dinner at noon, and go to celebrate Cong Yu's birthday."

A few days ago, Gu Qiu and Xin Yun received a new drug injection, and they are convinced that they have returned to their status as ordinary people. As long as they are brought back, this matter will be over.

It can also be regarded as unraveling Cong Yu's knot - the other party has been asking him when he will be able to bring them back these two days.

"It's his birthday just after he came out."

Gu Qiu sat in the back, tinkering with the new mobile phone Ren Chenzhuo gave him.

Xin Yun put the phone aside, "I want to prepare a birthday present for my brother!"

"Gift? Where's the money?" Gu Qiu glanced at him, and continued to scroll on the screen, but he was inexplicably nervous, repeating the process of locking and unlocking the screen.

"..."

Oh yes.

Xin Yun choked.

Both he and Gu Qiu are now penniless paupers. They just got out of the isolation room and got into Ren Chenzhuo's car without waiting for the state's arrangement.

"Come on, he will be very happy if you two go to the scene." Ren Chenzhuo turned the steering wheel fiercely, and the suburb after passing the turntable is Zuo Wan's home, "Whatever he wants, Zuo Wan can't give it to him Ready?"

Air stagnates.

How does it sound...it's quite ambiguous?

Xin Yun sat forward, seemingly inadvertently lying on the back seat of Ren Chenzhuo, but observed Ren Chenzhuo's face from the rearview mirror.

"Hey, you don't know yet." The other party narrowed his eyes slightly, as if trying to cover up something, but Xin Yun still saw a bit of unusual unwillingness in it: "The two of them were together a few months ago. gone."

Gu Qiu's hand trembled, and the phone fell to the ground unsteadily.He picked it up again blankly and continued to flick the screen, but the movement of his thumb became even more fidgety.

"Hahahaha Brother Ren, you are joking, but it is not funny at all. Brother...how could..."

Xin Yun smiled awkwardly, trying to get an explanation that he didn't even believe.

"What are you kidding me about?"

"...So it's true." Xin Yun scratched his hair, suppressed his trembling voice, and laughed again: "When can we arrive?"

The two-storey small villa decorated in the Nordic style should have been a little cold, but because of Cong Yu's unusually abundant desire to dress up, it was filled with small objects with a sense of life.

Cong Yu nestled on the beanbag sofa in the living room, holding a mug filled with hot milk in his hand, tilting his head to look at Zuo Wan who was busy in front of the counter.

In fact, today should be his working day, but he spent a lot of time asking for leave with his boss, just because Ren Chenzhuo said that Gu Qiu and Xin Yun would also come today.

Asking for leave, in his previous life, was set as an absolute forbidden zone by his parents.

After all, he once took the final exam with a high fever of 39 degrees, leading the second grade by three points, and before that, he would never have less than 30 points more than the second grader.

Cong Yu drank the last sip of milk, took the glass to the sink, and casually threw the glass into the pile of glasses that Zuo Wan was cleaning.

The result may have been a little stronger, and the water splashed all over the ground, and even some foamy stains flew out.

Zuo Wan didn't even frown, he instinctively pulled Cong Yu behind his back, then quickly washed all the items in his hand, turned around and hooked Cong Yu's chin to exchange a soft kiss.

"Have dinner at home at noon, and go out to play together at night."

He lightly kissed the corner of the other's lips again, and waited until Cong Yu finally couldn't help smiling before continuing to ask: "What do you want for lunch?"

"Home cooking."

This range is vast.

Zuo Wan slumped his shoulders helplessly, and looked at the other party again.

"Okay." Cong Yu shrugged and compromised: "Delicious home-cooked food."

"..."

"... Braised... small yellow croaker?" Cong Yu obviously realized that his words were not right.

"anything else?"

"Coke chicken wings?"

"...There are more." Zuo Wan smiled and watched this guy jumping out the names of dishes like beans.

He is obviously two years older than him, and his behavior is so cute that it makes people laugh a lot.

Sometimes he hated Cong Yu's parents whom he had never met, and hated them for causing Cong Yu to be bullied for 20 years.

And sometimes he is grateful for this in a daze - if it weren't for the garbage that used to exist around Cong Yu, he would never have the opportunity to cherish the side he only revealed to himself.

"...I can't think of it." Cong Yu finally recovered his face with a paralyzed face, "You can cook it, I just want home-cooked food."

Zuo Wan understood that he just liked the feeling of home too much, and he just couldn't help teasing Cong Yu before: "Okay."

During the time with Cong Yu, he has already perfected his culinary skills, and the mere home-cooked dishes are naturally not a problem.

Consciously finished discussing an important matter, Cong Yu lazily leaned against the stage: "Did you help me tell them that they don't want gifts?"

"of course."

"That's good." Cong Yu paused for a few seconds, then turned around and went to the locker in the corner to take out all kinds of vegetable seeds, and placed them one by one in front of the stage to give birth.

He and Zuo Wan's injections were scheduled for a week later, which meant that he no longer had this convenient ability.

Cong Yu, who was silently reluctant to let go, did not see Zuo Wan staring at him from behind: "Why don't you want a gift?"

"Well, these kinds of vegetables have to be fried." Cong Yu indifferently threw his arms full of fresh vegetables into the sink that had just been cleaned.

something wrong.

Zuo Wan narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, hugged Cong Yu in his arms and bit his soft earlobe because of his poor figure: "Why don't you want a gift...?"

The rabbit in his arms froze completely.

Zuo Wan still wanted to laugh, anyway, he couldn't help laughing when he saw this person: "Speak."

Ding-dong-

Cong Yu broke free from his arms, straightened his curly hair, and ran to open the door.

Leaving Zuo Wan behind his back, he stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"Happy birthday bunny!!"

Lu Ran was holding a huge cake box in his hand, and still hugged him with one hand on his back.After Cong Yu bowed his eyes earnestly and thanked him, he stepped aside a bit: "Look who's coming~"

The three people following behind entered the door one by one, Zuo Wan tilted his head to look at it, and immediately tidied up and followed to the door to declare his sovereignty.

These people are very obedient in front of Cong Yu, but once they face him alone...

Thinking of the overt and secret "blessings" from Lu Ran and Ren Chenzhuo, he stepped forward with a slight smile and led Cong Yu back: "Thank you for coming."

Lu Ran gave him a white look, and put the cake on the table: "Thank you, it's not your birthday."

Cong Yu moved and let go of his hand. Before he stepped forward, he was hugged by Xin Yun who was jumping over: "Brother! Woooooo, brother, do you miss me?"

"..."

Originally, I had some thoughts, but when I was taken over by this brat, I immediately knocked out those thoughts.

"I miss you." Xin Yun knew Cong Yu's temperament too well, and retreated with a playful smile, thinking it was just a joke: "Happy birthday!"

"Show me your hand."

Cong Yu pulled his arm and rolled up the sleeves, and there really was a set of pink tooth marks on the wrist.

This is the scar he left on the opponent when he lost control.

"……sorry."

This apology is half a year late.

He raised his head, met Gu Qiu's calm eyes behind him, and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry."

"Don't, brother!" Xin Yun felt distressed immediately, and hurriedly put down his sleeves, "This is the mark left by my brother, hahahahaha, what can I be sorry for?"

"It's almost time for you to be sad and sad." Ren Chenzhuo walked inside carelessly, "You should be happy today, and there are so many nonsense left to talk about later!"

Since it was a birthday meal, except for the birthday star who wandered around looking around, the rest of the people were busy with their duties.

Cong Yu's upbringing told him that it is impolite to interrupt other people when they are busy in the kitchen.

But these big bosses who were willing to pamper him opened their arms one by one, and tempted him vigorously: "The shredded chicken with red oil has just been mixed, come and taste it?"

Cong Yu pursed her lips, took a step back, and wanted to see her own birthday cake first.

"Very fragrant!"

Holding a beautiful glass bowl, Lu Ran tried to lure Cong Yu over: "Anyway, sooner or later you have to eat."

"..."

Cong Yu swallowed his saliva, took a step forward, and stretched out his hand, and then a skewered kelp-wrapped meat was stuffed into the palm of his hand.

"Lu Ran, the oil is about to drip to the ground."

Gu Qiu watched Cong Yu eat the food before turning back satisfied, and then pushed Lu Ran back to continue cooking.

"...Please, who the hell is the one who couldn't even mix the minced meat well just now?" Lu Ran glanced at him speechlessly, and finally handed the glass bowl to Cong Yu: "If you want to eat, go first, this place is dirty."

Cong Yu shook his head, and lay his head between Ren Chenzhuo and Zuo Wan.

These two are in charge of the main course, whether they are handling fish, shrimp or fruits and vegetables, they are extremely skilled. Even the knife skills are very beautiful, as if they can slice those ingredients out.

Of course he can cook, but according to the requirements of his parents, he can only make some simple meals that are barely edible-because learning too much will delay the time for study and work.

So at this moment, sausages cut into octopus shapes or squirrel fish are enough to keep him staring at them for a long time.

Zuo Wan watched it interestingly, after feeding him a mouthful of sausage, he was about to take the opportunity to steal a kiss, but before he could move his hand, Cong Yu was attracted by Ren Chenzhuo's hair rubbing.

He squinted his eyes and raised his head, Ren Chenzhuo even managed to smile at him for a moment while talking to Cong Yu.

But no matter how you look at it, you don't have good intentions.

Zuo Wan, who didn't want to get mad today, silently suppressed his emotions, but what he was thinking about was how to get back the scene in the days to come.

"You two, is this a deal?"

Hearing Ren Chenzhuo's question, Cong Yu nodded with a blushing face, and finally made up his mind to escape from the kitchen to see the cake he had been thinking about.

Zuo Wanlai would do well to leave this kind of scene.

After people ran away towards the living room, turned on the TV, and made sure that there was no sound over there, Zuo Wan collapsed the polite smile he had been hanging just now, and nodded.

"Well, Brother Zuo, this matter of yours...is it a bit preemptive?" Xin Yun asked casually, but it undoubtedly sounded provocative to Zuo Wan.

He didn't want to say too much, "I don't think there's any problem."

"is it?"

"Ah."

Zuo Wan took out the sauce from the refrigerator expressionlessly: "You and him are also good friends."

He deliberately emphasized the tone of the words "good friend", and the intention couldn't be more obvious.

Gu Qiu continued to fiddle with the soup pot in his hand, but his eyes were empty: "Of course, we are all friends."

"At certain times, friends, you can't back down without a bottom line." Zuo Wan took his words lightly, and when he looked up again, there was a perfect smile on his face: "Lunch is almost ready, isn't it?"

He admitted that this team had experienced an unforgettable companionship of life and death together, but regarding Cong Yu, he couldn't make any concessions.

After everyone responded together, he continued: "It's Cong Yu's birthday, I invited you all, just to make him happy."

In other words, it was just for his happiness.

Xin Yun extracted the implied meaning of this sentence, curled his lips not too obviously.

"So don't mention those unhappy things. If you want to mention it, it's not today." The smile on his face did not diminish at all, and he took the fish in his hand and left.

Cong Yu didn't know anything about the turbulent tide among these people, and made a wish when everyone turned on the lights and sang birthday songs for him.

I hope everyone can live happily.

But before today, he never knew that his birthday was supposed to be so lively——

It was really great to meet them.

It is evening.

The two colors of dark blue and fiery red blend wonderfully in the sky, and Cong Yu sits in front of the computer and stares at the scenery outside.

During his regular working hours, Zuo Wan usually would not come in to disturb him.The other party would knock on the door and come in when he was about to sleep, ask for a good night kiss and then put his arms around him to sleep, obeying all his wishes obediently.

But tonight... something seems different.

Zuo Wanwan had asked him about his plans for the evening, and after taking him out for a date in the afternoon, he was always a little mysterious.

He really didn't have any extra work to do during today's birthday leave, so he just sat here quietly watching the scenery in a daze.

He needs a certain amount of time to be alone, to let himself go, to get rid of all the work and schedules that are filling his head.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door, Cong Yu recovered from his fantasy, and called "Come in" nonchalantly with his face in his hands.

His door was never locked, Zuo Wan would not bother him too much, and he was willing to keep enough personal space for him.

However, this time, after the door was silently pushed open, the warm yellow wall lamp in the room rang softly and went out.

The light from outside the window struggled to come in, making Cong Yu rubbed his eyes for a moment unable to adapt, and with the faint light, he persistently reached out to turn on the desk lamp.

"Shh."

A hug with a refreshing mint flavor suddenly pulled him into his chest.

In the darkness, the intensifying heartbeat of the other party was like a drum, ringing warmly in his ear through the flesh and blood.

The sound made him breathe lightly.

Not good.

Cong Yu instinctively predicted something.

He moved his head slightly, but just like a kitten, he rubbed his fluffy hair against the opponent's chin.

"Cong Yu."

"Ah."

"We were together five months ago."

"……Um."

"Those...love contracts you promised?" Zuo Wan couldn't help but let out a muffled laugh when he said this, and pressed his lips against the warm and tender neck of the other party: "When will it be executed?"

He could have waited.

Until today, when he realized that those hungry wolves were still lurking behind him, he finally couldn't wait any longer.

"Half a year, six months."

Cong Yu pushed his face: "There is still a month."

However, the head buried in his neck remained motionless, and he carefully sucked and bit those sensitive skins: "But today is your birthday."

"Well—it's not your birthday!"

Cong Yu was provoked by his licking and biting and made a small sound, his hair exploded immediately, and he struggled a bit more.

However, he had never won in terms of strength, and Zuo Wan lost his soul in two or three hits, so he was a little scared: "Zuo, Zuo Wan!"

"..."

Zuo Wan didn't speak, just curled the corners of his lips and lightly pecked at his sensitive spots that he found in his usual tests.

He didn't try to lift Cong Yu up from the chair until he finally hooked the person so that he stopped saying no more words of rejection and could only gasp and collapse, then he tried to lift Cong Yu up from the chair and put him on the bed next to him.

"...wait a minute..."

Cong Yu subconsciously made some vines to wrap around Zuo Wan's unruly hands.

Zuo Wan stared at him blankly.

After getting used to the dim light, Cong Yu looked at the other person's face again, and finally he was able to see the dark desire in the other person's eyes clearly through the weak light, his brows jumped, and he loosened the vines quietly.

Noticing that Cong Yu's attitude softened, Zuo Wan suppressed his smile, turned his head again, and said hoarsely: "Because it's your birthday."

"..."

"That's why I want you to be happy."

"..."

The last vines wrapped around his wrist also loosened and disappeared.

Cong Yu raised his head angrily, and kissed the corner of the other's lips in shame.

The doorbell rings early in the morning without a doubt.

Especially when the tender time that was so hard to wait for is disturbed by others.

Zuo Wan sat up with a gloomy face, frowning.

Cong Yu was still sleeping, lying sideways and buried his head in the raised arms, his loose hair overlapped with the dark quilt, half covering the sporadic red marks on his neck.

Then the doorbell rang again, and it became less harsh.

Even the faint discomfort in the waist has become a symbol of sweetness.

He got out of bed lightly and went to open the door.

The little brother outside the door smiled brightly: "Hello, is this Mr. Cong Yu?"

"..."

Zuo Wan shifted his gaze to the cage that the other party held in his arms.

In the huge grass nest inside, a gray lop-eared rabbit is sleeping in a coil.

"I'm his boyfriend."

The little brother choked, and quickly put on a professional smile again: "Okay, it's okay."

"I am the courier of the xx generation running errands. Here are four packages belonging to Mr. Cong Yu."

"Bring this rabbit, it counts as five. But don't worry, the rabbit I received from one of the gentlemen is very healthy."

Zuo Wan took the packages into the house one by one, and finally sat on the sofa and looked at the rabbit in a daze.

He once asked Cong Yu if he would like to have a dog, but was flatly rejected by the other party - dogs are too similar to gray wolves, Cong Yu probably doesn't want to experience any loss anymore.

This rabbit should be fine... right?

He glanced at his watch again, went back to the bedroom and wanted to lie down and sleep with Cong Yu for a while, but he met Cong Yu's eyes when he opened the door.

Cong Yu's face suddenly turned red, and he took a step back, hiding under the quilt again.

"morning."

Zuo Wan stepped forward and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "Outside, there is your package."

"What is it?"

Seeing the other party so calm and composed, Cong Yu became more courageous, arched forward, and got out of bed.

"Waiting for you to unpack." Zuo Wan had already guessed the source of those packages, and led him out, "There is also... a rabbit."

Cong Yu's eyes lit up immediately.

He shook off Zuo Wan and stepped forward, took the knife in the closet and cut open the largest package. What was revealed inside surprised him, and he almost took a step back unconsciously.

Is it a gun?

He calmed down a bit, stepped forward, and saw the sticky note on the butt of the gun.

Vigorous and powerful font, but the content is very simple:

happy Birthday.

"It's Ren Chenzhuo."

Cong Yu couldn't help smiling, and raised his eyes to look at Zuo Wan: "Didn't I say you don't want any gifts?"

He continued to unpack the remaining packages, which were a new mechanical watch, a massager, and a whole box of pet supplies, presumably for the innocent sleeping lop rabbit next to him.

"Xin Yun, Gu Qiu, Lu Ran."

"..."

Cong Yu inexplicably felt his nose a little sore.

These gifts were all anonymous, and he didn't even know whether to say thank you.

"So, can you tell me now?" Zuo Wan touched his head, and then squatted down to touch his forehead: "Why didn't you want a birthday present before?"

Cong Yu: "..."

He cleared his throat, and then glanced at the lop-eared rabbit next to him: "The gray one, let's call it Xiaohuihui."

"..."

"I'm going to find out how to raise lop-eared rabbits, don't follow me."

Cong Yu stood up, and ran back to the bedroom before Zuo Wan grabbed his cuff, leaving Zuo Wan laughing dumbfounded behind his back.

The reason for this, he will find out sooner or later.

Cong Yu sat alone on the chair in the bedroom for a long time.

He suddenly leaned forward, covered his face with his hands, and the crimson color between his fingers was scorching hot.

He never had a birthday present.

So in his opinion, the meaning of something like a gift is too complicated.

What to say.

He will not understand the thoughts of those people.

Refusing their gifts is just to tell Zuo Wan from another angle——

He just wants gifts from his boyfriend and family.

But it's better not to tell Zuo Wan about this kind of thing... right?

The author has something to say: the full text is over.

At the age of 26, Yuyu rediscovered the lost childhood when she was six years old.

Well... he will be happy.