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

Song Shu would turn over in his sleep in the middle of the night. This was a pattern that Fu Ying had figured out.

When she turned over, she subconsciously reached out to her side but found nothing, and she suddenly woke up.

As for tracking, he naturally used "Absolute Hate". Sensing the black fog moving nearby, he went to Building No. 1.

Then, Fu Ying was seen trying to attack the two boys found in the small mall.

Song Shu didn't dare to believe that Fu Ying would attack them when no one was paying attention, so he questioned her now.

And Fu Ying's grip on her shoulders gradually loosened.

"I didn't mean to kill them. I just wanted to verify my guess." Fu Ying said indifferently, "If not, I would come back alone."

Song Shu: "What if it is? Are you going to kill them? Is there anything you can't just tell me directly?"

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Fu Ying suddenly blurted out, "You and Bo Li have so many things to talk about, how can I be one of them?"

Her voice was a little loud, so she immediately shut her mouth and listened to the noise in the living room.

After a moment, Song Shu said softly: "I have spent much more time with you than Bo Li. If you can't even see this..."

After Fu Ying finished speaking, she realized that she had said the wrong thing, and her tone softened: "I'm just worried about the hidden dangers in the community. Xiao Shu, I think there are some things that you shouldn't know, but——"

"You can tell me." Song Shu continued, "Anything is fine. I can accept it."

No, you can't accept my rebirth, just like you still can't accept that I like you. Fu Ying thought in her heart, but said: "Okay, I'll tell you."

"I think the two boys who suddenly appeared in the small mall are very suspicious. Rose didn't mention them, and we didn't find them when we searched inside."

"So I suspect they are bait."

Song Shu stared wide-eyed in the darkness. She walked away from Fu Ying, went to the bedside table, turned on the small table lamp, and pressed it down.

"But they are just ordinary people, there is nothing unusual about them." Song Shu said, "And Cao Jian and Yu Yi have already checked them, and they clearly have no injuries."

Fu Ying lowered her eyebrows and looked at Song Shu's beautiful face under the lamp, and her tone became softer: "Yes, they have been checked, but I want to check their blood."

Song Shu was stunned: "So you were planning to...?"

"Especially the blood in the brain." Fu Ying said, "Just as Luo Ze can attach himself to the spirit crystal of the monster to gain vision and control their abilities, there is a high-level monster that has the ability to infect ordinary people with blood."

"But, when the weird zombies infect humans, they can be transmitted through blood, right?" Song Shu was puzzled, and suddenly realized, "You mean, the weird zombie can control the time when ordinary people mutate?"

Fu Ying wanted to laugh, but her expression was so solemn that she couldn't. "Yes, that weird blood will blend into the blood of ordinary people, and eventually it will burst out from the brain, directly generating spirit crystals and causing people to mutate."

Song Shu: "So you think - wait, according to what you said, you have experienced this kind of thing? Have you seen that weirdo?"

Fu Ying: “Yes, I have experienced it.”

But, it was in the past life.

She came to Aito City, avoided the port attack, and went to the city center. In her first battle after joining the Freedom Camp, she encountered Zi Zang, who could control the mutation of ordinary people.

Song Shu: "So, do you know what the code name of that weird zombie is, and what level it is now?"

Fu Ying thought about it, prepared for the worst and said, "'Ke Rong', purple mourning."

Song Shu took a deep breath.

"You should have told me earlier, why didn't you tell me?" she whispered, "Let's not quarrel over this kind of thing."

Fu Ying grabbed her fingers, her tone slightly aggrieved: "Xiao Shu."

Song Shu sighed secretly and whispered, "Okay, let's get down to business. So, if you take blood from their brains, can you tell?"

Fu Ying thought for a moment and said, "Yes."

"If they have an infection, what would the blood in the brain look like?"

"It's dark red, sticky, and dark." Fu Ying said, "The time I saw it, ordinary people were infected very quickly and mutated very quickly. It broke out directly in the crowd, without any prediction."

Song Shu bit his lip and said nervously: "Then how about we go now——?"

"No, if Ke Rong really infected them, he would sense my approach." Fu Ying said, "Logically, he would immediately detonate the blood in his brain."

Song Shu: "If nothing happened, does that mean it's safe?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "Not necessarily. He may be cautious and not make any moves. I will try again later. I have to do a test to feel at ease."

Song Shu just looked at her steadily, his thin black shirt covering his buttocks. Now they all wore overalls to sleep at night, in case of a sudden crisis and not having enough time to put on pants.

Fu Ying pursed her lips, took off her jacket, and put it on Song Shu. Only then did she say in a reproachful tone: "Why don't you come out without clothes on? What should I do if you get cold?"

Fu Ying likes her.

This thought flashed through Song Shu's mind, his tense shoulders relaxed, and he lowered his eyes and hooked his fingers.

The dim light from the small table lamp shone on them and cast a shadow on the wall.

The projection did not look like the two people sitting separately in reality, but more like they were snuggling together, blending together.

Fu Ying asked her to stop hooking her fingers, held her hand tightly in her palm, and called softly: "Xiao Shu, I spoke a little loudly just now, I'm sorry."

Normally, Song Shu should have said it was okay, but she didn't know why, as if she was angry, she blurted out: "It was your fault in the first place."

Fu Ying was surprised, then smiled and admitted her mistake: "Yes, it's my fault."

What's wrong with liking girls?

Song Shu looked at Fu Ying's curved lips, stunned.

When she found out Fu Ying was not around, she was clearly panicked and confused. The anxiety she felt was even more helpless than when she was bullied.

Fu Ying likes her.

So...what's wrong with liking Fu Ying?

Unconsciously, she smelled the sweet fragrance of Fu Ying again.

It is said that if a person can smell the fragrance of another person, it is her genes that are choosing her.

Then, could it be that she accepted Fu Ying's intrusion into her life from the very beginning?

Song Shu pulled his hand away and murmured, "Let's continue sleeping."

She lowered her head and couldn't see Fu Ying's expression, but her neck was gently stroked a few times.

Fu Ying's gentle voice sounded.

"Okay, let's go back to sleep."