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

The counterattack failed.

Although Fu Ying personally believed that Song Shu had successfully counterattacked, Song Shu's definition of success was different from hers.

And in the second half of the night, Song Shu didn't say who was bullied to the point where he couldn't even make a sound.

The two of them were pressed skin to skin. The temperature in mid-June was much higher, and Song Shu was sweating all over. Fu Ying turned on the air conditioner, hugged her in the quilt, and slowly fell asleep.

When it was just dawn, Song Shu moved restlessly in Fu Ying's arms. Fu Ying was not sleeping soundly to begin with, and she woke up when Song Shu moved.

And her palm was still tightly covering Song Shu's lower abdomen.

Song Shu's breathing was a little rapid, but Fu Ying was sure that she had not woken up.

That's the nightmare.

Fu Ying thought to herself and pulled the quilt up a little to cover Song Shu and her shoulders which were also exposed to the air.

"Death... or not..."

"All... all..."

“Everyone must die…”

The girl in his arms was talking in her sleep. Fu Ying listened quietly and carefully released "Absolute Hatred" to absorb the hatred and memories in the spirit crystal without affecting her dreams.

This time she was very careful, paying attention to her own strength, and slowly reading Song Shu's memory.

She saw the young Song Shu who was slapped and kicked by Song Rongguang when he was a child, and Xia Fu, who was a few years older than her, was also covered in wounds, staring at his drunken stepfather with his dark eyes, full of sinisterness and hatred.

She saw little Song Shu fearfully eavesdropping on his parents' love affair in the bedroom, listening to the unbearable sounds. When the only sound in the bedroom was panting, little Song Shu immediately ran away, staggering along the wall.

She saw little Song Shu sitting in the classroom, leaning over the table with a pencil that was sharpened with dents, writing in a wrinkled homework book. The students at the table in front of her were laughing and showing off the desserts and snacks prepared at home. Little Song Shu just looked up with a numb expression.

But eyes can speak, she saw envy and sadness in Xiao Songshu's eyes.

She saw little Song Shu in the junior high school toilet, being doused on the head with mop water by a group of girls. He was kicked, beaten and beaten by them because he taunted the leading girl in a sarcastic way.

Holding her dirty coat, dripping wet, Song Shu took off her coat in the toilet, wrung out a lot of water, and stayed in the toilet until school was over. It was pouring outside, and when she left the teaching building, she ran into Li Shuang who didn't bring an umbrella.

On a rainy night, the kind-hearted little Song Shu carried her classmate on her back and sent her to the guard room. She walked home slowly with an umbrella. Her shoes were soaked by the water, leaving wet marks with every step. As soon as she got home, she looked around, took off her shoes and socks, and ran to the bathroom barefoot, wanting to brush her shoes clean before Song Rongguang came back.

She saw Song Shu being bullied by a group of perpetrators before graduating from junior high school, and Li Shuang stood there, staring blankly with a struggling look on her face. She tried to say a few words to help Song Shu out of the predicament, and looked back before leaving.

There were mixed emotions in his eyes, mostly guilt.

She saw Song Shu standing on the rooftop, looking calmly down at the bottom of the building, letting the breeze blow his hair, his round, deer-like almond eyes only showed the determination to die. But in the end, the news of Song Rongguang's death woke her up and slowly returned to reality.

After Song Shu finished high school, her new father came and her mother had a new child. Xia Fu gave her annoying sister a sum of money at her parents' wedding and left the country overnight.

Song Shu, who successfully finished high school and chose his major, chatted with his stepfather for an evening, then took his small luggage and traveled from Yunheng City to Aito City, more than 2,000 kilometers away, where he lived for four years.

Song Shu rarely joins group activities, but she gets along well with others and smiles more often than before. She spends more time alone in her bedroom, eating snacks, playing games, watching TV and reading comics, and occasionally goes out to visit scenic spots.

Song Shu went to Youye Lake quite frequently. She would sit on a bench, enjoying the breeze and listening to music, looking at the lake for the whole afternoon. After watching the sunset, she would walk back slowly. In the evening, she would just cook some instant noodles and then start playing games.

Song Shu also worked part-time, distributing flyers, wearing leather suits, and working as a ticket seller at a scenic spot. Before going home at night, he would buy a lot of food or new comics and spend all the money he earned that day.

It was not until the second semester of her senior year that Song Shu interned for several months while writing her thesis. Because her boss used the KPI requirements for regular employees to exploit interns, the gentle but tough girl decisively resigned and left. After attending the defense and graduation ceremony, she returned to her own little world and spent a few days comfortably.

Then, the day of the apocalypse came.

She saw Song Shu, who had not yet awakened his superpowers, huddled in the house, not daring to make a sound all day, blocking the door with furniture, going to the toilet carefully, and eating under the quilt to open the packaging. Because the house habitually stored a lot of food and water, under frugality, consumption was very slow.

But no matter how slow you eat, it will be eaten up in two or three months.

At this time, Song Shu had a high fever.

She was unconscious in bed and fell asleep in pain.

If you can survive it, you will be a superpower. If you can't, you will mutate into a monster.

Finally, Song Shu woke up, dying. His throat was dry and he couldn't speak. His fingers had no strength at all. He could only tilt his head to look at the mineral water bottle that was so close to him, but he couldn't reach it.

——A hazy white light appeared in her heart, and a bottle of identical, unopened water fell on her.

This is Song Shu's memory from childhood to adulthood. Through the use of this supernatural power, Fu Ying learned about all of the past.

She watched Song Shu use his supernatural powers to continuously replicate food, and occasionally lay by the window and looked at the desolate and terrifying world outside, and would be in a daze for a long time. With the arrival of November, the temperature outside dropped sharply, and Song Shu wrapped himself in a large white quilt, not even showing his head.

Then, it was their first meeting.

The green zombie climbed up the tall building and searched for prey from house to house along the windows and balconies. Song Shu, who was awakened by the noise, lifted the quilt, grabbed a kitchen knife and hid behind the quilt. He was so nervous that his body was shaking, waiting for the green zombie to climb up.

--boom!

With the sound of glass breaking, the green zombie fell downstairs. Song Shu quickly got up to check. The green zombie at the bottom of the building was slowly climbing the wall like Sadako in the movie, and was about to rush back to the upper floors in a blink of an eye.

Gu Nini spread out her green light feathers and flew out from the upper floors, circling outside the fourteenth floor. The moment she let go and threw Ren Fa down, he turned into a giant bear, crushed the green zombie's head, and then turned back into his original form and was taken up by Gu Nini.

Song Shu stared blankly, and suddenly Gu Nini's cold and pretty face appeared in front of the window.

"Still alive?"