The waste is going to strike back

Mu Xin and Yan Shaohui did not choose to drive home, but walked back directly.

Although the current period does not allow most people to be lazy and idle, no one really cares what the two new officials who have just taken office are doing.

Since the headquarters hasn't issued any orders to ask Team 1 to do it, Yan Shaohui and Mu Xin are naturally happy to have some free time.

Because of the zombies everywhere, most cities have been abandoned by humans and turned into zombie paradises. Therefore, water and electricity have disappeared in those places, and many factories have stopped operating.

The smog in City B is very heavy, and there used to be reports about this on TV. The poor air quality is mostly due to factory exhaust.

Now because of the end of the world, all the factories around City B have been abandoned, so the air in the city has become very good, and you can see blue sky and white clouds most of the time.

In fact, this can be considered a blessing in disguise.

Compared to other people coming and going in a hurry with nervous expressions, Mu Xin and Yan Shaohui walking side by side on the road seemed very abrupt, and people around them often looked at them sideways.

"I think the news that you beat Zhang Zhidong and carried him out of the first team's training ground today will soon spread throughout the entire military camp."

Yan Shaohui found it hilarious whenever he thought of Zhang Zhidong being tied up like a dumpling. He never knew Mu Xin was so cruel and could come up with such a mean trick to make Zhang Zhidong so embarrassed.

"You're looking for death, so don't blame me for being ruthless." Mu Xin snorted coldly, and then he suddenly remembered what Zhang Zhidong said when he provoked him.

Yan Shaohui believed that tomorrow, no, probably tonight someone would spread Mu Xin's heroic deeds throughout the entire military camp. By then, the rumors would be self-defeating. Who would say that Mu Xin became the deputy captain of the team through the back door and connections?

Moreover, even if Mu Xin used a backdoor, he did it in an open and aboveboard manner, relying on his strength to defeat all those who looked down on him. He deserved the title of deputy captain of the first team.

"Do you remember what he said then?"

"Ok?"

"...said I was your man..." Mu Xin couldn't continue.

When Yan Shaohui was reminded of this, he naturally remembered what Zhang Zhidong said at that time.

He sneered, his tone disgusted, "You just arrived in City B, and logically you don't have many people to interact with. Isn't the only person you have a grudge against the young lady?"

Mu Xin naturally remembered Qi Qing'er's frivolous and disdainful expression, and his mouth twitched speechlessly.

"I don't remember how I offended her." He and Qi Qing'er had only met a few times in total, right?

"A woman like her who thinks highly of herself always thinks that anything she likes must be in her hands. If someone escapes her grasp, she will naturally be unwilling and resentful and want revenge. She really has no brains at all."

"So, what you mean is that she transferred her resentment to me because she liked you?"

Mu Xin really didn't understand Qi Qing'er's train of thought. He didn't do anything, so why did Qi Qing'er hold such a grudge against him? She even made a big fuss about him in the military camp?

"Based on what I know about her temperament, that's probably it."

Damn, idiot. These were the only four words that popped out of Mu Xin's mind.

"Don't worry about this matter. I will help you seek justice." The one who bullied him? This time, even if Qi Qing'er had her brother's protection, it wouldn't work!

Mu Xin glanced at Yan Shaohui and said, "I don't care. This is your fault. I am innocent and I am being blamed. Do you still want me to take the lead?"

"How could that be? I can do it myself."

"That's more like it." Mu Xin snorted coldly.

He was afraid that if he went alone and met Qi Qing'er face to face, he would not be able to help but throw a few ice cones at her.

It would be better to let Yan Shaohui come forward. It is none of his business in the first place. The only consequence of his coming forward would probably be that Qi Shanlang, who has a sister complex, would remember it.

If it was Yan Shaohui who came forward, Qi Shanlang would not do anything to Yan Shaohui for the sake of their brotherhood.

And... who knows if Bingberg is as repressed as Yan Shaohui?

The two were almost at Yan's house, and the number of people around them gradually decreased.

Yan Shaohui suddenly laughed for some reason.

Mu Xin looked at Yan Shaohui as if he was a psychopath, "Are you crazy?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Yan Shaohui quickly blocked Mu Xin against the wall, while he put one arm around Mu Xin's waist and supported the wall with the other.

"Xiao Xin, were you jealous just now?"

Mu Xin blushed at Yan Shaohui's words.

"You... when did I get jealous?" Mu Xin got angry.

Yan Shaohui laughed softly, "Heh..."

"Actually..." Yan Shaohui put his face close to Mu Xin and said in a dangerous tone, "You have liked me for a long time, but you just refused to admit it, right?"

Mu Xin pursed his lips; he had no idea how to refute.

Or, unwilling to refute?

Seeing Mu Xin's evasive eyes, Yan Shaohui knew that his guess was almost right.

The arm around Mu Xin's waist gradually tightened, and the two people's chests got closer and closer. The equally rapid heartbeats seemed particularly loud in this silent moment.

In fact, even if Mu Xin still refused to admit it, Yan Shaohui could sense that Mu Xin had the same feeling as himself just by feeling the rapid heartbeat.

"Right, it's very important?" Mu Xin was the first to speak after he was finally defeated in this silent tug-of-war.

Yan Shaohui stared at the other person and suddenly felt that it was very stupid for him to keep asking for an answer.

He shook his head. "It doesn't really matter."

He pressed Mu Xin into his arms. His thin body only made him feel distressed. "From now on, you don't need to say anything like whether you love me or not. I won't ask you again and again. You just need to enjoy my love in the future."

Mu Xin listened to Yan Shaohui's heartbeat, and suddenly felt as if his heart was hit hard by something, and then a sweet thick liquid flowed out and seeped into his blood.

Myself... Does this count as falling in love again?

Mu Xin thought so in a trance.

As a devil struggling to death on the operating table, do I still have a chance to be loved?

May I?

Maybe this is an unsolvable answer, or maybe there is no need for any answer at all.

After all, love is a proposition that has no correct answer.