Quick Wear: The Development of a Pure Cannon Fodder

At this time, familiar footsteps sounded. Yu Zinyin turned around and saw Zhao Cheng walked out of the room and stood not far from her, looking at her.

Yu Ziyin's body stiffened. Her gaze fell on his slightly trembling shoulders, then looked at his lightly trembling eyelashes. She remembered the scene just now when Zhao Cheng was standing beside her. Before he said anything, her heart softened. "My brother and I will be with you from now on, Zhao Cheng."

Zhao Cheng forced a smile that was uglier than crying. Yu Ziyin thought he didn't believe her, so she could only promise him. As she spoke, she couldn't help but move closer. Then, he pulled her hand and held her in his arms. Yu Ziyin came to her senses in surprise and slowly relaxed her body. She stood up and raised her head, holding Zhao Cheng's face with both hands. "Everything I said is true. When my brother wakes up, ask him if he would treat you the same way if you were in danger. He will definitely answer you yes, because you are also our family."

She didn't know how to comfort Zhao Cheng who had lost his family, so she could only express her sincere emotions in pale words, hoping that he could feel it.

Zhao Cheng leaned his face against her palm, "But I can't feel the connection between you and me. Ziyin."

"Zhao Cheng, don't think like that. You really are a very important family member to us two."

After hearing this, Zhao Cheng's eyes were filled with self-mockery. He held the woman's wrist tightly and looked into Yu Ziyin's eyes, as if puzzled. "You are related by blood. You are family, the closest people in the world. But what about you and me? There is nothing between us. I am like an outsider who has intruded into your lives. Maybe one day, you will leave me, and I can only watch."

He had great faith in her strength and power. In his eyes, she would always be the best and most powerful, so he didn't think those zombies could hurt her. But when he saw Yu Zinyin and Yu Huai hugging each other, he suddenly felt like there was a barrier between them, easily isolating him. He felt like an outsider, a stranger who had nothing to do with them and was isolated outside. This silent panic kept swirling in his heart for a long time.

Yes, in her eyes, he was just an outsider. Even though she said they were family, very important family, there was no connection between them. This was an indisputable fact. They even met because of Yu Huai. So if he had just died accidentally in the battle with the fourth-level zombies, she would definitely not worry about him as much as she worried about Yu Huai.

For a moment, he was so desperate that he couldn't bear it. So, he wanted to establish a connection, a connection that belonged to them and would not be easily cut off. He didn't want to be just an outsider. So even if Yu Ziyin didn't like him, or just felt sorry for him or had pity on him, he wanted her comfort at this moment.

"I want to be your real family."

Zhao Cheng stared at her from the palm of her hand, tears streaming silently down his face, his chiseled features. His dark hair was slightly disheveled from the fight, adding a touch of fragility to his handsomeness. "Please take pity on me and take me in, okay?"

His acting pitiful and crying just now had the best effect. Even if Yu Ziyin was a dull person, she understood what the "pitiful" and "sheltering" in his words meant.

In Yu Zinyin's heart, she really regarded Zhao Cheng as her own family and treated him as a brother like Yu Huai. Therefore, after discovering that Zhao Cheng seemed to like her, she panicked and distanced herself, thinking that if she stayed away from him in the future, maybe Zhao Cheng would realize that it was just his illusion.

But now she suddenly heard Zhao Cheng express his inner insecurity in this way, and used the fact that there was no connection between them to gain sympathy and pity, and she really had no way to refute it, because it was all facts. This kind of insecurity was something that neither Yu Zinyin nor Yu Huai could solve. No, in Zhao Cheng's opinion, Yu Zinyin had a way to solve this problem, but she just didn't want to solve it.

Yu Zinyin stood there blankly, and as Zhao Cheng approached tentatively, her face became hotter and hotter.

He was so pitiful and so good at playing the victim, she couldn't refuse him.

The perceptive man also noticed her softening attitude. He raised his head and approached her to test her successfully. He found that when their lips touched, she just grabbed his clothes and had no intention of pushing him away.

He knew that his goal had been achieved.

The moment she closed her eyes, Zhao Cheng could no longer suppress the emotions he had tried so hard to control. He stroked the back of her neck and pulled her closer to him. Their breathing became heavy as time passed, but he was still reluctant to let go. He was afraid that there would be no chance later, and that she would never give him a chance to get close to her again.

"Zhao Cheng..." Yu Zinyin never dared to open her eyes. After she was almost out of breath, she was finally let go. Then she only felt the gentleness when their lips touched, a tenderness different from the urgency and invasion just now, which made her relieved. After that, when she hid behind, he would catch up with her with grievance. She could only stand there helplessly, occasionally a breeze blew by, and the faint fragrance from his body wrapped around her. When she secretly opened her eyes, she would meet his stubborn gaze, which scared her so much that she closed her eyes tightly again.

Blue-faced men are the root of trouble. Blue-faced men are the root of trouble.

During this time, his breathing gradually fell from his face to the side of his face and neck. When he was about to continue moving down, Yu Ziyin couldn't stand it anymore. She opened her eyes in panic and put her hands on his broad shoulders, trying to push him away, "No, Zhao Cheng!"

After being pushed away, Zhao Cheng could only lean on Yu Ziyin's shoulder and breathe softly. She glanced sideways and saw that his handsome and delicate face was flushed red because of his recent behavior. The beautiful eyes under his eyelashes were lonely and fragile. Yu Ziyin thought that she had done something wrong to him.

"Help me, Ziyin, help me." Zhao Cheng leaned close and kissed her neck.

Yu Ziyin bit her lip and said subconsciously in panic, "Next time, okay?"

After saying this, Yu Zinyin wanted to slap herself.

What do you mean by next time? What next time? Yu Ziyin, are you okay? Wake up! This guy is playing the victim! He's playing tricks on you! He's a green tea!

"Next time?" Zhao Cheng's eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, sparkling even when surrounded by tears. She approached with anticipation and joy. He thought he would be rejected. She really couldn't bear to see him being wronged and pitiful.

In the corridor, the two of them were intimately touching their foreheads.

Yu Ziyin's brows were furrowed, revealing her inner struggle. In the end, she had to admit defeat. Forget it, she really couldn't stand this. Besides, it would be embarrassing to regret it now that she had said it. After thinking it through, her brows relaxed. She said half helplessly, half coaxingly: "Yes...next time. It's not safe here. Li Zeliang's team is still upstairs. And you need to go and rest. You just fought that zombie with my brother for so long. You must have used up a lot of your superpowers, right? Aren't you tired? It was so hard. Go get some sleep first, okay?"