My Mr. Monster

The heavy snow continued, and the whole place was covered in white. According to this trend, it was already a natural disaster. Even if civilization had not been destroyed, this level of snow would be enough to paralyze the entire city.

"No wonder people used to freeze to death here..." Lu Xuan frowned and said, "It would be unreasonable if people didn't die in this kind of climate."

"You'll get used to it." Wu Yang said, seemingly comforting but also helpless.

"Those monsters shouldn't show up for a while." Lu Xuan said, "The snow is already almost twenty centimeters thick. It's really weird. It doesn't look pretty at all."

"Grandma Wang is not feeling well again..." Han Song, who had been silent, suddenly said, "I don't know if she can survive this winter."

Lu Xuan fell silent after hearing this. He did pay attention and even asked Grandma Wang directly if she felt unwell, but the answer he got was not what he wanted.

Grandma Wang said she had lived enough, and she was old. Her only regret was perhaps not being able to see Jiang Jiang grow up, unable to make up for the regret of not being able to witness her grandson grow up. And this regret...maybe even until death will never make up for it.

She said she was not afraid of death, she said she had witnessed too many deaths, and to her it was just a reunion with her family.

After hearing this, Lu Xuan did not ask any more questions, but he still sent some sweet snacks. Winter is very cold, and he didn't want someone who had suffered all her life to suffer so much in this winter that might ruin her.

"Be careful recently. With such heavy snow, the guys around here might really go crazy." Wu Yang reminded.

Han Song nodded. "I have people patrolling around the clock. You don't need to worry about that."

Wu Yang turned to look at Lu Xuan again, thought about it, and finally said nothing.

Lu Xuan raised his eyebrows. "As a member of the group, are you guys so awkward? I spend almost all my time eating and sleeping, and I'm still a young and middle-aged laborer."

"Haha...actually there's nothing you need to do." Han Song said awkwardly, and he couldn't help but look at Wu Yang.

"There is nothing you need to do. Your responsibility is to ensure your own safety. There is no shortage of positions for you right now." Wu Yang took a deep breath and his eyes became sharp, as if he was giving an order.

Lu Xuan looked at Wu Yang's words without answering. He felt that Wu Yang looked down on him a little too much, as if in his eyes he... was a useless person who could do nothing.

This feeling of uselessness made Lu Xuan very disgusted, but... he looked at Wu Yang, still with that expression that said, "You can't do anything unless I allow you to."

Overprotective... Why is he like this? Even as an insider, even he could sense Wu Yang's overprotectiveness, even if it meant being a bit too strong.

Lu Xuan had no intention of looking for trouble. Perhaps his role and value were in the logistics area, which was also crucial.

Food, water, and everything else you need should always be available.

But he really didn't like the feeling of being deliberately protected, as if he was an individual excluded from the group. He was not old, weak, sick, or stupid...

After a moment of hesitation, Lu Xuan looked at Wu Yang with an extremely serious look, "I can patrol. My dynamic vision is very good."

Wu Yang looked into Lu Xuan's eyes. He was originally planning to refuse outright because Lu Xuan couldn't afford to get into trouble, but... what was that look?

If I reject him, will he get angry? Probably not. Lu Xuan is not that stupid, but he will definitely be angry.

"You... follow Han Song. I will be responsible for the outermost area, and you will patrol the inner area." Wu Yang still softened his heart. If he stayed on the outer periphery, the possibility of this guy encountering danger would be reduced.

"Okay!" Lu Xuan was very surprised that Wu Yang actually agreed, and the joy on his face was almost uncontrollable.

"But..." Wu Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan's nerves tensed up, and he looked at Wu Yang in confusion.

"If you really encounter danger, come back immediately. Even if Han Song and the others are in trouble, don't worry about it. It's not your business. You have to go back first."

"I agree with this. Lu Xuan, you have never killed anyone, and you will not kill anyone, so if you encounter danger, just leave quickly." Han Song nodded in agreement. He agreed with this.

"You and I will form a patrol team and I will be responsible for your safety. You are only responsible for patrolling, and we are responsible for killing and expelling those invaders." Han Song said.

Lu Xuan thought about it and nodded: "I know, I will adapt to the situation."

This sentence is very intriguing. It is neither an agreement nor a rejection. An improvisation seems to directly separate oneself from the two choices.

In the following time, Wu Yang was like a lone wolf in the white snow. Before mealtime, he almost wandered around the outskirts of the area patrolled by Han Song and others.

Whenever I looked at him from a distance, Wu Yang's figure always looked very lonely.

"Han Song, has Wu Yang always been like this?" Lu Xuan followed Han Song's footsteps, thought for a moment, and asked.

Han Song didn't change his pace, but he was also a little confused. "What does it look like?"

"She seems very sad..." Lu Xuan didn't know how to describe what he felt. Because he was very sensitive, he liked to empathize with others...

"Sadness..." Han Song muttered as if he was trying hard to recall something, but in the end he shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

Lu Xuan had no choice but to give up on attacking Han Song, and as for Song Li... he chose not to ask. He didn't think Song Li would know these things.

By dark, most people except those who were on night watch had fallen asleep. The bed they made was large and sturdy, with the bottom plate almost entirely supported by solid wood, so the bed would not collapse no matter how much they played.

After a simple wash, Wu Yang went to bed early, while Lu Xuan finished some things before reluctantly returning to their room.

The candlelight flickered, the wind and snow outside subsided a little, and the pair of bright eyes in the house locked onto him the moment he entered.

"What were you doing just now?" Wu Yang asked.

"It's nothing. I went to see Grandma Wang and got her a hot water bottle to keep her warm," said Lu Xuan.

"You're shivering with cold, yet you still care about others." Wu Yang said coldly.

Lu Xuan smiled and said without explaining anything, "Grandma Wang is a very nice person."

"Hurry up and take off your clothes and lie down. I told you not to patrol but you insisted on getting yourself like this." Wu Yang seemed to be complaining, his eyes dim.

Lu Xuan took off his clothes and got into bed. Warmth enveloped him almost instantly. Then Wu Yang's hand wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer. Even warmer was Wu Yang's body temperature, which warmed the entire bed.

"I have a question for you." Lu Xuan blinked and looked at Wu Yang.

Wu Yang lowered his eyebrows, looking confused: "What's the problem?"

Lu Xuan whispered, "Let's chat. I'll tell you some of my little secrets, and you'll tell me some of yours. How about that?"

Wu Yang said speechlessly: "It's very boring."

Lu Xuan reached out and pinched Wu Yang's waist and said, "I'm serious. I want to know... Wu Yang, I want to understand you."

Wu Yang was silent for a moment before whispering, "Then you have to speak first. I never like to tell anyone my secrets... Why are you always like this?"

Lu Xuan's smile was still engraved in Wu Yang's eyes at the last moment when he blew out the candle. Wu Yang couldn't describe what this feeling was, because he felt inexplicably at ease. His heartbeat and his temperature seemed to calm his mood.

Lu Xuan's breath hit his chest, warm.

"I'm going to say it, are you listening? I can't see you."

"I'm here, I'm still watching you."