Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

Having succeeded in his scheme, Shen Zechuan watched Zhou Yang's retreating figure, smiled, then wrapped himself in his blanket, grabbed his thick coat, and went to Zhou Yang's room.

As soon as he entered, feeling the warmth emanating from the young man and his own scent, Shen Zechuan's smile widened even further.

He took off the blanket from himself and placed it on one side of the young man's bed, then bent down, picked up the blanket that belonged to the young man, and took a deep breath.

After a while, once he had calmed himself down, he stood up, put on his thick coat, turned around, and went out, his eyes still filled with a determined air.

It wasn't until she walked outside the kitchen and saw the young man intently preparing cold medicine for her that her gaze softened.

"Hey, it's freshly brewed, be careful it's hot. Don't drink it yet, let me make some simple breakfast first, eat something to fill your stomach before taking your medicine."

When Zhou Yang saw Shen Zechuan come back dressed, she handed him the cold medicine she had just prepared, telling him to drink it later, before starting the fire to make breakfast for the two of them.

Time was tight, so he made the simplest thing: hot milk and fried eggs, plus a small pot of wontons.

"Well, thank you."

Holding the scalding hot cup, Shen Zechuan didn't feel the heat on his hands at all; instead, he felt a warmth that went straight to his heart.

Within minutes, Zhou Yang turned off the stove and brought a pot of wontons directly to the dining table.

Seeing this, Shen Zechuan put the cold medicine aside and got him some fried eggs and milk. He had just sat down when Zhou Yang urged him to eat breakfast.

Shen Zechuan didn't feel uncomfortable being controlled at all. Instead, under the young man's watchful eye, he obediently ate his breakfast before drinking his cold medicine in one gulp.

After watching Shen Zechuan finish his medicine, Zhou Yang quickly finished his breakfast.

Just as she was about to clear away the dishes, Shen Zechuan took them away first.

Zhou Yang was happy to not have to wash the dishes and went straight to the living room to look at the vegetables in the planting box.

The largest heater in the living room is on almost all day, keeping the room temperature around minus ten degrees Celsius.

However, since these vegetables were previously grown in the living room next door and never saw the sun, they didn't grow very well, but compared to those from the planting base, they were still quite good.

Zhou Yang noticed that the vegetables had grown to about the right size, and figured that's about it. So he took a basket and scissors and harvested them.

Afterwards, the soil was turned over and fertilized again, and more cold-resistant coriander, spinach, and cabbage were planted. Then, the soil was watered again with spring water diluted from the space.

To ensure they could germinate successfully, Zhou Yang added a row of heat lamps, which could raise the temperature locally by about 10 degrees Celsius.

However, now that there is a Shen Zechuan in the family, Zhou Yang basically dictates these things, while Shen Zechuan actually carries them out.

If you don't have to say anything and just talk about it without actually doing anything, then living together is indeed quite comfortable.

The two of them worked all day, harvesting all the ripe vegetables in their house, and then replanting them with vegetables that were more resistant to cold.

Zhou Yang collected several baskets of scattered items, all of which were stored in his spatial storage.

Afterwards, I took a few pieces of tofu from my space, put them in a basket lined with gauze, and put them outdoors to freeze, making them into frozen tofu. I can use them to make soup or hot pot next time.

In the morning and at noon, because they were busy, they ate simple meals.

Zhou Yang didn't skimp on dinner that night, since he needed to build up his energy reserves for the winter and couldn't afford to eat anything too bad.

I had hot pot last night, so I'll just cook regular meals today.

With Shen Zechuan helping with washing rice and cooking, Zhou Yang went straight to cooking.

On such a cold day, a pot of hot and spicy boiled pork slices is perfect for warming up and dispelling dampness. Add a pot of mutated chicken giblet soup, a plate of stir-fried vegetables with pork cracklings, and a pot of Thousand Island Lake fish head stew, and you have three dishes and a soup—perfect!

"If I keep eating with you every day, I feel like the supplies I have here won't even cover the rent and food costs. Maybe I should just sell myself to you too."

Shen Zechuan looked at the three dishes and one soup in front of him, enough to drive everyone outside crazy, and unconsciously swallowed. He jokingly said that he would sell himself to Zhou Yang, and then secretly observed Zhou Yang's reaction.

"Without you, I'd only be making one less dish, it wouldn't make much difference. Besides, what would I need you for? I'll set aside some of the dish later, you can take it to Yan Fei and the others."

Zhou Yang rolled her eyes at Shen Zechuan, then turned around and got a clean empty bowl. She put a portion of each dish into the bowl and handed it to Shen Zechuan.

"it is good."

Shen Zechuan nodded, took the bowl of food, got up and walked towards the opposite door. The moment he turned his back, his eyes darkened.

Tsk, she doesn't seem interested in him at all. Looks like I'll have to keep trying. Maybe I should find an opportunity to seduce her?

After a few steps, I arrived at the opposite door and knocked twice. The door opened, and it was Xu Zhiyi who opened it.

"Oh, you've finally decided to come back? How did things go today?"

"We're moving in together starting today!" Shen Zechuan shoved the bowl in his hand into Xu Zhiyi's arms, a smug smile playing on his lips.

"Living under the same roof can be called cohabitation? Did you even pass your Chinese exam? Wait until you actually get her before you start showing off." Xu Zhiyi rolled his eyes at him, then looked down at the food in his bowl and his eyes widened. "Damn, you're basically living off a woman, aren't you?"

"So what if you're a kept man? If you're so capable, go find someone to live off."

Shen Zechuan glared at him and went back to Zhou Yang's house.

Xu Zhiyi looked at his cousin's arrogant back, shook his head, and turned to go back into the house.

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That evening, after washing up, Zhou Yang went to bed. However, this time, instead of Wandou, Shen Zechuan was also snuggled up in his own blankets.

It was the first time Zhou Yang had slept next to someone, and he was a little unaccustomed to it. In addition, without Wandou to warm the bed for him, he couldn't even warm his hands and feet, so he had to call Da Huang's family over to warm his hands and feet.

"Um, my hands and feet are a little cold. I'll ask Big Yellow and the others to warm them up for me, otherwise I won't be able to sleep. Don't worry, I won't let them crawl over to your side."

Fearing that Shen Zechuan would find his behavior strange, Zhou Yang explained.

"Well, it's okay."

Shen Zechuan smiled, showing no sign of disgust, and even stuffed the rechargeable handbag he was holding next to Zhou Yang's feet.

"Huh? Isn't this your hand warmer? It's not appropriate for me to use it to warm my feet."

Zhou Yang looked at the hot water bottle that was suddenly handed to her and wanted to return it to Shen Zechuan, but Shen Zechuan stopped her.

"It's very warm in your room, I'm not cold. You can touch it if you don't believe me, my hands are warm."

Shen Zechuan leaned over and grasped Zhou Yang's left hand, then smiled sweetly at her.

At this moment, the distance between the two is less than 20 centimeters.

Being bombarded with such beauty at such close range for the first time, Zhou Yang was stunned. Before he could react, he felt his left hand being held, the warm touch striking his heart and making his heartbeat quicken.

When he came to his senses and looked down, he saw that the back of his hand was covered by Shen Zechuan's hand. He suddenly felt a little hot behind his ears and unconsciously reached out to touch them.

Cough cough, it seems pretty warm, but why is my heart beating a little faster?

Zhou Yang looked at Shen Zechuan's face again with some confusion, and then suddenly understood.

Wow, it must be because this face is too handsome. I don't usually get to see such a handsome guy, and this is the first time I've seen him up close. I can't help but get excited. After all, everyone likes beautiful things.

With this explanation, Zhou Yang immediately calmed down and smiled at Shen Zechuan.

"Then I won't be polite, thanks!"

The room temperature was above zero. Although it took longer to heat up without peas, it didn't take long for the blankets to warm up. After feeling sleepy, Zhou Yang turned his back to Shen Zechuan, held Xiao Huang in his arms, and snuggled into the warm blankets before falling asleep.

After confirming that Zhou Yang was fast asleep, Shen Zechuan suddenly opened his eyes, then slowly moved over, lifted his own blanket and half-draped it over Zhou Yang's blanket. While circulating the energy in his body to make himself feel warm, he quietly lifted Zhou Yang's blanket, touched the curled-up young man, and carefully moved him towards himself little by little.

When they were halfway there, perhaps sensing that his side was warmer, Zhou Yang instinctively moved closer to the heat source, rolled over and snuggled into his arms, falling into a deeper sleep with her head on his chest.

In the darkness, Shen Zechuan raised an eyebrow, tucked the blanket behind the young man in, then embraced him and fell asleep contentedly.

As for the little yellow dog in the young man's arms, he had already thrown it out.