Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Cheng Jingyi's dark eyes followed the direction of Shen Yisui's finger. He looked down at Shen Yisui's finger, and the blood on the pale fingertip was unusually conspicuous.

Cheng Jingyi unconsciously recalled some distant memories. He silently looked at Shen Yisui's gray pupils, trying to glean some clues from his actions.

Shen Yisui's eyes remained open without blinking. Unlike when he was a child, he did not exhibit any unusual behavior. He gently stroked Cheng Jingyi's chest with his palm, being careful and cautious, though he was blind.

"Don't stare at me, it'll make me nervous." Shen Yisui injected anesthetic into Cheng Jingyi's wound, wiped away the blood and dirt with a cotton swab, and cut off all the rotten flesh around the wound and threw it into the trash can.

Cheng Jingyi scoffed, her gaze unwavering: "How did you know I was looking at you? Can you see me?"

“I can’t see, but I can feel,” Shen Yisui said, turning Cheng Jingyi’s head to the other side. “Don’t move.”

The scalpel had already cut open the gun muzzle, and blood was flowing down his skin. Cheng Jingyi, whose chest was numb due to the anesthesia, felt the fluid flowing through his body and suddenly said, "You didn't need to use anesthesia on me. I'm a zombie, I don't look like..."

"Okay, no need next time."

Cheng Jingyi choked on his words, gritted his teeth, and said resentfully, "Who will do that to you next time?"

Shen Yisui stopped what he was doing, frowned, and raised his chin slightly, quite puzzled by the meaning behind Cheng Jingyi's words.

Shen Yisui had already removed the bullet. He used a cotton swab to wipe away the blood around the wound and lightly touched it with his fingertip.

The anesthetic had worn off, and Cheng Jingyi felt pain at the muzzle. She said to Shen Yisui, "It's been removed. No need for stitches. My body can heal itself."

“There’s still some residual poison inside.” Shen Yi put the tweezers aside, bent down in front of Cheng Jingyi, and said, “It’s not over yet.”

Cheng Jingyi didn't care at all: "Don't worry about those poisons, they can't hurt me."

"That's not necessarily true." Shen Yisui's fingertips hadn't yet left his grasp when he said calmly, "When you were shot, didn't you know there was corrosive venom inside?"

Cheng Jingyi: "..."

"What do you want to say?"

Shen Yisui didn't say anything more. He stood in front of Cheng Jingyi and reached out to pull over a chair next to him: "I said, I can get it."

“Shen Yisui, you…” Cheng Jingyi only felt a shadow fall in front of him. His fingertips curled up, and as the wound throbbed with a dull pain, it was slowly covered with a layer of dampness and an unusual sensation.

Cheng Jingyi lowered his eyes and looked at the figure on his chest. His facial features tightened, and after a moment, he turned his face away with a gloomy look.

"...Are you done yet?"

As the dampness on his chest subsided, Shen Yi turned his head and spat the blood from his mouth to the side. Without saying a word, he wiped his mouth with a tissue and then covered it again.

Cheng Jingyi groaned for some reason, the veins on his arms bulged, and he twisted the sheets on the bed into a wrinkled and deformed shape with his hands.

"Okay, it's okay."

It was only a dozen seconds, but it felt like an eternity. Cheng Jingyi's palms were sweaty, and he only pulled his shirt up abruptly when he heard Shen Yisui's voice.

A slight pain still lingered at the wound. Cheng Jingyi's expression was uncertain as she looked at Shen Yisui and asked, "Who gave you permission to lick it?"

"..." Shen Yisui showed no discomfort. His lips were slightly red as he said, "If I don't lick, how can I suck?"

Cheng Jingyi scoffed. He stared at Shen Yisui for a moment, then used his fingertip to wipe away the remaining bloodstains on his lips.

"I'm going out for a walk today." Shen Yisui looked up, his eyes wide open, his pupils still dim. "I gave you some drugs."

"Are you trying to make an equal exchange with me?" Cheng Jingyi glanced at him.

"Think what you want." Shen Yisui sat down next to Cheng Jingyi, crumpling a tissue as he repeated, "I'm going out for a walk."

Cheng Jingyi looked at him silently. The pain in his chest had subsided. At the same time, the cup of hot water on the bedside table had quietly cooled down and lost its original temperature.

Instead of taking this opportunity to attack Cheng Jingyi, Shen Yisui unusually treated him. This was quite unexpected for Cheng Jingyi.

“Okay.” Cheng Jingyi smiled and took Shen Yisui’s hand, saying, “But you can’t see, so I’ll stay with you.”

Shen Yisui's fingers twitched unnaturally a couple of times. He lifted his eyelids and then lowered them again, finally letting out a soft "hmm".

From then on, a certain rule was established. If Shen Yisui behaved well at certain times, Cheng Jingyi would let him go out for a stroll. During this time, Cheng Jingyi would accompany him, ostensibly to keep him company, but in reality to monitor him.

Shen Yisui didn't mind. He would usually only go out for a minute or two before obediently returning to his room.

However, in the final period, Shen Yisui's condition was visibly extremely poor.

His desire to escape the zombie stronghold grew stronger, even showing on his face at times. The coldness in their conversation was clearly audible, and Cheng Jingyi could clearly sense Shen Yisui's alienation and hatred towards him.

Although that was how their relationship started.

But even after the estrangement between them gradually dissipated, the newly erected high walls still frustrated Cheng Jingyi. Hidden beneath those walls were even more inexplicable feelings of helplessness and uncontrollable tension.

Shen Yisui is not someone Cheng Jingyi can easily control. He is cunning and ruthless, and everything that has happened between him and Cheng Jingyi so far has been nothing more than a game of strategy.

And now... Shen Yisui suddenly withdrew from the game early, not wanting to continue with him.

He wanted to leave the zombie base and return to the human headquarters. He also wanted to leave Cheng Jingyi behind and never see her again.

What about all those hugs and kisses? What about all their entanglements at night, their breaths and caresses, their healing and trauma...?

The answer was already known.

Cheng Jingyi knew perfectly well that all of this was just a trick Shen Yisui used to help him escape the zombie stronghold.

He was, after all, a living person, not a zombie.

Who would want to share a bed with a zombie? Cheng Jingyi might get up in the middle of the night and gnaw Shen Yisui down to the bone.

Cheng Jingyi's face showed a hint of sarcasm. The image of Shen Yisui's corpse hanging on the icicle flashed before his eyes again. His face was pale, blood was flowing, and his gray eyes stared straight at Cheng Jingyi, showing a helpless expression.

He was so eager to escape, so cunning, yet he died less than ten minutes after leaving.

Just stupid.

For some reason, Cheng Jingyi felt a splitting headache. He reached out and pulled Shen Yisui, who was sleeping on the inside, over and pressed his palm against the middle of Shen's forehead.

The skin there was smooth and without any flaws. Cheng Jingyi then stroked downwards, and with little effort, she touched the hollow of Shen Yisui's chest hidden beneath his clothes.

Those images are not fake; they are all real.

Cheng Jingyi smelled the blood on Shen Yisui. He withdrew his hand and heard Shen Yisui suddenly let out a muffled groan.

"pain……"

Cheng Jingyi remained unmoved. He had knocked Shen Yisui unconscious not long ago, but he didn't expect him to wake up so quickly.

"Just bear with the pain, I'm out of crystal cores too." Cheng Jingyi hugged him, and he pulled down his clothes to cover his ruptured chest.

Shen Yisui frowned, pressing his forehead tightly against Cheng Jingyi's chest, his eyes slightly moistening again: "...Okay."

Cheng Jingyi felt a jolt in his heart. He snorted coldly and ignored Shen Yisui: "You're just pretending."

Shen Yisui remained silent, his breathing heavy, as he pressed his cheek against the skin above Cheng Jingyi's chest. Unlike the coolness of his face, Cheng Jingyi's body temperature was always a few degrees higher than his.

Seeing that Shen Yi had fallen asleep again, Cheng Jingyi also looked away. After resting with his eyes closed for a few minutes, Cheng Jingyi decisively got out of bed.

He picked up the plastic bag he had thrown down earlier, covered his head with it, turned around, and closed and locked the door. The sound of the key turning filled the air, followed by the click of the lock, and then the footsteps outside gradually faded away.

"Poor student, get up." The cowardly student floated down from the sky.

Shen Yisui remained in the same position, his eyes slightly closed, as if he were still drowsy and had not yet woken up.

"Get up!" Gu Qie looked at the values ​​on his data panel, which showed that Shen Yisui's mental state was in a good range and he could study.

The force of the attack suddenly increased, slamming downwards. As if sensing this, Shen Yisui immediately rolled over and sat up on the bed.

"I just fainted." Shen Yi rubbed his temple. "Excuse me, what did you just say?"

To live a life of ignominy: "?"

"You're just pretending! I know you're awake!" the man said irritably. "Get up and study!"

Shen Yi sighed, "Little Gou Gou, I don't have time or energy right now. Let me rest for a while."

"Do you know how dangerous it is outside?! The tag on my body has turned bright red because it detected dangerous substances!"

Shen Yisui asked with some doubt, "You mean... another system?"