Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

The wound on his palm had long since become a scar, forming an old, raised bump that felt rough and uneven to the touch in Shen Yisui's hand.

“…Zombie No. 0815?” Some images flashed through Shen Yi’s mind in a flash. He paused for a moment, then decisively shut his mouth and said nothing.

Cheng Jingyi was still waiting for him to burst into tears, but he glanced coldly at Shen Yisui and asked, "Heh... pretending to be dead and not remembering?"

Shen Yisui: "..."

He swallowed hard. "I remember."

"You stabbed me with this very hand back then, and I still remember it to this day." Cheng Jingyi grasped Shen Yisui's right hand, squeezing the fragile knuckles, and said in an ambiguous tone.

"I don't care if you're Shen Yisui or Shen Cheng. I put you in the zombie stronghold in the first place so that I could torture you to death."

"Weren't you crying every day back then? I know you were faking it. You were afraid of being hit and bitten, so you were even faking it in bed..."

Shen Yi felt a burning sensation on the side of his ear for no apparent reason. He lowered his head and said, "...Don't say anything more."

"What, are you ashamed?" Cheng Jingyi's eyes darkened slightly. He grabbed Shen Yisui's chin and threatened, "I'll remember this debt with you for the rest of my life. You'd better kneel down and listen to me from now on."

Shen Yisui: "..."

He tugged at Cheng Jingyi's collar and said, "I can atone for my sins."

Cheng Jingyi glanced at him: "For example?"

Shen Yi released his grip, and Cheng Jingyi felt the pressure on her collar loosen, followed by a sudden warm sensation covering the area where the scar was.

It was soft and scalding hot, almost burning the skin there.

Cheng Jingyi squinted comfortably. The old scar had been there for years and was originally painless, but now that it was being gently licked, it caused a hidden pain and itching.

"Shen Yisui, that's enough..."

Cheng Jingyi's tone remained relatively calm, but a few seconds later, he let out another muffled groan. His fingertips curled, and he instinctively tried to back away.

Shen Yi pressed down on his spine, and with a little force, he quickly pressed Cheng Jingyi's half-reclining body back up.

“Shen Yisui…” Cheng Jingyi lowered his head, his breathing heavy. He clearly sensed that Shen Yisui’s atoning kiss had shifted to another spot with ill intent.

Shen Yisui only scratched the surface. After stopping, he pressed his forehead against Cheng Jingyi's chest and said innocently, "I'm sorry, this is your apology gift."

Cheng Jingyi felt a burning, swollen sensation in his chest, accompanied by a sharp pain. Seeing this, he made no attempt to put on his clothes or restrain himself, instead pressing himself against Shen Yisui once more.

"Shen Yisui, my apology gift, your prize?" Cheng Jingyi's jaw muscles twitched, and he said rather displeasedly, "You're not allowed to touch it."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yisui withdrew his finger at the opportune moment and said, "It's swollen."

Cheng Jingyi: "..."

He quickly put on his coat and buttoned it all up neatly.

Shen Yi listened to the rustling sounds inside the cave and lowered his head to wipe the moisture off his hands.

He showed no intention of going any further; the body was still in a half-dead state, and it was unlikely he would have the chance to continue.

What a pity.

Cheng Jingyi got dressed in no time. He was still a little hot, but the cool air around him helped to gradually dissipate the heat over the course of about ten minutes.

Shen Yisui leaned against the corner of the wall, listening to the sounds in front of him, and said, "Actually, I can help you."

Cheng Jingyi had absolutely no trust in him: "Help me with what?"

“I can feel it.” Shen Yisui cracked his knuckles. “Your lower part…”

"Shen Yisui—" Cheng Jingyi immediately interrupted Shen Yisui, his expression unfriendly, and used his aura to force Shen Yisui to swallow his words.

Shen Yisui wisely stopped. His eyes were open, and one hand was placed above his bent knee.

Cheng Jingyi snorted coldly, squeezed next to Shen Yisui, and buried his head in the crook of his neck.

"...Are you serious?"

Less than three minutes later, Cheng Jingyi's voice rang in Shen Yisui's ear again.

Shen Yisui seemed to have expected this. He smiled and said, "Of course, it's all to apologize to you."

"..."

Darkness and silence reigned within the cave. The figures inside were concealed, their forms and even their outlines hidden from view.

After about ten seconds, the sound of a zipper coming from inside was heard.

*

Cheng Jingyi felt tired after the event.

The days of fleeing had kept him on edge, and only after this release did he finally feel a sense of relaxation and pleasure.

Shen Yi wiped his palms clean, turned his head and said, "I'll keep watch tonight, you go to sleep first."

Cheng Jingyi licked his lips, leaned against the rock with his eyes half-closed, and hummed in response, "Don't run around."

"I'll stay here with you and not go out." Shen Yisui said helplessly, "If you're worried, you can sleep next to me."

Cheng Jingyi didn't choose that option. Upon hearing this, he turned over and pressed his head against Shen Yisui's thigh.

Shen Yisui felt no discomfort. He lowered his eyes to sense Cheng Jingyi's presence and heard his breathing gradually calming down.

They've finally settled down.

Shen Yi sighed, his fingers tracing through Jingyi's thick but now much tangled black hair, his thoughts drifting away for a moment.

He once... almost killed Cheng Jingyi.

A carefully laid trap, weapons prepared in advance, the person he pushed off the high-rise building... a scapegoat he had chosen.

It actually fell on Cheng Jingyi's head.

Shen Yisui frowned. He wanted to touch Cheng Jingyi's wound again through the layer of clothing, but he was dressed tightly and his chest was covered, so Shen Yisui did not have another chance.

No wonder Cheng Jingyi wanted to skin him alive when they first met at headquarters. It turns out that the so-called compliment was actually Cheng Jingyi's sarcastic remark.

Shen Yisui was speechless. He unconsciously touched Cheng Jingyi's earlobe. Seemingly feeling uncomfortable, Cheng Jingyi moved her body and then buried her face even deeper into Shen Yisui's abdomen.

Seeing this, Shen Yisui withdrew his hand. His blind eyes lowered, silently watching the darkness and patterns he could perceive.

He had regretted helping Shen Yisui, but now he felt a little comforted.

If none of that had happened, he would not have met Shen Yu, nor would he have had any connection with Cheng Jingyi.

The zombie king will go to a faraway place, and Shen Yisui will embark on a completely different path. Without these troubles, there will be no "them" either.

Things may have been bad before. But everything is moving in a positive direction now, and as for the future... it will be even better.

Shen Yi lowered his head and gently kissed Cheng Jingyi's earlobe.

*

I woke up the next day when it was almost noon.

Shen Yisui was in a daze and didn't know when he had fallen asleep, but when he woke up, Cheng Jingyi had already dug up a bunch of crystal cores from outside.

"..." Shen Yisui had a bit of a headache. "When did you wake up?"

Cheng Jingyi crushed the crystal core and said casually, "Six o'clock."

"what time is it now?"

Cheng Jingyi estimated for a moment and said, "Twelve o'clock."

Shen Yisui: "..."

He stood up and said, "Keep those crystal cores. I don't need them right now. The most important thing is for you to heal your injuries first."

Cheng Jingyi didn't say much. Seeing that Shen Yisui's recovery was going quite well, he asked, "When are we leaving?"