A cute, timid mushroom mistakenly takes the zombie king for her boyfriend and sticks close to him.

Meng Xiaoyou was a little scared of him like this. Bubbles rolled down her soft white eyes, her slender white fingertips brushed against his shirt cuff, and her voice trembled: "Don't scare me."

One drop, two drops...

Exhausted after a long day, Meng Xiaoyou's superpowers were about to run out. The last few bubbles floated away, leaving behind glistening tears that wet her cheeks and dripped onto her fingers.

Pei Sinian's fingertips trembled, and he suddenly released her.

All the noise receded like the tide, he took a few steps back to create distance, the bloodshot in his eyes faded, and he turned his face away in a disheveled state.

Zombies don't sweat, their facial muscles are stiff, and they certainly don't have human emotions.

Pei Sinian didn't know what was wrong with him; he had only wanted to raise a reserve of grain.

Why would he follow her all day long, struggling with his thoughts of forcing her back while simultaneously trying to see what she was up to?

Why would he exhaust his remaining mental energy to control zombies and save people when she was bullied by humans, thus weakening himself?

And why couldn't I bring myself to kiss her when she came back?

Even though her fangs were itching to bite her, her hands were itching to tear her apart, and her blood was boiling with the urge to become one with her, she still couldn't bring herself to do it.

I don't understand.

Pei Sinian thought that zombies really weren't very bright. He felt a slight pain after controlling just a few zombies. It was time to evolve. Perhaps when he became stronger, he could find the answers to the questions above.

Before that, he reluctantly made do with the human girl.

Everything seemed to have returned to the beginning. Pei Sinian suppressed his zombie instincts and, as usual, dragged the human upstairs, took a new piece of clothing and a band-aid, and threw him into the bathroom with Meng Xiaoyou.

The moment the bathroom door closed, he swayed and grabbed it for support. His glasses concealed the weariness in his eyes. It took him a long time to suppress the irritability and throbbing in his head, and he slowly went downstairs.

Meng Xiaoyou stood awkwardly in the bathroom, clutching her clothes, and stared at her reflection in the mirror with practiced ease...

Hmm, it is indeed very dirty. Could it be that the dirt triggered his OCD?

Recalling the expression on the human male's face just now, Meng Xiaoyou swallowed hard, covered the wound on her finger with a band-aid, and began to take a shower.

Meng Xiaoyou lingered in the bathroom for a long time, unwilling to come out, afraid that she would see the man's terrifying expression as soon as she went out.

She didn't go out until Pei Sinian knocked on the door, reluctantly shrinking her head and sizing him up with her eyes.

The man's face was even paler than before, his features as if sculpted from ice and snow, sharp and angular, indifferent and elusive.

He wore plastic gloves on his long, slender hands and held a small iron basin that emitted a faint smell of blood. Meng Xiaoyou's eyes widened. "What are you going to do? Don't come any closer... You didn't just kill someone, are you going to chop me up too?"

After all, the man's previous behavior really did make it seem like he wanted to devour her.

Mushroom was timid, definitely because she always overthought things, imagining all sorts of random thoughts and easily startled. After seeing the blood in the basin, her brain frantically processed the original owner's memories, searching for various dismemberment cases, and flushed them down the sewer...

hiss!

Meng Xiaoyou covered her mouth and gasped.

Pei Sinian glanced at her strangely, noticing her constantly changing expressions, and thought to himself that humans were truly inexplicable.

He took off one glove, grabbed the panicked Meng Xiaoyou with that hand, and pushed her aside, gesturing for her to move aside and not get in the way.

Then I went into the bathroom to clean up the moisture before starting to wash the meat in the basin.

This is the only place in the entire library with a water source to wash the food. This is frozen meat that we brought back earlier, and it has thawed by tonight. The library doesn't have a refrigerator, and if it's not dealt with in time, it will smell like those unclean zombies tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Pei Sinian glanced at the grain reserve peeking out from the doorway, only to see her head quickly disappear and her gaze withdrawn.

Very good, the reserve grain no longer carries the scent of other zombies.

It smells delicious and makes my mouth water.

He washed the meat dozens of times until it turned white, then, satisfied, carried the basin downstairs, placed it on the table, took out two plates, a knife and fork, and elegantly cut it. After finishing, he pulled Meng Xiaoyou over, sat her down in a chair, and pushed the plates towards her.

Even after washing it countless times, the lingering smell of blood still assaulted her nostrils. Meng Xiaoyou wrinkled her nose and asked, "What are you doing?"

The grain reserve is too inefficient; there's really no way to deal with it.

Helpless, Pei Sinian used a fork to pick up a piece of meat and held it to her mouth.

Meng Xiaoyou: "Ugh~"

Pei Sinian: "...?"

He sniffed it uncertainly; it smelled wonderful.

He reached out and handed it over again.

"Ugh~" After repeating this several times, Meng Xiaoyou's face turned green. She lay on the table, dry heaving, and crystal tears streamed down her face. She cried out loudly.

"You've gone too far, why do you have to torture me like this?"

What's wrong with feeding her?

A hint of doubt flashed in Pei Sinian's eyes. Seeing her resistant expression, he finally decided to have a proper conversation with her.

He put down his cutlery, dipped his fingertips in water, and wrote a word on the wooden table.

Pei Sinian had no memory of his past, so he wrote haltingly and crookedly, but he remained calm and elegant, as if he were writing a contract worth hundreds of billions.

Meng Xiaoyou looked closely.

【eat】

She suddenly realized, "You made this for me?"

Pei Sinian nodded.

"But this isn't ripe!"

The man lifted his eyelids slightly, as if asking: Should I cook it?

"Of course! How can you eat something that's not cooked?" Meng Xiaoyou looked incredulous. She couldn't believe that this seemingly composed human male knew something about mushrooms that he didn't.

Pei Sinian fell silent again.

But that's how zombies eat, how would he know?

But as a mature zombie, he couldn't possibly act too naively when it came to food supplies.

Mr. Zombie calmly began looking for a pot, only to discover that there wasn't a single pot in the vast library!

He lowered his eyes in deep thought, beginning to consider the feasibility of controlling the zombies to deliver the pot.

However, he has exhausted too much mental energy today, and if he continues to control the zombies, he may not be able to hold on.

Meng Xiaoyou waited for a long time and saw him standing on the second floor in a daze. After thinking about it, she understood the reason. It would be strange if there was a pot here.

She muttered to herself, pulled a small electric cooker from her spatial storage, and beckoned to the man, "Come here, let's eat meat!"

At this time, you can't miss the mini hot pot from the supermarket and cook it together.

After a busy night, Meng Xiaoyou finally had a full meal. She happily rubbed her stomach, thinking that human food was actually quite delicious.

Moreover, all these ingredients and tools were brought back from her hunting trips.

She's really amazing now!

Once the timid mushroom was full, she started daydreaming. If only someone could praise her now.

She stole a glance at the man opposite her.

From the moment she started eating, the man rested his chin on one hand, his eyelids slightly lowered, motionless, seemingly lost in thought.

He wouldn't eat a single bite, his lips pressed tightly together, sitting there like a human puppet.

Did he finally realize his mistake and try to apologize to her, promising never to hit her on the head again?

And you should pat her head and praise her for being amazing?

She had originally planned to leave tomorrow morning, but if he praised her, she might stay for a few more days.

The little mushroom's wish is so easily fulfilled.

After a hearty meal, Meng Xiaoyou's inner mushroom umbrella began to flutter again. "Ahem... Human? Is there anything you want to say?"

The "person" remained silent.

Hey?

Meng Xiaoyou blinked. "I found the pot, I snatched the meat, don't you really have anything to say? I'm not a burden..."

He remained silent.

After the meal, Meng Xiaoyou had long forgotten the shadow the man had cast on her before. When she saw that he was ignoring her, she couldn't help but shake his arm. Unexpectedly, he leaned over and fell headfirst onto her shoulder.

Stray hair fell across his forehead, his eyes behind his glasses were closed, and thick eyelashes hung on his eyelids, casting a shadow. He looked as if he were asleep, his pale face like an ice lotus about to melt, ready to wither at any moment.

Meng Xiaoyou's heart pounded, and she frantically hugged his shoulders, pressing his forehead against her neck.

"What's wrong with you? You were fine just now."

How can you just fall asleep like that?

Meng Xiaoyou panicked and tried to help him up, but her hand inadvertently landed on his chest. She paused, unsure whether to press again.

The man usually looks thin, but when you touch him, you can feel his smooth muscle lines. His muscles are hard, not elastic, and cold.

What Meng Xiaoyou cared about even more was why humans don't have a heartbeat.