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

Meng Xiaoyou's mind was filled with the scene she had just witnessed. She looked up at Pei Sinian's tightly closed collar, then at his shoulders and waist...

Looking him up and down, I just couldn't understand why he was so strong when he took his clothes off, but so delicate and frail when he wore them.

Is it magic?

She stared intently until the man squeezed her fingers, bringing Meng Xiaoyou back to her senses. Remembering the whispered words she had just heard, she panicked again.

She quickly complained: "The zombies outside said they're going to lock us both up!"

Pei Sinian: "...?"

Although he was a zombie, he wasn't stupid; he considered himself a little smarter than the little brain of the food supply guy.

If zombies could talk, he wouldn't be stuck here all day trying to communicate with the food reserves across species barriers, acting like a mute zombie.

Seeing that the man's expression remained unchanged and he seemed unconvinced, Meng Xiaoyou became anxious and grabbed his hand, shaking it.

"It's true, I heard it with my own ears. The zombies said they were going to lock me up and use us as food reserves."

Pei Sinian's expression was subtle.

The two had difficulty communicating, so Meng Xiaoyou had no choice but to go downstairs to get him a pen and paper.

The clean-loving zombie took advantage of this time to go to the bathroom and wash his clothes in a basin.

Wash away the drool stains left by someone sleeping on the surface.

Not long after he finished washing, Meng Xiaoyou brought back paper and pen, and asked him to write down any questions he had.

Pei Sinian wiped his hands clean and wrote on it:

How can you understand what zombies are saying?

“I told you, I can hear what zombies are thinking.” Meng Xiaoyou immediately gave her a “you’re so stupid” look.

Pei Sinian paused, his pen poised.

Meng Xiaoyou did tell him, but he was a zombie, and she never heard his thoughts. Pei Sinian just thought she was joking.

Can you really hear the zombies' thoughts?

Pei Sinian lowered his eyes, his knuckles whitening from gripping the pen so tightly.

Meng Xiaoyou asked, somewhat puzzled, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?"

She rubbed her arms and muttered to herself:

“It’s not as hot as it used to be, so wear more clothes and don’t catch a cold. I don’t think this place is suitable for staying for long. Who knows when the zombies will break through the glass and rush in? Then we’ll be trapped like mushrooms in a barrel. Let’s find a way to leave as soon as possible and live somewhere else.”

"Oh right, see if there's anything you want to take with you. I can put it in my spatial storage. I'll also go to my room to pack up and slip away when I find a chance."

Fearing that zombies would break through the window, she went next door, babbling on and on, and didn't notice the man's unusually strange expression.

He stood frozen in place, staring in the direction she had left. His heart had stopped beating, yet his mind was in turmoil.

Judging from her appearance, she probably didn't know he was a zombie, let alone his thoughts, otherwise she wouldn't be so close to him.

Even if we can't hear it now, what about in the future?

The thought of the little girl sneaking into his room every night and pressing her head against his heart made Pei Sinian's eyes darken.

Before he could think any further, he suddenly heard sobbing coming from next door.

what happened?

Without his control, would the zombies act on their own?

Pei Sinian frowned and, with his stiff zombie body, rushed into the next room at top speed.

Meng Xiaoyou, who was perfectly fine just moments ago, is now squatting by the bed, hugging a flowerpot and shedding tears.

Purple bubbles floated around, some crashing into flowerpots and shattering, others darting about in the air. A large string of them landed right on Pei Sinian and popped with a "pop" on his cheek.

Seeing him approach, Meng Xiaoyou touched the flowerpot, her eyes wet and red, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

“The mushrooms split open… I didn’t take good care of them.” Her voice choked, thick with nasal tone, and muffled.

Pei Sinian closed the door, walked to her side, picked the little girl up and made her stand up, then picked up the flowerpot in her hand to examine it.

Sure enough, the little white mushrooms that were fine yesterday are now looking like they've been hit by frost. They're yellowish, wilted, and have cracks in their caps. If you shake them even slightly, the cracks will get bigger and bigger.

……

Mushrooms are naturally soft and fragile, and they break easily when picked. They can be cultivated, but they have high environmental requirements, needing a humid and warm environment.

The room was sunny, and the soil was haphazardly dug by Pei Sinian, making it unsuitable for mushroom growth.

Pei Sinian had never grown mushrooms before, so he was in a very difficult situation.

But seeing the teary-eyed expression on the faces of those in the grain reserves, Pei Sinian realized for the first time what pressure was.

It was as if not meeting her expectations would be an unforgivable sin.

"Is there still hope?" Meng Xiaoyou cautiously pressed herself against him, sniffing. "It's my fault for not being able to save them."

Pei Sinian's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously looked at her. From his angle, looking down at her, he could see her drooping eyelashes, wet and glistening. The way she looked at the mushroom seemed to be looking at their child...

This is so weird.

He touched the flowerpot with his fingertips, then pointed to himself, indicating that it was fine and he would take care of it.

Meng Xiaoyou nodded.

Great.

Aside from being a bit weak, humans have no other flaws and are even capable of everything in life; they can cook, forage for food, and even take care of mushrooms.

nice guy!

Meng Xiaoyou was deeply moved. She painstakingly put the clothes he had prepared for her into her spatial storage, and found a bag in the corner.

This bag was from when Pei Sinian went out for food, and since Meng Xiaoyou ran away from home, he just left it in Meng Xiaoyou's room.

Meng Xiaoyou didn't pay much attention to it later, but she only noticed it now.

Meng Xiaoyou opened it out of curiosity to take a look.

Inside the delicate, milky-white plastic bag, there was a set of boxes and some bottles and jars neatly arranged.

"what is this?"

Pei Sinian was studying the mushrooms. He glanced at them briefly, then gestured with his chin, indicating that she should study them carefully and not disturb him.

"Okay."

Meng Xiaoyou tried hard to decipher the words on it, and combined with the original owner's memories, it seemed to be an expensive skincare product?

Oh, it's for wiping the face, keeping the mushrooms moist. She knows what she's doing.

Besides these, there were also some other odds and ends, even eye drops.

Her eyes were dry from crying, so she opened the small box, took the bag, walked up to Pei Sinian, and handed him the eye drops.

"Please give me a drip."

After spending a lot of time together, Mushroom no longer considered herself an outsider. Not only was she unafraid of Mr. Zombie's stern face, she even dared to order him around.

Pei Sinian thought that this grain reserve was incredibly audacious!

Just as he was about to let her do it herself, he turned his head and found that she was already sitting up, looking up at him with her big, bright eyes, the corners of her eyes red and wet, and she was urging him, "Hurry up, I still need to pack my things and then figure out a way to run away."

Pei Sinian: "..."

He suddenly felt an itch to use his hands.