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Liu You'er instinctively prepared to step back a few paces to maintain a safe distance, but she found herself unable to move as Chuze's hand on her waist was as solid as a rock. (Cough, cough~ I don't know why it feels strange here; just to clarify, it's his hand.) Although Teleportation could help her leave, she felt a bit... reluctant to part with that warmth.
"What are you... laughing at?"
Chuze looked at Liu You'er, whose face was slightly flushed, and his heart softened.
"Did you mishear me?"
Liu You'er met Chuze's probing gaze, a hint of a smile lingering at the corners of her mouth. Her eyes flickered for a moment before she pretended to be justified and said, "Yeah!"
The probing in Chuze's eyes turned into a smile as he gently released the grip on Liu You'er, saying lightly, "Alright, you can pick out all the green ones."
"…"
On the experimental table, there were dozens of bottles of various sizes filled with liquids and solids that could only be described in four words—colorful.
Unfortunately, in Liu You'er's eyes, the colors of these things were reduced to red, light pink, and shades of black and gray; even the entire world seemed black and white.
Sigh! Give up, give up~
Liu You'er cast a resentful glance at Chuze and lowered her head, no longer speaking, resembling a student who had made a mistake.
"Not going to tell me? Afraid of causing me trouble?"
Liu You'er frowned but remained silent, merely shaking her head gently.
"Only you would think of yourself as a burden."
Chuze gently lifted Liu You'er's face and said, "Don't worry, rely on me, okay?"
Why did you send Nanye to my side? Can I think of it as your way of protecting me?
Liu You'er looked into Chuze's deep black eyes and silently asked herself, but the glimmer of expectation in his gaze made her swallow her words.
In the end, let's believe one more time.
"Okay~"
Five minutes later.
"I feel like my eyeballs are going to explode!"
Chuze watched Liu You'er, who was furrowing her brows and biting her lip so hard that she was tearing the bed sheets. He opened his mouth to get closer but hesitated, fearing it would make her uncomfortable. He could only anxiously adjust his glasses.
"In order to let the medicine penetrate your eyeballs, I had to add healing Core powder inside. Just bear with it; it will be over in another 25 minutes."
Hearing Chuze's somewhat flustered voice made Liu You'er want to laugh, but she really didn't have the strength to show any expression; the pain had made her stiff.
Afterward, she heard Chuze leave and thought he couldn't bear to see her like this, so he went out. She didn't pay much attention to it, though she still hoped he would stay with her.
For some reason, perhaps due to the effects of the medicine, the pain had spread from her eyes to her brain, as if countless needles were piercing through. Although Chuze had warned her in advance, this pain was truly unbearable.
"Tap tap, tap tap."
A faint sound of footsteps approached. The steps were even like Chuze's but slightly smaller and lighter; it wasn't Chuze!
She twitched her nostrils and caught a faint fragrance. It was a... woman? Coming closer to her?
Consciousness spread out, and the surrounding objects formed a three-dimensional image in his mind, including the woman outside the door, who had already reached the entrance and was about to open it.
"Why are you here?"
Chuze resumed his aloof demeanor, speaking coldly to the woman.
The woman was taken aback for a moment before responding, "I came to get the potion. Since you found it troublesome before, you approved that I could come on this day each month to collect what I need without reporting it, so..."
"Report in advance next time. You can go now."
"Then..."
"Come back later; I have something to do."
"...Okay."
Seeing her leave, Chuze turned back into the room and casually closed the door. The sound of the door clicking made the woman pause for a moment as she glanced back.
"Bai Yun, assistant, worry-free."
Chuze succinctly summarized the earlier encounter in six words and casually placed a crystal-sized object into Liu You'er’s mouth.
Liu You'er couldn't see anything and hesitated for a moment but still slightly opened her mouth.
"What is this?"
As Liu You'er consumed the item, she felt a refreshing sensation penetrate her mind, alleviating her pain, and this thing was sweet!
"It's candy."
"Sugar? Impossible! I've eaten human food before, and it all smelled terrible, sugar included! You must have given me fake sugar!"
Chuze looked at Liu You'er, who was closing her eyes and being stubborn. He helplessly patted her head and said lightly, "One a day, no more."
Liu You'er was taken aback and huffed, "That's no fun! I can't even trick you anymore!"
A Certain Detached House
"Bang~"
The window, which had been intact for less than three weeks, was shattered again by the wind blade. The reason was that Xuan Mo forgot his keys and, after knocking for a long time with no response, had to use this special method to get in.
"Liu You'er!"
In the empty room, no one responded.
"If you don't come out, I'm going to your room~ Don't hit me when I do~"
Xuan Mo called out insincerely a couple of times but still received no reply. His expression turned solemn as he walked straight to Liu You'er's room and opened the door.
It was still in disarray from when she left.
"Where did she go?"
He frowned slightly and turned back after just stepping out of the room.
On the desk lay a simple notebook quietly, with a pen stuck in it, indicating that someone had written something inside. That someone could only be Liu You'er... What did she write?
Curiosity is something that once ignited is hard to extinguish, especially at such a prime opportunity—missing it would surely be regrettable! Perhaps there were some things inside that could be used to tease Liu You'er!
Determined, he smirked wickedly and leisurely opened the diary.
December 30, ****: Is this what they call the apocalypse? Someone actually used their girlfriend as a shield to survive. How despicable! That said, I still couldn't bring myself to kill him. But with so many Zombies around, it wouldn't make much difference. I don't know why, but I feel a bit sad.
January 10, ***1: I'm happy to meet someone I know. I hope to find a cure for Liu Yue soon; maybe we can return to the human world~
January 13, ***1: It seems that compassion is something that shouldn't exist for beasts.
January 14, ***1: Is this what human society looks like now? Are those still the children I remember?
February 1, ***2: Strange, I keep feeling like I'm being watched.
June 1, ***2: Liu Yue is dead.
June 10, ***2: Someone stole supplies and was killed.
June 25, ***2: Another person stole supplies and was killed.
Xuan Mo flipped through the subsequent entries; they were monotonous, devoid of hope or disappointment. Some pages were stained with black blood, but the handwriting had become increasingly calm, no longer showing signs of the initial rage that had nearly torn the pages apart.
He lowered his eyelids, feeling as if a heavy stone weighed down on his heart, devoid of any desire to continue reading because he knew that this outcome was partly his doing.
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