Yu Lan always felt a little inexplicable pain in her heart when she reached out and touched the cold profile of the Chinese character for ink. It was as if a long time ago, she had also fondled this face.
[Why...is it always not close to me?
] A voice from deep within her consciousness suddenly sounded, carrying a suffocating loneliness.
Yu Lan frowned, feeling as if her heart, which was clearly not beating, had been blocked and was in great pain.
She seemed to vaguely remember the bright red figure she saw in a dark alley.
'Lan Lan?' Noticing that Yu Lan was covering her chest, frowning and about to cry, Mo Wen quickly stopped in his tracks and lifted her face. All composure left her.
He wiped Yu Lan's side with his thumb in some confusion, anxiously asking, 'Are you feeling unwell?'
Yu Lan was unable to make a sound, unable to describe her feelings. She just tightly grasped Mo Wen's collar and buried her head in his neck, shaking into a ball.
The warm and familiar breath surrounded her, making her unable to help but open her eyes and stare at Mo Wen, unable to help but get her eyes wet.
It was uncomfortable...really uncomfortable.
The heat from her spine spread to the inside of her body, burning her into a ball, but her skin was unable to radiate the heat, which caused all the temperature to gather inside her body, burning all her consciousness.
Mo Wen hugged her tightly while frantically running his hands along her back, completely at a loss as to what to do.
He wished he could fiercely kick himself for being so incompetent. His eyelids trembled slightly, and he held Yu Lan tightly in his arms as she trembled violently. He kissed the side of her ear gently, trying to convey his concern in this way.
The warm lips brought Yu Lan back a little, and she heaved a few times in a heavy breath before quickly ceasing to tremble. Clinging into Mo Wen's arms, she continued to hide, her eyelids drooping listlessly, completely without energy.
He stroked Yu Lan's pale skin with a heartbroken feeling. Mo Wen was completely at a loss as to what was wrong with Yu Lan. This feeling of being completely unable to help Yu Lan made him feel powerless. He could only continue to kiss Yu Lan, pat her back against her forehead to comfort her.
'I'm here... I'm here, Lanlan.'
Seeing that Yu Lan still looked listless, Mo Wen couldn't even maintain his usual smile. His face was gloomy as he continued running downstairs as fast as he could.
He was going to kill the damn King of Spades a thousand times over and then take Yu Lan away from this hellhole and go home!
'Yu Lan, we'll leave here as soon as possible,'
'We're going home, we'll be home soon, so...'
'You mustn't get into any trouble, okay?'
Drunken Night and Xiuzhi stood in the dark corridor, waiting quietly.
Soon they both detected the dangerous yet familiar scent as they wished, and smiled at each other.
'Boss... Have you missed me after half a year!'
As soon as Xiuzhi arrived on the fourth floor, Drunken Night pounced on him. Mo Wen impatiently avoided him and then gave him a kick in the back.
Drunken Nocturnal was kicked onto his back, and he hugged his chest in a heartbroken manner, howling there without shedding a tear.
'Boss, you're so cruel... I've worked hard to find you for more than half a year, and you not only don't reward me, but also kick me... I can't live like this anymore...'
Mo Wen and Xiu Qi ignored the suicidal Drunken Nocturnal and ran quickly downstairs together.
The poor Drunken Nocturnal saw that no one was paying attention to him and quickly got up and chased after them, then put his arm around Xiu Qi's shoulders and gave Mo Wen a flattering smile.
However, all Xiu Qi could see now was Mo Wen. He respectfully bowed his head slightly, and his usually gloomy face seemed to brighten up a little. 'Boss, it's been a long time.'
'Hm,' Mo Wen just nodded lightly.
Then the two of them ran out of things to say.
Drunken Night looked at the frustrated look on Xiuzhi's face as he tried to say something but couldn't, and angrily averted his eyes.
To be honest, Xiuzhi could really be described as Mo Wen's loyal dog. Ever since he arrived at Yu Meng, he had never done anything against Mo Wen's wishes.
He only knew that Xiuzhi seemed to have followed Mo Wen before the end of the world, and no one knew what had happened between the two of them.
However, Xiuzhi is only 18 years old now. Before the end of the world, how did a child younger than 16 years old start following Mo Wen? You have to understand that Mo Wen is no ordinary person.
Thinking about this, Zuiwuyeqi couldn't help but sneak a glance at the scar on the back of Xiuzhi's left hand, and he secretly shrugged.
While others didn't know, he did. Xiuzhi was covered in burns and whip marks, and even three of his toes were missing, as if they had been frozen off in the ice.
Sometimes he would secretly suspect that Mo Wen was the one who had abused Xiu Qi, but judging from Xiu Qi's attitude towards Mo Wen, it didn't seem like it.
Xiu Qi rarely killed people, or perhaps he didn't like killing people. But he would reach out to children, and according to him, even if they grew up, they might not be able to survive, so it would be better for them to die young.
But if Mo Wen asked him to commit a massacre, he would definitely be able to do it without blinking an eye, otherwise he wouldn't have become known as the Emperor of Killing.
Showing favouritism! Showing favouritism! Drunken Night glared fiercely at Xiu Qi, complaining inwardly that although he was also his partner, his status was completely inferior to Mo Wen's.
Fortunately, Drunken Night only secretly resented in his heart, and did not dare to challenge Mo Wen's authority on the surface, otherwise Xiu Qi would definitely not let him off.
'But...'
'Boss, is this the zombie you're currently... well, pampering?' Drunken Night pointed at the zombie curled up in the arms of Mu Xiu and asked carefully, his face full of curiosity.
'She is Yu Lan,' Mo Wen introduced Yu Lan concisely, then leaned over and hid Yu Lan in his arms so Drunken Night couldn't see her.
'...' What's there to hide? This dark and gloomy guy didn't even get a good look at her, drunk night raged inside.
'She is the Yu Lan you've been thinking about? !' Xiu Qi said in surprise, and then a flash of realisation quickly passed through his eyes. He was saying, how could the boss do something so ridiculous as fall in love with a zombie for no reason? If this zombie is Yu Lan, then everything makes sense.
After all, he had always seen the boss's feelings for Yu Lan.
After taking a look at Yu Lan's fragile appearance, Xiu Qi frowned.
'She is Yu Lan?' Drunken Night was also surprised.
Back in the south, the few of them who were close to Mo Wen knew that Mo Wen had always had a fixation, and that was Yu Lan, who was in the north.
Watching his boss look at the zombie in his arms with tenderness and wonder, Drunken Night just wished he could stab his own eyes out.
He must have met a fake boss.
Now Mo Wen was still worried about Yu Lan in his heart, and he simply didn't have the energy to pay attention to the surprised expressions of his subordinates.
The stairs from the fourth floor to the fifth floor were very long, and it took them a long time to finally see a shiny metal door.
Xiu Qi went up to the door first and pushed it open to prevent any danger.