inspire-indiana Chapter 3 The man's cold fingers pressed against her lips.
Chapter 3 The man's cold fingers pressed against her lips.
Meng Xiaoyou originally planned to leave the next day, but she did not intend to travel alone, since it would be too difficult for her to be a mushroom on her own.
Coffee Bean is a social cow who often says that unity is strength, and that no matter where you are, you should have friends to help each other.
In Plants vs. Zombies, the plants work together to fight the zombies. Her idea was simple: to team up with the humans she had just met.
In this way, the two, one weak and one blind, can look after each other.
As a result, she curled up behind the bookshelf all night, and when she woke up the next morning, the humans had vanished.
Meng Xiaoyou's drowsy consciousness instantly snapped awake. She frantically searched downstairs, even checking the trash cans, but still couldn't find the man.
What about people?
What about an older person?
She fixed her gaze on the stairs to the second floor, took a deep breath, and stepped up.
This place seems to be privately owned. Downstairs is a library, while the second floor has two offices and a restroom. There are small beds in the offices, as if no one lives here after the apocalypse, and the desks are covered with a layer of dust.
She peeked out from behind the door frame, her eyelashes drooping with a hint of disappointment.
He abandoned me and left.
They met by chance, and the other party had no obligation to bring her along. It was her own wishful thinking to invite her along as a friend. They had only known each other for one night, so it wasn't his fault.
but……
He's blind!
Seriously, she's blind and loves to run around.
Meng Xiaoyou sniffed and muttered to herself as she went downstairs. Just then, she heard a noise at the door and nervously grabbed the stairs.
The door opened, and a tall man stood with his back to the light, his wisps of hair fluttering in the wind. A few strands brushed against his indifferent and aloof brow, adding a touch of life to his appearance, but his expression remained calm and indifferent, just as it had been yesterday.
"You didn't leave!" Her eyes lit up, and she stumbled down the stairs to the man's side. Just as she was about to pounce, she looked up and saw his expressionless face, so she chickened out and stopped, glancing furtively behind him. "Didn't you encounter any zombies when you went out?"
Pei Sinian obviously wouldn't reply. He closed the door behind him, pursed his lips restrainedly as he smelled the sweet human scent, and held up the bag in the direction she was speaking.
"Is this for me?" Meng Xiaoyou took it, looked down, and saw that it was a bag of food. In the post-apocalyptic world, resources were scarce, and the food consisted of the most common packaged foods found in supermarkets. Her eyes welled up with tears. "You risked your life to find food for me?"
Life-threatening?
The man glanced sideways. He was a zombie; what life did he have?
Besides, how can I eat if I don't fatten her up?
Meng Xiaoyou completely misunderstood. She hadn't expected this human to be as terrifying as he seemed. Her heart ached, and tears welled up in her clear black eyes. "Don't joke with your life next time. You can't see, so it's hard to find you. And what if you encounter a zombie?"
She mumbled to herself, her emotions rising and she couldn't control her powers. Bubbles started rising from her body again, the glistening bubbles brushing against the man's withdrawn fingers. His gray pupils behind his glasses focused, landing on her slightly dirty little face.
The dust that had accumulated in the corner yesterday stood out starkly against the tip of its clean nose, making it look like a disheveled little kitten.
He raised his hand, his cold knuckles pressing against her lips. Meng Xiaoyou stopped speaking, her wet eyes widening slightly, as if a question mark was slowly forming on her forehead.
The world grew quieter when she didn't speak. Pei Sinian, expressionless, grabbed the little food by the back of the neck, walked upstairs with stiff steps, went to the bathroom, opened the shower door, threw it in, and slammed it shut.
Holding a bag of snacks, Meng Xiaoyou stared blankly at her reflection in the bathroom mirror until she noticed a small black mark on her nose and realized she had been rejected.
Yesterday, she was only focused on escaping and saving her life, and neglected the issue of washing up. Besides, this is the apocalypse, and you can't be perfect in every way. It's been half a month since the apocalypse, and there's no guarantee that there will be any water left.
Hoping for the best, Meng Xiaoyou turned on the tap and found that there was water. She put the bag on the shelf next to her, splashed water on her face, and after washing it clean, her head felt much clearer. Then she smelled a odor on her body and took a quick shower.
Pei Sinian waited outside the door. This time, the power of the bubbles seemed to last longer than yesterday. He could still see things clearly until his vision became slightly blurry. Then, the doorknob behind him clicked open, and a human covered in steam emerged.
In the last second before his vision went dark, Pei Sinian's brain stored the little girl's image.
She not only washed herself, but also washed her clothes with great effort. She had no change of clothes, so she wore them on, still dripping wet, which accentuated her graceful curves. Her small face with big eyes and water-dampened eyelashes made her look innocent.
This appearance could easily arouse a man's wolfish nature, but Pei Sinian remained silent.
These are such lean foods; gaining weight will be a long and arduous journey.
He then carried the still-dripping "mushroom" to the next office, slammed the door shut, and locked it with a click.
Meng Xiaoyou was stunned again.
what?
Throwing it in the bathroom means taking a shower, but what does throwing it in the office mean?
She wiggled her slender white fingers and wrung out the water from her clothes, feeling her skin enveloped in moisture, and nodded in satisfaction.
Mushrooms should be like this.
But mushrooms shouldn't survive in a sunny office. Meng Xiaoyou didn't want to stay any longer, but the door was locked. She jumped up and down, twisting and turning the doorknob, but she still couldn't get out. She couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with the man.
I used to think humans were easy to get along with, but now it seems he's just torturing mushrooms.
The timid mushroom plopped back onto the bed, tore open a bag of bread, and began eating human food.
She had finished eating when the human returned, his clothes were almost dry in the sun. This time, however, he had several pieces of clothing hanging on his arm.
He stood at the doorway, wearing a light gray tracksuit and an apricot-colored dress. His high nose bridge was adorned with gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze was calm and unwavering, and his expression was stern. He slowly reached out and handed the two pieces of clothing to Meng Xiaoyou.
The man had long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles. The two pieces of clothing clashed with his aura, causing Meng Xiaoyou to clutch her clothes tightly and shake her head vigorously. "No, I don't want to."
She doesn't like dry clothes; she feels more comfortable wearing wet ones.
Perhaps not expecting to be rejected, Pei Sinian's aloof eyebrows furrowed slightly, making him look somewhat fierce.
Meng Xiaoyou's newly erected confidence deflated like a punctured balloon, and she instantly cowered. She bit her lower lip lightly and stammered, "Then... you go out, I'll change myself."
Pei Sinian then relaxed his brow and slowly stuffed the clothes into her "arms." However, because he couldn't see, he accidentally bumped the clothes onto Meng Xiaoyou's head, causing the little mushroom's head to shake and her forehead to go numb from the impact.
She was stunned for a few seconds, then her eyes suddenly turned red.
That's too unfair to the mushrooms.
"I'll fight you!"
She pounced on people with a vengeance, howling as she charged forward.