Romance Variety Show: The aloof and beautiful fourth female lead is always coveted.

The tent was dimly lit, with only a small candle burning, casting a faint glow in the corner.

Bai Nianchu sat with his arms crossed, his expression aloof.

Ji Shu and Shen Chaosheng stood obediently in front of her like two children who had done something wrong.

Because she had just been sleeping, Bai Nianchu was only wearing a tank top, revealing her firm and beautiful collarbones. The tank top clung to her body, outlining a full and upright curve, and further down was her slender and supple waist, which looked as if one could wrap their arms around it.

The two men clearly noticed.

Shen Chaosheng's gaze seemed fixed on her, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly; Ji Shu appeared to be obediently keeping his eyes down, but his peripheral vision kept glancing at her.

Bai Nianchu naturally noticed it as well.

She coolly lifted her eyelids: "What are you looking at?"

Ji Shu and Shen Chaosheng both froze and looked away.

A hint of a smile flashed across Bai Nianchu's eyes.

Recalling what happened today, her eyes flickered slightly, and she turned her gaze to Ji Shu.

"Ji Shu, don't you have anything to say to me, something to be honest about?"

Not only did Ji Shu know the basic information about the survivors in Lailuo District, but he also knew their movement routes, team composition, and even the amount of equipment they had stockpiled.

This strange, prophetic event has happened more than once or twice, and has occurred along the way as well.

Speaking of which... Bai Nianchu had noticed long ago that the two men had started acting strangely ten days ago.

Although they usually cared about her safety, they were not so anxious as to stay by her side every step of the way.

Now, no matter what she does or where she goes, Ji Shu and Shen Chaosheng act as if they've discussed it privately.

There must be someone protecting her.

Whether she was taking inventory, patrolling the perimeter, or even going to the restroom, she could feel a constant, ever-present gaze.

It's as if something bad will happen to her if I don't keep an eye on her.

How is this any different from a form of imprisonment?

Even though Bai Nianchu understood that it was out of concern, she still felt helpless.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it from Bai Nianchu, and that there was no need to keep it a secret, Ji Shu remained silent for a few seconds before revealing everything about their rebirth.

"Captain," he said, his voice a little hoarse, "we... came back from ten years in the future."

Bai Nianchu's pupils suddenly contracted.

Shen Chaosheng also raised his head, his cold eyes reflecting her figure as if he were looking at some lost treasure that had been found again.

Ji Shu told her, word by word, how they had traveled to various places over the past ten years, how they had established Arcadia, and how they had gradually expanded their territory, making the base the largest survivor settlement.

And... she will eventually die at the hands of the Zombie King.

Bai Nianchu's fingertips curled slightly.

She didn't speak, but listened quietly until Ji Shu mentioned their deaths.

One died for her, and the other, in pursuit of her ideals, overworked himself and developed acute meningitis, which, without timely treatment, led to his death in the laboratory.

Bai Nianchu clenched her fingers, trying to calm her breathing and appear as composed as possible.

Ten years later... have their feelings for each other deepened to this extent?

The tent remained quiet for a long time.

After clearing her thoughts, Bai Nianchu lowered her eyelashes and sighed, "I'm sorry."

Although she didn't experience the hardships ten years later, she was clear about her own personality. Destroying herself alongside the zombie king was probably the best solution at the time.

When a person dies, all is over. The one who lives on is the one who suffers the most, and can only be entangled in loneliness all day long, enduring the slow torture of losing loved ones every day.

"Don't say sorry, Chief," Ji Shu said in a low, hoarse voice. "If we couldn't save you, it's because we were useless."

Bai Nianchu's throat was also terribly dry. She wanted to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by Shen Chaosheng's actions—

He walked up to her, took her hand, and pressed it against his cheek.

Thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, and a surge of intense emotions welled up in his gray-blue pupils.

"I'm sorry," he apologized to Bai Nianchu. "Did I... make you sad?"

Bai Nianchu was slightly taken aback.

Even though he was the one suffering the pain of suicide, this man acted like a large dog that had done something wrong and was afraid of angering its owner, cautiously probing her with a hint of fear and unease hidden in his eyes that he himself was unaware of.

This was the first time she had ever seen Shen Chaosheng like this.

He was completely different from the calm, restrained, and decisive man he was on ordinary days.

In an instant, something struck Bai Nianchu's heart.

Her chest felt sore and swollen, so suffocating that she could hardly breathe.

An indescribable sense of guilt rose from the bottom of my heart.

She was indeed sad.

I was saddened by their tragic end, and also deeply moved by their profound and unwavering love. Perhaps she did overlook their silent companionship and unspoken protection, and underestimated her own importance in their hearts.

Since Heaven has given them a second chance at life and granted them this opportunity,

Then she should make changes.

Let's start by showing them more care and giving them more love in return.

Bai Nianchu raised her palm and gently stroked Shen Chaosheng's face with her fingertips.

Shen Chaosheng froze.

He slowly raised his eyelids and met Bai Nianchu's gaze.

A gentle tenderness melted within those beautiful, obsidian-like eyes.

The next moment, Bai Nianchu kissed his lips.

The tent was dimly lit, and with vision reduced, the sense of touch was amplified many times over.

Bai Nianchu could feel Shen Chaosheng pause for a moment, then brush his lips against the corner of hers, as if testing the authenticity of the kiss.

This tentative kiss lasted less than two seconds. Before Bai Nianchu could react, Shen Chaosheng suddenly became extremely aggressive, grabbing the back of her head and deepening the kiss.

Shen Chaosheng's breath was hot and forceful. He pried open her lips and teeth, like rain after a long drought. Every inch of their entanglement was filled with the madness of something lost and then regained.

The sounds of lips and tongues entwining were amplified infinitely in the quiet tent, carrying a sticky and lingering quality that made one blush, as if even the air itself had become thick.

The kiss was so long that Bai Nianchu gradually found it hard to breathe, her chest heaving.

Only after Shen Chaosheng noticed that she was having trouble breathing did he reluctantly pull away from her lips. They pressed their foreheads together, and he affectionately stroked the tip of her nose.

Even the air became scorching and lingering.

Before Bai Nianchu could recover, a hand suddenly wrapped around her waist and pulled her back.

She fell into another warm embrace.