You say the cataclysm only comes after you've cleared the entire dungeon?

Lou Fengyue frowned and glared at him.

There were more than a dozen red dots on her WeChat. Some were from Qin Qian asking for her opinion, some were from Lu An and Chu Sinian asking if she wanted to go out and level up together, and there was also the message at the very top.

Luo Zeyan sent a long message asking if she was awake, how she was feeling, how serious it was, and whether she needed to bring Yin Yu up.

Lou Yunzheng replied to a few messages on her behalf.

But until late at night, Luo Zeyan kept sending messages, and even if he didn't reply, he would ask every hour.

Seeing the anxious greetings, Lou Fengyue felt as if her heart was being immersed in a hot spring.

She hovered her fingertip above the screen, pondering for a long time, but didn't send anything.

Lou Yunzheng saw that she had placed her phone face down on the bedside table and raised an eyebrow suspiciously: "People have been worried about you all day, aren't you going to reply or let them know you're safe?"

"I don't know what to say." Lou Fengyue rested her hands on the blanket, her voice still a little groggy from just waking up. "He... confessed to me the night before last."

Lou Yunzheng's pupils dilated suddenly, like two light bulbs that had been suddenly switched on. "He confessed? What did he say?"

Lou Fengyue touched her nose and lowered her head. "He said... he liked me since high school. If he hadn't mistakenly thought you were my boyfriend, he would have confessed to me when we were divided into different classes in the second year of high school."

Lou Yunzheng stared at his younger sister's shy expression, and couldn't help but curl up his lips.

Tsk tsk, although I had long guessed that the kid had been plotting against his sister since high school, I didn't expect him to be so blunt.

Knowing that his sister was single and that there had been a misunderstanding back then, he stopped hiding it and confessed his feelings directly.

Being decisive and efficient is an advantage, as is being straightforward and honest.

He accepted this brother-in-law.

Lou Yunzheng patted his younger sister's head and asked with a smile, "So, what's your answer to him?"

"I'll be frank," Lou Fengyue said, lowering her eyes. "Tell him that I used to like him, but it's impossible now."

"In the past?" Lou Yunzheng narrowed his eyes, repeating the word. "Not just in the past, right?"

Lou Fengyue remained silent for a long time, unable to respond.

Ten years. If she hadn't met Luo Zeyan again, she wouldn't have realized that ten years of her youthful days had already passed.

All she knew was that after graduating from high school, she worked hard to lose weight and slimmed down.

All I know is that whenever someone pursued her during college, she would recall the feeling of having a crush on someone back then.

All she knows is that when her parents urge her to date and get married, the face of a seventeen-year-old boy still flashes through her mind.

Then she realized that no one else could give her that intense, heart-fluttering feeling again.

If I don't like it enough, I won't settle for it.

And just like that, ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

We met again in the apocalypse.

It was very dark in the food court that day, with no lights. She was standing far away, and the backlighting made it impossible for her to see his face clearly.

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His voice and physique had changed a lot, but she still recognized him immediately.

Just as he easily recognized her.

How can one remain indifferent?

But whether she likes it now or not, she can't like it anymore.

Lou Fengyue felt dizzy and decided to stop thinking about those messy things, so she curled up in the blanket.

His voice was muffled: "I'm sleepy, I'm going back to sleep."

Lou Yunzheng glanced at the thermometer; it read 38.6 degrees Celsius, a little lower than before.

"Aren't you hungry?" He put away the thermometer and asked casually. "Want some porridge before you sleep?"

Lou Fengyue had already closed her eyes and shook her head. "I'm not hungry, I have no appetite."

"Okay, sleep a little longer, we'll eat when you wake up." Lou Yunzheng tucked the corner of the blanket in and tiptoed out.

Before closing the door to the second bedroom, he glanced at the phone lying face down on the bedside table, but said nothing.

Lou Fengyue slept until dark.

As I groped my way out of the room, I smelled the aroma of food.

The two elders and the brother were eating at the dining table when they saw her come out, and they all put down their chopsticks.

"Yueyue's awake? Are you hungry? I've warmed up some porridge for you." Pan Quan hurriedly went into the kitchen to serve the porridge.

Lou Qingjian went to the coffee table, poured a glass of water, and handed it to her. "Are you thirsty? Have some water first."

Lou Fengyue looked at her busy parents, smiled, and said with a gentle warmth in her eyes, "Thank you, Mom and Dad."

Lou Yunzheng had already found the fever-reducing patch, walked over and touched his sister's forehead, then slapped the patch onto her forehead.

The force was so great that Lou Fengyue swayed backward.

Lou Qingjian glared at him unhappily, "Why are you using so much force! Your sister just woke up, she's still weak!"

Lou Yunzheng innocently pursed his lips and threw the packaging bag into the trash can.

Lou Fengyue walked to the dining table and sat down, touching the cool fever-reducing patch on her forehead. "When did we get fever-reducing patches at home? Did you get them from the medical department?"

"Your brother stayed home all day and didn't go out." Pan Quan came out of the kitchen carrying a large bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Lou Fengyue, a kind smile spreading across her face. "Xiao Luo went to get it and brought it over."

Lou Fengyue's pupils dilated sharply. "You...you saw him?"

"I saw him." Lou Qingjian's expression showed satisfaction. "This child is very polite. We invited him to come in and sit down, and to stay for dinner, but he said that since you are still sick, it was inappropriate for him to come so abruptly. He didn't even come in; he just put his things down and left."

Lou Fengyue pursed her lips, didn't reply, and buried her head in her porridge.

After dinner, Lou Fengyue felt uncomfortable, sticky, and sweaty, so she wanted to take a shower.

As a result, Lou Yunzheng held him down.

"You still have a fever, why are you taking a bath! What if you catch a cold again?" Lou Yunzheng said coldly, taking a blanket from the room and wrapping her up like a ball.

Lou Fengyue wanted to protest, but her brother glared at her and shut her up.

She reluctantly gave in, hugged the blanket, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and glanced down at her phone.

Luo Zeyan sent another message: {Are you awake? Have you eaten anything?}

After a moment's thought, Lou Fengyue typed a reply: {Woke up, drank a bowl of porridge.}

Lou Fengyue: {I still have a slight fever, but I don't feel uncomfortable anymore. Thank you for the fever-reducing patch.}

The dialog box displayed "The other party is typing" at the top, then disappeared, then reappeared, repeating this over and over for a long time before finally sending three words.

Luo Zeyan: {That's good.}

The restraint bordering on aloofness marked a stark contrast to the preceding long string of caring greetings.