In a frigid apocalypse, she fed her boyfriend until he became a zombie king.

Gu Zhengming awkwardly turned his head to the side, only to meet Fu Yan's gaze, who was sitting and watching the show while holding a puppy.

This is even more awkward.

Wenren Lei stared wide-eyed for two seconds, then felt a phantom pain in her front teeth.

He slowly stood up from Wenren Yu's lap, cracking his neck and knuckles, his face contorted in a fierce expression, though he was still sobbing uncontrollably: "I knew this name sounded familiar. Let's settle all our old and new scores today, Gu Zhengming."

Gu Zhengming sighed and raised his hand, saying, "Wenren Xiaojindou, I did save your brother's life, don't be ungrateful."

Fu Yan chuckled and flicked Wanzi's ear with his fingertip: "Kids shouldn't imitate this."

Even as her husband, he didn't dare call her by her nickname, "Little Golden Bean."

"Huh? You son of a bitch!" Wenren Lei charged at Gu Zhengming, punching him repeatedly. "Why did you keep me hanging on with text messages?!"

Gu Zhengming dodged to defend, teasing Wenren Lei with a playful smile: "Just trying to annoy you."

"Damn it!" Wenren Lei conjured a giant hammer and swung it toward Gu Zhengming's abdomen. Wanzi excitedly jumped off Fu Yan's arms and followed, barking loudly to cheer him on.

Gu Zhengming dodged while shouting, "Wenren Yu! Aren't you going to do anything about him?!"

Wenren Yu cautioned, "Don't scare my brother."

Fu Yan leisurely dragged a chair over to Wenren Yu's side and sat down, handing her a cup of hot coffee.

Wenren Yu took the glass and lightly clinked it with Fu Yan's: "Where have we gotten to?"

Fu Yan took a sip of coffee: "Hmm?"

"What are you pretending for?" Wenren Yu's gaze followed Wenren Lei's figure, and she smiled faintly. "On the morning of the virus outbreak, he told me that he wanted to book a room with you."

Fu Yan choked on his coffee, coughing lightly while covering his mouth. Why did this kid blurt everything out? He said, "I've done everything I was supposed to."

Wenren Yu glanced at him sideways: "He likes you, I won't say anything more, but you should understand what I mean."

Fu Yan nodded: "I will not betray him."

Wenren Yu blew on the steam from her coffee: "After all these years of knowing you, I believe what you're saying."

Fu Yan smiled and gestured with his chin toward Qiao Lang's corpse: "Aren't you going to tell me about your relationship with the research institute?"

Wenren Yu leaned back in her chair, her fingertips tracing the surface of her glass, and asked, "How much do you know?"

Fu Yan looked down at the white steam rising from the coffee cup and said, "Your parents participated in human gene modification experiments. You and Leilei were both used as experimental subjects for modification."

"That's right." Wenren Yu looked at the snowy night sky and said slowly, "It was probably when I was six years old that I did escape from the research institute with Xiao Lei. However, I was caught in the rain all night, and after escaping home, I had a high fever and became seriously ill, so I can't remember many things clearly."

However, one thing I remember very clearly is that it was my dad who sent Xiaolei and me out of the research institute, but for some reason, he didn't escape with us.

Fu Yan felt a sense of relief. With Wenren Yu's words of reassurance, he knew that when Wenren Lei learned the truth about his transformation, he wouldn't be too disappointed in his family.

Wenren Yu sipped his coffee and continued, "I've never been able to remember the location or name of that research institute. But I know in my heart that the people at the institute won't give up looking for me and Xiaolei. So all these years, I've kept him confined to Weicheng and not allowed him to leave." He looked at Fu Yan, "I feel that with our eyes and ears in Weicheng, the research institute won't be able to take advantage of any weaknesses."

Fu Yan felt a surge of inexplicable satisfaction: "You were right to trust me."

Wenren Yu glanced at him disdainfully: "I've been making a high-profile appearance around Weicheng, trying to lure the people from the research institute out to see me."

Later, I finally met Qiao Lang. His acting was actually quite bad; I knew from the first glance that he had ulterior motives for approaching me. Back then, it was two children who escaped the research institute, and he had been intentionally or unintentionally inquiring about Xiao Lei.

Fu Yan couldn't help but laugh: "So you told him your brother died young?"

"Hmm." Wenren Yu smiled helplessly. "But I don't know why, I was acting so well, but Qiao Lang suddenly fell in love. Otherwise, I might not have been able to escape from the research institute on the day the virus broke out."

Actually, if he hadn't contacted Gu Zhengming in advance to help him, even if Qiao Lang had given in to his soft heart and let him go, he might not have been able to escape.

He never expected that someone would awaken a psychic ability on the very first day of the apocalypse.

The feeling of being completely numb and at the mercy of others caused Wenren Yu to wake up from nightmares countless times.

Fu Yan looked at Gu Zhengming, who was blocking the enemy's attacks while simultaneously trying to soothe Wenren's tears, and said, "You must have had a tough time on the run."

"Yes, it was all thanks to Gu Zhengming that I escaped with my life," Wenren Yu said. "The Cataclysmic Research Institute sent a lot of people to capture me, and coincidentally, both Gu Zhengming and I awakened our superpowers and had persistent high fevers. If someone hadn't come to our rescue, we wouldn't have been able to hold on until our superpowers stabilized."

Fu Yan instantly understood why Gu Zhengming refused to send Lei Lei the accurate coordinates.

The two were too busy evading the research institute's pursuit to care about themselves and didn't want to drag Wenren Lei down with them. Wenren Yu was also wary of the research institute discovering Wenren Lei's existence.

Under the circumstances at the time, it was indeed the best option to let Wenren Lei stay in the Acropolis.

"By the time I calmed down and rushed home, Weicheng was already a ruin." Wenren Yu's voice was filled with lingering fear as he looked at Wenren Lei, who was desperately beating people. "I didn't expect a zombie horde to pass through Weicheng. It was my dereliction of duty as the older brother."

Fu Yan felt a surge of secret satisfaction: "I haven't failed as a boyfriend." Actually, he wanted to say "husband," but after thinking about it, he held back.

Wenren Yu took a deep breath and glanced at him indifferently: "You're still as shameless as ever."

"You flatter me." Fu Yan chuckled. "So you guys went to the Cataclysmic Research Institute when you were kids?"

Wenren Yu's tone became serious: "No, I have been investigating with Qiao Lang for more than a year, and I am very certain that the Cataclysm Research Institute was established not long before or after the apocalypse. It is probably just a branch of that mysterious research institute from twenty years ago."

Fu Yan looked at Qiao Lang, who was using its paws to scrape snow over the corpse. Fu Yan shook his head helplessly: "Wasn't this person killed too early?"

Wenren Yu looked at Wanzi with interest: "All the information we needed to extract has been given out, so he's no longer of any use. Besides, Xiao Lei won't be happy if we let him live."

Fu Yan looked at the cold coffee: "When are you planning to tell him about the modifications? The side effects of the experiment are starting to show; he's losing control of his emotions more and more frequently."

"Let's find a way to suppress it before we talk to him," Wenren Yu said calmly. "Without a means of restraint, he and I will eventually become machines that only know how to kill, which is probably what that mysterious research institute wants."

Fu Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "I will do my best to find it."