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

The conversation ended, and the car fell silent again. Wenren Lei glanced at Fu Yan, and her face, which had just cooled down a little, flushed red again.

Fu Yan turned his head to look, and found that Lei Lei's red ears were so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Half an hour later, the two returned to the villa.

Yi Yang and Meng Fan were waiting at the gate. As soon as Wenren Lei got out of the car, Yi Yang went up to her and reported: "Old Han suddenly fainted during dinner. His temperature was 39 degrees Celsius at the time. After taking antipyretics, it rose to 42 degrees Celsius an hour later."

Wenren Lei, holding Wanzi, walked quickly: "She's probably about to awaken her superpower."

For some reason, Wenren Lei had a bad feeling and his heart was filled with panic. As he walked, he told them, "You guys keep an eye on the gate. I'm going up to check."

"it is good."

Wenrenlei pushed open the bedroom door, and Cheng Nianli and Chi Qingmo were guarding the bedside.

The criticism from last time worked; the fireplace is burning nicely now.

Cheng Nianli looked up: "You're back."

"Hmm." Wenren Lei walked to the bedside and bent down to examine her.

Han Mingjie's eyes were tightly closed, her breathing was heavy, and her cheeks were burning red.

Wenren Lei placed the meatballs on the bedside table: "Go."

"Woof!" Maruko ran to the pillow with her short legs, pressed her two front paws against Han Mingjie's forehead, and released her superpower.

Ten minutes later, Wanzi, exhausted, slumped back into Wenren Lei's arms and curled up into a ball.

Wenren Lei rubbed its little head and said, "Good little dog, you've worked hard."

Cheng Nianli picked up the ear thermometer and took Han Mingjie's temperature: "Still 42 degrees."

Wenren Lei gently shook the soft, fluffy dumpling: "Dumpling, are you expired?"

"Ugh..." Maruko stuck out her tongue, lying on her back, too lazy to move.

Chi Qingmo, standing to the side, spoke up to remind him, "I've heard the military broadcast that when psychic abilities awaken, it's extremely difficult to bring down a fever. Some people with weaker constitutions can't withstand a prolonged high fever and may even die. Old Han might be about to awaken his psychic abilities."

"I understand." Wenren Lei suddenly thought of Wenren Yu. He was always asleep in the photo. Could it be that he was awakening a mental ability?

He turned to look at Fu Yan: "Brother Yan, try to lower his fever."

Fu Yan stepped forward, placing his palm on Han Mingjie's head. Rich green energy poured from his hand, enveloping Han Mingjie's entire body.

Wenren Lei stared intently.

If Han Mingjie is indeed a psychic, the team will have an extra layer of protection in their future survival in the apocalypse.

The treatment lasted for five minutes, and the abnormal flush on Han Mingjie's face subsided considerably.

Cheng Nianli picked up the ear thermometer and measured again: "38 degrees, it's effective."

Wenren Lei looked at Fu Yan with concern: "Can we continue?"

Fu Yan nodded and continuously released his supernatural power.

Wenren Lei's walkie-talkie crackled to life, and Yi Yang's voice came through.

"Boss, there's something going on at the door."

"I'll be right there."

Wenren Lei stood up and handed the meatball to Cheng Nianli.

"Brother Yan, please continue."

Fu Yan looked displeased: "Fine..."

Snow began to fall heavily outside again, and a layer of fog rolled in, giving Wenren Lei a very unpleasant feeling.

He walked across the front yard, where a tall, handsome middle-aged man stood outside the gate.

The man kept staring at the wall of broken corpses by the door, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Wenren asked Yiyang with tears in her eyes, "What's your background?"

Yi Yang whispered, "It's Nian Nian's father."

Cheng Shuang was the first to greet her: "My name is Cheng Shuang, I'm Niannian's father, and I just got back from out of town. When the signal was still working, she said she was staying at your house. Can I meet her?"

Wenren Lei turned on her flashlight and shone it on Cheng Shuang, saying, "Turn around once."

Cheng Shuang opened her arms and slowly spun around: "I wasn't bitten."

Wenren Lei looked him over carefully and said, "Let him in."

Cheng Shuang was invited to the stone table in the front yard, where several people sat in a circle around it.

Wenren Lei pulled out a walkie-talkie: "Cheng Nianli, come to the front yard, your father is looking for you."

A voice immediately came through the walkie-talkie: "I'm coming right away!"

Cheng Shuang looked at the courtyard wall and praised with a smile, "Is the wall at the entrance your masterpiece?"

Wenren Lei nodded, then asked smugly, "Isn't he handsome?"

Cheng Shuang laughed loudly, "Quite impressive." He stood up and bowed deeply to Wenren Lei, "Thank you for taking Nian Nian in."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Cheng Nianli rushed out of the villa.

"Dad, Dad!"

Cheng Shuang suddenly looked up and opened her arms to greet him: "Niannian, Daddy's here!"

Cheng Nianli's eyes welled up with tears: "Why did you run back when it was so dangerous! Are you hurt?"

Cheng Shuang spun around in place: "No."

Cheng Nianli threw herself into Cheng Shuang's arms and cried, "Dad! I thought I would never see you again."

Cheng Shuang's face was full of heartache: "Niannian, don't cry. Daddy is so amazing, how could you not see me?" He gently patted Cheng Nianli's back, "Look what Daddy brought you!"

Cheng Nianli looked up, sobbing, and saw Cheng Shuang pull out a soft little white bear plush toy from the only backpack she had on her body, and wave it in front of her: "The anime collaboration I promised you."

The little polar bear was brand new and clean, without a single stain, clearly indicating that it had been carefully protected.

Cheng Nianli felt a lump in her throat and burst into tears, throwing herself into Cheng Shuang's arms.

The three boys sitting around the stone table watched quietly.

Yi Yang wiped away his tears and said, "I miss my parents too."

Meng Fan said dejectedly, "Me too."

Wenren Lei didn't speak. He had never been held by his father since he was a child. He wondered if his father's embrace was as warm as his brother's.

He looked down and picked at his fingers, then realized that he had never been held by his mother.

From the age of three, all he remembered was Wenren Yu.

He looked up at the falling snowflakes.

Mom and Dad, I still don't know what you look like.

"Tears of a Hearer".

Wenren looked over with tears in her eyes.

Cheng Nianli's eyes were red, and he held Cheng Shuang's hand, saying somewhat shyly, "Can my dad stay here? My dad and I can set up a tent in the front yard and not go into the villa."

Wenren Lei blinked her stinging eyes and habitually gave a nonchalant smile: "Are there no empty rooms in the villa?"

Cheng Nianli paused for a moment, then said solemnly, "Thank you, Wenren Lei."

Cheng Shuang also said, "Thank you, child. I'll go outside and bring the car in; there are quite a few supplies in it."

Wenren Lei stood up and walked into the villa: "You guys pack your things and go back to sleep, it's so cold."

Yi Yang and Meng Fan followed Cheng Shuang: "Uncle, we'll help you move your things."

Wenren Lei walked into the living room with her hands in her pockets and her head down, only to bump into Fu Yan who rushed out.

Wenren Lei lost her balance and took two steps back before Fu Yan pulled her into his arms.

He nestled his head against Fu Yan's chest and whispered, "You're so cold."

Fu Yan picked up Wenren Lei and walked to the fireplace: "It's hot."

Wenren Lei gently pounded Fu Yan's chest: "It's not this cold."