Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

The tap was still running, and Lin Zhiyao hurriedly turned it off, her fingers still trembling as she took off her clothes.

The dress is a halter style, made of a light and semi-transparent gauze fabric. When worn, the outline of the collarbone and shoulders is clearly visible in the mirror.

Lin Zhiyao subconsciously felt that Shen Jin was doing it on purpose; he wanted to see these traces and really liked seeing them.

She dared not look any longer.

She dared not look at the burning gaze behind her.

Lin Zhiyao hurriedly buried herself in the bathtub. Fortunately, there was a thick layer of flower petals on the surface of the water, so she wasn't completely exposed.

"Whoosh—"

Hot water flowed over Lin Zhiyao's fair and delicate chin, the warm water making her squint her eyes in comfort, and she even wanted to take a long breath.

Even with someone standing next to her, her body, which had been trembling with tension, involuntarily relaxed.

How long has it been since I took a hot shower like this?

Lin Zhiyao was momentarily dazed.

Sometimes people are really adaptable in extreme environments. Only half a month after the zombie virus outbreak, Lin Zhiyao had already gotten used to squeezing together with the others around her, spending day and night in the cramped back seat of the off-road vehicle. Let alone a full meal, being able to eat a compressed biscuit was considered a lucky day.

Moreover, water is a precious life resource.

People even had to use the small caps of mineral water bottles to divide the already limited water resources into many smaller portions. Often, each person only had one capful of water to drink per day.

Not to mention something as luxurious as taking a bath.

Lin Zhiyao's lower face was submerged in the water, her long black hair flowing freely like a beautiful and stunning sea siren.

Immersed in the warm water that enveloped her like amniotic fluid, she couldn't resist blowing a few small bubbles with a smile on her face.

*

Meanwhile, on the edge of the villa area.

Su Wanqing kicked open the door of a small villa, and dust fell down in a flurry, causing her to cough violently twice.

The room was empty, the furniture was covered with white cloth, and the refrigerator emitted a putrid stench that made her vision go black. There was nothing inside except rotting flesh infested with maggots.

"Oh shit."

Su Wanqing cursed and slammed the door shut.

The other people in the convoy came out of the next room, their hands also empty.

The burly man leading the group wiped his sweat and cursed, "This godforsaken place, all the rich people have run away long ago, not even a can of food was left behind."

"Shall we go deeper into the area?" someone suggested.

"Are you crazy?" The burly man glared at him. "Haven't you heard that the core area of ​​this region is full of zombies? It's clearly marked as the highest level of contaminated zone on the map. Do you think our lives are enough to cover it all?"

Su Wanqing leaned against the car door, lit a cigarette, and squinted at the most luxurious villas in the distance.

The houses, hidden behind dense sycamore trees, were as quiet as sleeping giants.

She exhaled a smoke ring, a surge of inexplicable irritation rising within her.

She had been here before.

Su Wanqing's gaze was deep. It was when she was a child that she visited Lin Zhiyao's house, which was located in the heart of this villa area.

Lin Zhiyao's house is located in the prime location of the building.

A pang of jealousy stirred within Su Wanqing.

But soon, the thought that Lin Zhiyao was dead turned her sour feeling into a sense of pleasure and a subtle sense of superiority.

Lin Zhiyao is dead.

And she is still alive and well.

At this moment, a strong figure approached Su Wanqing.

"Take a break first."

Su Wanqing's boyfriend took the cigarette butt from her hand, threw it on the ground and stomped it out. He then looked at the person next to him and ordered, "Evacuate to the east this afternoon and go to the shelter."

He was the team leader, and his clear thinking earned him respect.

No one objected.

They found a relatively clean villa, where the group slumped on the sofa, took out the last of their compressed biscuits and water from their backpacks, and chewed them in silence.

Su Wanqing took a bite of the biscuit, choked, and crumbs fell onto her clothes. She irritably brushed them off and looked out the window again. All she could see were swaying tree shadows, which were annoying to look at.

"Tsk."

Ever since she got close to this place, Su Wanqing has felt inexplicably anxious. She opened a bottle of mineral water and took a sip.

Her boyfriend sat down next to her, put his arm around her shoulder, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Wanqing nestled into her boyfriend's arms like a little bird. Since Lin Zhiyao's disappearance, her relationship with her boyfriend had quickly recovered, and they were even closer than before.

"fine."

Su Wanqing said calmly, her voice a little hoarse.

She coughed uncomfortably and frowned again.

It’s weird.

Since yesterday afternoon, Su Wanqing's throat has been dry and itchy, somewhat like she was about to catch a cold, but completely different.

And it's getting worse.

Su Wanqing was somewhat anxious.

She instinctively sensed danger.

Su Wanqing anxiously pinched her nails, her mind racing, trying to recall if she had come into contact with anything strange in the past few days.

Sudden.

She remembered that it seemed that after she abandoned Lin Zhiyao, a strange smell of humus wafted through the air.

And then, she became like this.

Could it be that he accidentally inhaled some kind of virus?

Su Wanqing felt cold, her complexion turned extremely pale, and her eyes became dark and gloomy.

Lin Zhiyao is such bad luck. Even in death, she still gets a bit of bad luck.

*

Lin Zhiyao was still soaking in the bathtub.

She soaked for about ten minutes before she came out.

Actually, it could have been soaked for longer, because it was really comfortable and smelled wonderful.

But Shen Jin's gaze was too intense and too burning.

It was even hotter than water, making her feel very uncomfortable.

"I...I'm done washing..."

Lin Zhiyao sat in the bathtub with her back to Shen Jin and whispered a reminder, hoping he would avoid her.

"I'll wipe it for you."

Lin Zhiyao was shocked.

What did she hear?

"Splash—" A sound of water.

Rose petals rippled on the water's surface.

Lin Zhiyao couldn't help but turn around from the bathtub, her rosy lips parted into a small "o" shape in shock.

"No, no need!"

Seeing that Shen Jin was not joking at all, Lin Zhiyao quickly blushed and refused, her entire earlobes turning red, and her rounded shoulders that were exposed above the water were also pink.

Shen Jin's Adam's apple bobbed.