Chapter 10
You don't want your boyfriend to die either, do you?
Since we've decided to try a real connection...
Therefore, the number one Red Phoenix in front of us is naturally the most suitable.
Chen Yu's fingertips rested on Deng Yuxin's back and began to move.
His fingertips traced the lines of her slightly hunched spine, vertebra by vertebra, through the thin JK uniform shirt.
The force was very light, almost imperceptible.
"Waaah..."
Deng Yuxin made a nasal sound in her sleep.
Her breathing seemed to begin to quicken...
Until Chen Yu's warm palm left his back and moved to the front.
"uh-huh..."
"Zihao, stop fooling around..."
Deng Yuxin's body trembled violently, as if she had been electrocuted, and she shrank completely into Chen Yu's arms.
But then...
She seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned around—
In the dim light...
What came into view was not her boyfriend Zhang Zihao's familiar face!
"!!!"
Deng Yuxin's pupils contracted, and the immense shame made her body stiffen!
She opened her mouth to scream, but then remembered that her boyfriend was downstairs and her classmate was next door, so she quickly shut up!
"Chen Yu..."
"I...I didn't...I didn't know, I thought you..."
She stammered as she tried to push Chen Yu away.
But Chen Yu firmly wrapped his arms around her body, holding her even more securely in his embrace.
"You thought I was Zhang Zihao?"
Chen Yu finished the sentence for her, his tone flat: "You climbed into bed yourself and snuggled into my arms. I didn't move an inch throughout the whole process."
Deng Yuxin didn't dare to struggle too much, she could only twist her body slightly, trying to get out of Chen Yu's embrace.
"I...I'm so sleepy, I forgot there were other people in the room...Please, let me go first, otherwise if Zihao sees me, or if someone else sees me..."
She didn't finish her sentence.
Chen Yu shook his head: "I can let you go, but Zhang Zihao will die."
"?"
Deng Yuxin trembled violently, and she looked up at him, asking, "What...what do you mean?"
Chen Yu said calmly, "He was grabbed by the wrist by a zombie earlier today, right?"
"No!"
Deng Yuxin instinctively retorted, "Absolutely not! Zihao... he just got a scratch on the back of his left hand from the protruding metal sheet! I saw it, he even showed it to me!"
Chen Yu interrupted her: "He lied to you."
Deng Yuxin frowned: "You're lying to me, how could that be..."
Chen Yu continued, "The edges of that wound are black, so it's not a scratch at all, but a fingernail scratch. He probably rarely used his left hand while escaping, and was afraid to make any movements, right?"
Deng Yuxin was stunned. Chen Yu's description was so detailed that she couldn't help but start to recall.
Still shaken from the daytime ordeal, she hadn't looked that closely, but Zihao did consistently keep his left hand tucked in.
Could it be...?
Chen Yu calmly said, "He was afraid of being seen as a source of infection and being ostracized, so he made up a reason."
"Unfortunately, he can fool others, but he can't fool me."
Everything Chen Yu said was, of course, false.
The story about Zhang Zihao's left hand injury was just a pretext to fool Deng Yuxin.
As for why he rarely uses his left hand and is hesitant to make movements...
Actually: When you're hurt, you shrink back.
But as someone involved, Deng Yuxin found it difficult to react.
"How could you possibly know so much?"
Deng Yuxin's voice began to tremble: "Zihao...did he really get scratched by a zombie?"
Then, she suddenly realized something, and her eyes widened abruptly.
Predict future?
Seeing the look of sudden realization in her eyes, Chen Yu nodded: "I can see some fragments, including him developing a fever and becoming delirious after dawn, eventually turning into a zombie!"
Deng Yuxin's tears instantly burst forth, rolling down her cheeks in large drops.
She gripped Chen Yu's clothes tightly, looking up at him: "Chen Yu! You're so amazing, you can foresee the future, you must know how to save him, right?"
"Chen Yu, we're classmates, and we were assigned a vehicle. Please, save Zihao! I'll do anything to save him!"
Chen Yu remained silent, not answering immediately, but simply watching her cry with calm eyes.
a long time.
Chen Yu slid his fingers down to Deng Yuxin's chin, lifting her cheek: "You're right, I have a way to keep him alive, but it comes at a price."
Deng Yuxin's eyes widened in curiosity: "Wh...what price?"
Chen Yu said calmly, "I need you to obey me."
"I'll be good! I'll definitely be good!"
Deng Yuxin couldn't wait to express her opinion.
"No,"
Chen Yu shook his head and pressed his thumb against her soft lips: "It's not about verbal obedience."
Chen Yu's gaze slowly moved from her tear-filled eyes to her lips, and then down to her neck and slightly open collar.
"From this moment on, you will completely and utterly listen to me, understand?"
Chen Yu lowered his voice even further: "If you can't do it, then you can expect to be collecting Zhang Zihao's corpse. I'm not going to help him for no reason, right?"
Deng Yuxin's eyes were filled with tears.
She bit her lower lip, and said with a hint of humiliation, "Okay...I...I'll listen to you, Chen Yu..."
Just then—
"Clatter".
"Clatter".
"Clatter".
Clear footsteps came from downstairs.
They are going up the stairs.
The only person who could have come here from the first floor is Zhang Zihao.
Clearly, he was not comfortable with his girlfriend being with Chen Yu.
Deng Yuxin's eyes widened in panic, and she instinctively tried to jump out of Chen Yu's arms.
However, Chen Yu reacted faster and calmer than her.
"Shh-"
He suddenly tightened his grip on Deng Yuxin's arm and covered her mouth with his other hand before she could even gasp.
Immediately afterwards, use your waist muscles.
Before Zhang Zihao could even open the door, he rolled away and headed for the bathroom.
"Squeak—"
The door opened.
In the dim light, Zhang Zihao stood at the door, frowning as he scanned the room.
His gaze fell on the slightly messy but empty bed, where the sheets still bore the marks of someone lying down.
"Yuxin?"
Zhang Zihao tentatively called out, "Are you here?"
No one answered.
Only his own breathing could be heard.
Zhang Zihao frowned even more deeply and stepped inside.
The room was small and almost completely exposed.
The bed was empty, and the wardrobe door was closed.
His gaze eventually drifted to the side, to the glass door of the bathroom.
Theoretically, without water and electricity, Yuxin shouldn't be inside.
But this room is so small...
There's nowhere else to hide except in the bathroom.
Zhang Zihao walked to the bathroom door and knocked gently.
"Yuxin? Are you inside?"