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

The night market opens promptly at 8 p.m.

As night fell, light snow began to fall again, and the streetlights shone with a warm glow, creating a hazy and cozy atmosphere amidst the swirling snowflakes.

Given the large flow of people inside, the base set up a checkpoint at the entrance of the night market to ensure that residents had no wounds before allowing them to enter.

Wenren Lei and Fu Yan stood in line, holding umbrellas.

Even though Fu Yan was trying his best to control himself, Wenren Lei's legs still felt a little weak when he walked.

The night market was crowded, but he still wouldn't let Fu Yan hold him.

Fu Yan put his arm around his waist to make it easier for him to walk, and leaned down slightly to ask softly, "Why don't you go home and rest for the night, and come back tomorrow?"

Wenren Lei shook his head repeatedly. This was the first time the night market had opened, and he was determined to participate in such a memorable moment with Fu Yan.

"Holding me up like this makes walking less tiring."

After passing through the checkpoint, the two entered the night market area.

As early as when the wiring in the 11th district began, many residents sensed a business opportunity and went to register stalls.

Everyone was putting in their best effort to make a fortune at the night market.

Therefore, there are many stalls in the night market, but the post-apocalyptic resources are limited, and the types and quantities of items that can be sold are very limited.

However, neither the stall owners nor the residents shopping showed any signs of enthusiasm.

It had been a long time since anyone had seen such a lively scene, and Wenrenlei even saw many people secretly wiping away tears.

Wenren Lei sighed, "Life is not easy for anyone."

The street was bustling with people, and Fu Yan carefully held Wenren Lei to his side, saying, "Things will get better from now on."

Wenren Lei took a deep breath of the cold air and shivered: "It does feel a bit like the pre-apocalyptic world."

Cheng Nianli, Chi Qingmo, and Meng An (Meng Fan's sister) also applied for a temporary stall. The three of them, along with Han Mingyue, sold rice, noodles, and cooking oil, taking the opportunity to train the little girl.

Wenren Lei and Fu Yan watched from afar.

The four people sat in a row in front of a cloth, whispering to each other. On the cloth were some bulging little cloth bags.

Whenever a resident buys a cloth bag, Han Mingyue takes a new small cloth bag from the cart behind her and carefully places it in the empty space.

Cheng Nianli caught a glimpse of Wenren Lei and waved to him across the crowd.

Fu Yan turned his head and asked, "Do you want to go take a look?"

Wenren Lei raised her hand and waved at Cheng Nianli, then gently shook her head: "I'm not going. Don't be so straight-manly. This is their girls' get-together. If we go, we'll disturb their gossip."

Fu Yan reached out and tightened his scarf for him: "I understand."

"Besides, today is just the two of us." Wenren Lei took Fu Yan's hand. "Come on, Mr. Wenren will pay for everything today."

Just then, a father and son walked past them.

The child got tired and stretched out his arms, pleading, "Daddy! Carry me!"

Wenren Lei was still wondering how to carry him when she saw the father squat down, lift the child high, and let the little guy ride on his shoulders.

"Let's go!" the child said, raising a fist.

"Let's go!" The father carried the child and slowly merged into the crowd.

Wenren Lei lowered her head and laughed out loud: "That's fun."

Fu Yan suddenly bent down.

The next second, Wenren Lei felt dizzy and disoriented. When he regained his balance, he found himself sitting on Fu Yan's neck.

"Fu Yan!" Wenren Lei exclaimed softly, "Put me down! There are people all around!"

Fu Yan gripped his leg tightly: "Sit tight, let's go~"

Wenren Lei froze, then burst out laughing. He reached out and pinched Fu Yan's ear: "You're so childish."

Fu Yan also laughed out loud: "Really?"

Wenren Lei curled the corners of her lips into a smile: "Foolish."

He folded his umbrella and looked up at the falling snowflakes—so this is what it feels like to sit on broad shoulders.

Fu Yan stood in front of a stall. The stall owner's cart was filled with colorful crystal candies. The candies were very small, only about the size of a fingernail.

He asked, "Boss, how much is this?"

The stall owner smiled and replied, "Sir, candy is a rare commodity in this apocalypse. Three candies for one point."

Wenren Lei raised his voice above Fu Yan's head and said, "Give me three points." He was thinking about how he wanted to be with Fu Yan for a long time.

The stall owner immediately beamed, quickly packed the candies, and handed them to Fu Yan: "It's our opening day, so I'm giving you two an extra one. Wishing you both a very successful business!"

Wenren Lei handed the ID card to Fu Yan: "Thank you for your kind words."

After accumulating points, Fu Yan continued strolling around, carrying Wenren Lei. He peeled open a piece of candy and offered it to her: "Try it."

Wenren Lei lowered her head, put the candy in her mouth, and smacked her lips. Her eyes lit up, and she said happily, "Sweet, sweeter than any candy I've ever eaten before."

Fu Yan gently pinched the soft flesh on his leg: "It is very sweet."

The two shopped and bought things along the way, but they still couldn't spend 100 points.

Wenren Lei rubbed Fu Yan's head, holding the identity card with a hint of melancholy: "I only have eighty-odd points left. I want to spend a fortune on my sweetheart, but why is it so difficult?"

Fu Yan chuckled: "We come here often. Once we have enough supplies, your eighty-something points probably won't be enough."

Wenren Lei took a bite of the fried pork belly: "Don't worry about not having enough money. I'll take on more missions and I can support you."

Fu Yan said, "Thank you, Young Master Wenren."

"Don't spoil him." Wenren Yu's voice suddenly came from behind.

Fu Yan hefted Wenren Lei, who was perched on his neck, and said indifferently, "I didn't really spoil her that much."

Wenren Yu looked the two of them up and down, then chuckled.

Gu Zhengming raised his chin at Wenren Lei and teased, "You've grown so tall in just one day."

Wenren Lei was in a good mood and didn't bother arguing with him. She waved the crispy pork in her hand and said, "I bought it for four points. Want to try some?"

Gu Zhengming shook his head: "Thank you, little chief. We won't try it. We'll go take a look over there and won't disturb you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wenren Yu waved to Wenren Lei and left with Gu Zhengming.

Gu Zhengming opened his umbrella, sheltering them both: "Wenren Yu, does this count as a date?"

Wenren Yu stepped past Gu Zhengming and said, "If you're too free, go back to headquarters and work overtime."

Gu Zhengming shamelessly pressed on, "Then holding hands is fine, right? There are so many people here, I'm scared."

"Have some shame." Wenren Yu took a deep breath and quickened her pace.

Gu Zhengming sighed, "We're both men, yet we're still shy about holding hands."

Wenren Yu paused, looking expressionlessly at Gu Zhengming, who was a head taller than him.

Gu Zhengming immediately dropped his playful grin: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Wenren Yu raised her hand, grabbed him by the back of the neck, and forced him forward: "Mr. Gu, are you satisfied with this?"

Gu Zhengming was forced to bend down and staggered to catch up: "Satisfied, satisfied, Ayu, you're so kind."

On the other side, Wenren Lei was still waving happily when she suddenly stopped, belatedly shaking her leg and nudging Fu Yan: "Was my brother taken away by Gu Zhengming?"

Fu Yan nodded: "That's right."