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

It was a night with very few stars.

The shelter's loudspeaker suddenly ordered everyone to assemble in the square.

When Lin Zhiyao arrived, a large crowd had already gathered in the square.

A middle-aged man in uniform stood on the stage, holding a document in his hand, and was reading it aloud.

"...In order to ensure the continuation of humanity, the Vault Management Committee has decided that, effective immediately, all healthy single men and women aged 22 to 35 must register for marriage. Matches will be randomly assigned by the system and cannot be changed once determined. Those who refuse to cooperate will have all supplies revoked and will be expelled from the Vault."

The audience erupted in uproar.

Lin Zhiyao stood in the crowd, her hands and feet were ice cold.

The staff quickly found her, handed her a form, and said in an unyielding tone, "Lin Zhiyao, go to the auditorium in Section B at 3 PM tomorrow. Your assigned partner will be waiting for you there."

Lin Zhiyao took the form and looked at the unfamiliar name on it.

She didn't know this person.

But she did not resist.

What's the point of resistance? Canceling rations and expelling people from shelters—what's the difference between that and death?

Besides, her asthma medication would eventually run out, and she would make it clear to the man that she was dying. If they could live together respectfully without sleeping together... it didn't seem so bad.

Lin Zhiyao folded the form, put it in her pocket, and turned to walk back to her room.

She went to bed early that night.

So she didn't know that the first zombie had suddenly appeared outside the outer wall of the shelter.

Then came the second, the third, the tenth, the hundredth, the thousandth...

Densely packed, a dark mass, surging in from all directions like a tide, completely surrounding the entire shelter.

At three in the morning, the alarm blared through the night sky.

"Zombie siege! Zombie siege! All combat personnel, take your positions immediately! All civilians, assemble in the central square!"

Lin Zhiyao was awakened by the alarm and sat up abruptly in bed.

She rushed to the window, pulled back the curtains, and froze on the spot when she saw the scene outside.

Outside the wall, there was an endless horde of zombies.

They stood there silently, like a black wall, completely enclosing the refuge.

The searchlight swept across their faces, revealing rotting, intact, and murky eyes that reflected an eerie light.

There are too many.

There were ten times, a hundred times more than she had seen on the highway.

Machine guns and rifles fired simultaneously, bullets raining down, but it was useless against the endless horde of zombies.

"How could this happen..."

Lin Zhiyao muttered to herself, her legs so weak she could barely stand.

A large crowd had already gathered in the square, with cries, shouts, and prayers mingling together. Lin Zhiyao was swept along by the flow of people when suddenly, a scream rang out from the crowd, and then, like ants that had been scalded, the screams scattered in all directions from the spot.

Lin Zhiyao saw Su Wanqing.

At this moment, Su Wanqing's face was as pale as paper, her pupils were dilated, and the whites of her eyes were gradually covered by a grayish-blue color.

"Ho—!"

Su Wanqing arched her body, mutated, and made a gurgling sound in her throat.

Screams erupted all around, people scattered and fled, and the guards raised their guns, aiming them at Su Wanqing.

Su Wanqing raised her head, her cloudy eyes sweeping across the crowd before finally settling on Lin Zhiyao.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The bullet pierced Su Wanqing's body, but she seemed to feel no pain and continued to walk towards Lin Zhiyao step by step.

Her lips moved, emitting a hoarse sound, as if squeezed from deep within her throat—

"Go out...of the city...to see...me..."

That was Shen Jin's voice.

Lin Zhiyao's blood froze instantly.

She got it.

Shen Jin did all of this.

He used zombies to besiege the city and the lives of countless people in the shelter to force her out.

Su Wanqing took two more steps forward, and more bullets pierced her body. She finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to her knees.

But she still raised her head, her cloudy eyes fixed on Lin Zhiyao, her lips moving as she repeated those words: "Out...the...city...to...me..."

A bullet to the head.

A deathly silence fell over the square.

Lin Zhiyao stood there, trembling like a leaf.

She looked at Su Wanqing's corpse, at the terrified crowd around her, and at the dense horde of zombies outside the wall, and tears silently streamed down her face.

She had no choice.

She never had a choice.

*

Outside the wall.

Shen Jin held a bright red fruit in his hand, his face gloomy.

For the first three days after Lin Zhiyao escaped, Shen Jin would sneak into the shelter every night, stand outside her room window, and look at her sleeping face.

Shen Jin had assumed that since she had suffered in the refuge, she would naturally know how good he was and would undoubtedly return to his side.

But on the third night, when Shen Jin was looking forward to the weary bird returning to its nest, the bird failed to keep its promise.

Shen Jin should have just taken Lin Zhiyao away.

But in order to completely cure Lin Zhiyao's asthma, he had to wait for the fruit of life to ripen. Yes, when Shen Jin was by Lin Zhiyao's side, he used his blood to nourish her and restore her life force. His sudden departure from the villa was also for this fruit.

The fruit must be picked within two hours of ripening, or it will rot. He had to stay there day and night, watching helplessly as Lin Zhiyao gradually adapted to life in the shelter.

She looked extremely happy, as if she had completely forgotten about him.

Shen Jin's face darkened as he listened to the information that Su Wanqing, who was already half-zombie and had been placed in the shelter, had seen.

What he found even more unbearable was that she had agreed to marry another man and wanted to have a child with him.

She was his, Shen Jin's, woman. From the inside out, every strand of her hair and every inch of her skin belonged to him.

He nourished her with his blood, sustaining her life; their blood was intertwined, their bones intertwined, inseparable.

She hasn't even metabolized what belonged to him yet, and the marks he left behind haven't been erased, and she already wants to throw herself into another man's arms? Did Shen Jin even allow it?

Shen Jin felt that he had been good enough to her, cooking for her by hand, holding her in his palm as if afraid of breaking her, and even thinking about taking her to see the beautiful scenery of the world after healed her.

But now it seems...

He's still too gentle.

That's why Lin Zhiyao had the illusion that she could leave him.

Shen Jin sneered, thinking of the countless sex shops he had passed on his way to find the Fruit of Life. Out of pity for her, he hadn't planned to go too far.

But now, Lin Zhiyao needs to remember deeply whose person she truly is.

In a way she will never forget.

At this moment, inside the walled area.

Lin Zhiyao understood Shen Jin's meaning, and taking advantage of the chaos and lack of attention, she secretly walked out of the shelter through the side door.

The moment the door opened, the zombie horde parted to the sides, like Moses parting the sea, making way for a passage.

At the end of the passage stood a familiar black figure, tall and long-legged, with a familiar silver lapel pin that gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

It's Shen Jin.

After not seeing him for many days, his face was even paler, almost deathly pale, and the dark circles under his eyes were as dark as ink, as if he hadn't rested for a long time.

Lin Zhiyao swallowed hard, her limbs weak, and walked over step by step.

The zombies lowered their heads, whimpering in submission, and made way for her.

She stopped in front of Shen Jin, not daring to look up.

"Yaoyao," Shen Jin spoke, his voice hoarse like sandpaper scraping, "Why did you run away?"

Lin Zhiyao stammered, "I..."

"Baby, you broke your promise."

Shen Jin interrupted her, his fingers tightening around the fruit, bright red juice seeping from between his fingers and dripping like blood onto his tiger's mouth.

"Why are you being so naughty? You promised me you'd wait for me to come back."

The next second, the blood-stained tiger's mouth pressed tightly against Lin Zhiyao's chin, forcing her to raise her head.

Lin Zhiyao met Shen Jin's cold, fox-like eyes directly.

There seemed to be no emotion inside, only an unfathomable darkness and an extreme, suppressed rage.