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

The next day, Lin Zhiyao was woken up by the warm sunshine.

She opened her eyes to find herself on a soft mattress, wearing a brand-new light pink dress. The fabric was even more delicate than the white dress she had worn the night before, with a band of subtle lace adorning the neckline and tiny lilies of the valley embroidered on the chest. It was an exquisite little dress in the style of a noble princess.

In a daze, Lin Zhiyao reached out with her weak hand and found that there was no one beside her.

Shen Jin is not here.

Only a lingering, strange, decadent sweet scent in the air told her that what happened last night was indeed true.

Lin Zhiyao propped herself up on the mattress and sat up. Her waist felt like it had been disassembled and reassembled. Her inner thighs were slightly swollen. When her neckline slipped down, several dark red marks were revealed on her collarbone.

Not a dream.

Lin Zhiyao hurriedly pulled her collar up, and when her fingers touched the marks, she recoiled from the heat.

She bit her lip and looked around. The pharmacy was in a mess, with shelves overturned and medicine boxes scattered all over the floor. Only the pile of bread and drinking water in the corner was still intact.

Lin Zhiyao breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately felt ashamed because of it.

She was indeed happy and even relaxed that Shen Jin wasn't there, but she also felt that she shouldn't feel this way.

Lin Zhiyao wasn't stupid. Putting aside the fact that Shen Jin had specially brought her to the pharmacy to find medicine for her, she could now understand that the supplies in the corner were prepared by Shen Jin for her.

She was very grateful and had no way to repay the kindness.

But this doesn't mean Lin Zhiyao is prepared to sacrifice herself to repay Shen Jin by staying with him forever.

Because she was afraid of Shen Jin.

She was afraid of those cold, gray eyes, afraid of the force with which he kissed her, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

She was even more afraid of his body, which had no heartbeat but could make her feel hot all over and her palms numb.

Thinking back to last night, Lin Zhiyao's ears involuntarily burned. Shen Jin had told her he was going to take her somewhere, but it was probably just something he said casually.

Men, once they turn into zombies, can't be trusted with what they say in bed.

Lin Zhiyao knew perfectly well that she had to go to the shelter.

Putting aside everything else, the longest shelf life of asthma inhalers is only two years. Only the shelter has a chance to rebuild the industrial system, and only then can she survive.

Lin Zhiyao, supporting her aching and exhausted body, stood up and staggered to the back of the pharmacy counter. She found a pen that could still write and continued studying the forgotten map.

She marked the location of the shelter, about 300 kilometers away, separated by two abandoned cities and a wetland park marked as a "high-risk infection zone".

Lin Zhiyao picked up a pen from the store, chose a blueberry bread, and ate it in small bites, her gaze focused.

The pen scratched across the paper as she marked three possible routes, then crossed them out one by one.

It's too far. There are zombies everywhere. She couldn't possibly get there by herself.

Lin Zhiyao was anxious.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Zhiyao's hand trembled, and the pen drew a long ink mark on the map.

She turned around abruptly, and Shen Jin was already standing behind her, his black trench coat spotless, and his silver lapel pin gleaming coldly in the morning light.

"I...I..."

Lin Zhiyao instinctively hid the map behind her back, but then realized that the action was too obvious, and her fingers froze in mid-air.

Shen Jin's gaze fell on the map on her lap, then slowly moved upwards, sweeping over her panicked almond eyes, and finally resting on her slightly swollen lips and the bread crumbs stuck to the corners of her lips.

"Yao Yao".

Shen Jin chuckled softly and called her affectionately.

Lin Zhiyao felt inexplicably scared.

"Are you trying to run away?"

Shen Jin instantly appeared in front of Lin Zhiyao, grabbed her chin, and lifted it up, forcing her to look only at him. "I just praised you for being good yesterday, how come you're causing me so much trouble today?"

"I......"

Before Lin Zhiyao could answer, Shen Jin delivered a punitive kiss with astonishing force.

Lin Zhiyao instantly felt breathless and could only passively follow Shen Jin's rhythm. Her tongue soon went numb from being kissed.

After a long while.

Lin Zhiyao felt like she was about to be kissed to death in Shen Jin's arms.

Shen Jin finally released her lips.

"There must be no next time."

After enjoying a satisfying meal, Shen Jin realized that Yao Yao was currently in his arms and could not escape anywhere, nor was it possible for her to escape. Only then did the terrifying anger that had suddenly risen in his heart dissipate.

Shen Jin kneaded Lin Zhiyao's rosy lips tightly, and couldn't help but kiss them again, until her eyes turned red. He then licked her reddened eyes before finally withdrawing his lips.

Shen Jin licked his lips contentedly, his tone languid yet undeniable, "We'll leave in ten minutes."

"Where to?"

"A good place."

Lin Zhiyao tightened her grip on the map.

She didn't want to leave; she wanted to say she wanted to go to the shelter.

But when she met Shen Jin's light gray eyes, all the words stuck in her throat.

"......good."

Lin Zhiyao lowered her eyes, slowly folded the map and stuffed it into her skirt pocket, then went to the corner to tidy up the pile of supplies.

Shen Jin watched her movements, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

"No need to bring it."

"But--"

I said, you don't need to bring it.

Lin Zhiyao dared not move again.

"Ten minutes isn't for doing useless things. In that case, let's just go."

Shen Jin stepped forward, bent down and picked her up. Then, he deliberately took out a map from her pocket and, right in front of her, flicked his fingertips, turning the map into powder that could never be restored.

This completely extinguished her thoughts of escaping.

Lin Zhiyao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she dared not move again.

Shen Jin's arms were still cold and strong, probably because he was angry again, which made her waist hurt.

Lin Zhiyao froze, not daring to struggle, only feeling the hem of his trench coat brush against her bare calves again, the familiar touch making her shiver with cold.

"pay close attention."

Before he could finish speaking, the scene before him suddenly distorted.

Lin Zhiyao instinctively hugged Shen Jin's neck tightly. The wind rushed into her ears. With her eyes closed, she could only feel him moving at high speed. Each time he landed, it was as light as a feather touching the ground, and he would bounce up again in an instant.

When I opened my eyes again.

She stood in front of a huge, neatly manicured lawn.

The sun was shining brightly, and the air was filled with the sweet fragrance of honeysuckle, a flower blooming in late spring and early summer.

In the distance, there is a continuous cluster of European-style villas with red tiles and white walls. A fountain gurgles in the center of the square, and the water is so clear that you can see the pebbles at the bottom of the pool.

The villa in the very center occupies a vast area, with floor-to-ceiling windows reflecting dazzling light.

There were even several luxury cars covered with dust covers parked at the entrance.

Lin Zhiyao was stunned.

Everything before my eyes felt like a distant memory, as if the apocalypse had never come.

"Go in."

Shen Jin put her down, placed his hand on her lower back, and pushed her towards the villa.

The door had a fingerprint lock. Shen Jin pressed his thumb on it, the red light flashed twice, and the green light came on.

The moment the door opened, a blast of cold air hit her, and Lin Zhiyao shivered from the cold. Shen Jin had already taken off his trench coat and wrapped it around her.

The trench coat was too big, covering her completely, leaving only her pale face visible.

"Second floor," Shen Jin said.

He half-carried Lin Zhiyao upstairs. The stairs were spiral, and the handrails were smooth and cold. The door to the master bedroom on the second floor was open, and she peeked in, her almond-shaped eyes widening in surprise.

The room was large, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking a private swimming pool where the water shimmered.

The bed was covered with silk bedding, and an air purifier was still running on the bedside table, humming out fragrant air.

What shocked her even more was the bathroom. Behind the frosted glass door, the bathtub was already filled with water, rose petals floated on the surface, and steam rose. It was clear that someone had specially prepared and taken care of it.

"you......"

Lin Zhiyao turned her head to ask Shen Jin how he did it, but saw him standing in front of the wardrobe, taking out a nightgown from inside.

"Take a shower first."

Shen Jin threw her nightgown on the bed. "Then go downstairs for dinner. You're weak; you can't just eat bread."

Lin Zhiyao stood still, clutching the pile of soft fabric, looking hesitantly at the misty glass door.

Although you won't be seen naked.

But you will definitely see a faint curve.

Lin Zhiyao wanted Shen Jin to avoid her.

Shen Jin turned and glanced at her, his expression a half-smile. "What, need my help?"

"No, no need!"

Lin Zhiyao hurriedly grabbed her nightgown and rushed into the bathroom. Well, as long as she was far away, things should be much better.

As she was thinking this, she reached out to lock the door, but the door was blocked by an arm as strong as an iron arm.

Lin Zhiyao's round almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at Shen Jin's handsome face through the crack in the door in a panic.

Shen Jin strode in confidently, leaning against the frosted glass door, his gray eyes fixed on her. "Go take a shower."

His tone was calm.

It's as if they're just saying how nice the weather is today.

Lin Zhiyao stood frozen in place, not moving.

Her face turned bright red with embarrassment.

Shen Jin curled his lips, his tone nonchalant, "What are you afraid of? I've seen you everywhere before."

"Hmm? You're right, Yao Yao."

The already intimate nickname was deliberately uttered in a lazy and tender tone, blending into the rising steam, lingering and alluring.