Translator: transcendentwings
Translator’s Note: Update 1/2, I’m so sorry with the lateness of recent updates, it’s been an eventful couple of weeks at work and in life, gomen~
Zhao He had a niggling feeling that earlier there was a strange atmosphere between Qi Yan and Song Fei. That sort of peculiarity didn’t have a specific incident that stood testament to its abnormality, it was only a conjecture, the plain and simple instinct of a pure man.
Under these circumstances, that notion grew even stronger.
The person upstairs was actually quite considerate, seeing that he couldn’t figure it out even after all this time, he volunteered: “Ai, don’t bother, let me tell you directly. . .”
“No need!” Zhao He instinctively refused, examining his conscience, he really didn’t want to achieve a deeper understanding.
However, after such a ruckus, he felt that his body had regained some warmth. Being moved and motivated by Qi Yan merely warmed up his heart, and after a few rounds of “cordial conversation” with Song Fei, his blood returned to his four limbs.
Sure enough, positive energy empowers for an instant while negative energy was infinite.
“Zhao He!” He Zhiwen, who had been just listening quietly, had this nagging feeling that if he still chose to not interject, as a classmate from the same class, he would be letting the fiend duo of Class 1 bully him to death. Moreover, he was also against Zhao He’s practice of staying overnight on the apple tree as it would be tantamount to treating his life like a joke.
His old friend’s shout out warmed Zhao He’s heart and tears filled his eyes: “Little He—”
“Those two really are very powerful, far beyond what you and I imagined. I believe in them, so you believe me this time. Don’t make any noises in a bit, let us lure the zombies over and then you should hurry back to the canteen!”
“. . .” After the protracted battle between man and the heavens above, Zhao He gritted his teeth: “Deal!”
He didn’t trust Song Fei whose mouth was running a mile a minute, but he couldn’t not believe in the honest and frank He Zhiwen. Although he didn’t know what kind of battle took place in the Gewu Building for the trio nor what kind of abilities Song Fei and Qi Yan exhibited, but He Zhiwen’s phrases of “very powerful” and “far beyond imagination” seemed to genuinely come from the bottom of the heart and even across the distance, he could pick up on its sincerity and staunchness.
The frigid winds blew, and the frozen face only felt as if something gentle caressed it in passing.
Zhao He adjusted his breathing, calmed down, and made his sense of existence gradually thin, turning into a thick and bulky branch on the apple tree.
Without needing further communication, in the sudden silence, He Zhiwen was already enlightened. His battle prowess may not be as high as Song Fei and his physical fitness may not give Zhao He a run for his money, but he offered the same sincere dedication to his comrades—
“Hey! We’re on this side! Look over here ah!!!”
The volume of He Zhiwen’s voice was very loud, one could tell that he was giving it his all.
However, even after his final syllable dissipated into the distant sky, there was absolutely no movement from the apple tree side.
Zhao He felt that even if it was just a mere zombie that bounded over, then it would be considered a success for his comrade-in-arms. Yet, there truly weren’t any. Even the terrifying faces that were originally facing Zhao He lit up with excitement also dimmed, their gazes gradually becoming empty, and their expressions dazed. Sixty-nine heads huddled together bore a striking resemblance to a large group picture—[ Cold and indifferent.jpg ].
Zhao He sighed, seducing the enemy was also about talent, he wanted to tell He Zhiwen, forget it, don’t force it.
But he was currently trying to make the zombies think of him as a branch thus it was actually inconvenient for him to speak.
Fortunately, He-tongxue upstairs passed on the spirit of his predecessors in carrying out experiments. If this material wasn’t good, then try another. Very quickly, a slightly restrained and shy singing voice replaced the roar—
“Can you give me the time for one song~~Tighten that hug into forever~~You don’t have to be afraid of insomnia in my arms~~If you want to forget then I can also get amnesia~~”
There was a rustling commotion below the tree.
Obviously, songs were still more attractive than shouting. It was a mystery whether this was instinctual for the zombies or if this was the sentiment for music cultivated by their prey.
Finally, some zombies started to make an about face and walk towards the base of the building below where the three of them were located.
If there was one, then there will be two, with two, it will progress to three.
However, the number and speed of those departing was far from enough!
It was as if the zombies were unsure whether there was prey on that side or if it was just an illusion. They approached with swaying movements, carrying the mentality of just going to have a look, however a greater number of them chose to stay after a moment’s hesitation. Zhao He wanted to cry after such a display of devoted love. What was more terrible was that if it was this type of efficiency that kept up, they might not have all dispersed cleanly even after it hit daybreak. . .
“Can you give me the time for one song~~”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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Ktlr kjr j nfgs vloolmeia vfmlrlbc ab wjxf jr lo tf kfgf atf bcis bcf ktb mbeiv ktlq j mbeqif bo rbcur jcv rlcu kfii, yea atf rlaejalbc kjr rb egufca atja tf mbeivc’a joobgv ab yf wbvfra jcswbgf—
“I have no money~~I’m shameless~~I just want a little bit of her tenderness~~I have no money~~I’m shameless~I just want a little bit of her love~~~”
As soon as Song Fei’s dynamic rhythm began, the disturbance under the apple tree suddenly became more intense. After those two sentences were sung, the zombies scattered in all directions with a hualala, and each chose their favorite method to sprint towards the Gewu Building. There were some who took small steps at a high frequency, others with big strides at a steady rhythm, those who were charging rampantly, and still more who preferred to circle around. All in all, after less than ten seconds, the area below the apple tree was emptied out.
If it weren’t for the fact that it was too far away, Zhao He would’ve definitely given Song Fei a thumbs up, even two!
The opportunity couldn’t be missed. Zhao He immediately mobilized all of his muscles in preparation to descend the tree, but after trying a few times, he abruptly realized that his body didn’t obey him anymore. It was as if his brain and his body were segregated into two different spaces, the former lost the ability to command the latter. He clearly wanted to move his arms and legs, but his arms and legs remained motionless.
Startled, Zhao He broke out into a cold sweat.
He made another attempt, but it still didn’t work, and his body seemed to have stiffened into a block of wood with his blood flow obstructed and the nerves necrotic, all he had was a brain that could still think and move a little.
“Zhao He, what are you waiting for ne—”
In between verses, Song God Sòng didn’t forget to divide some attention to him.
But such attention just pushed Zhao He into a sorrier state. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to move, but because he really couldn’t budge at all. Just like how his face was frozen until he couldn’t feel how cold the night wind was, his body was also frozen stiff!
Zhao He became frightened. Although he tried his best to suppress it, the sense of fear from being out of control and the powerless despair that accompanied it was so unavoidably fierce that it shrouded him within overwhelmingly.
“Zhao He,” He Zhiwen also urged anxiously, “Hurry up and run ah—”
Zhao He wanted to respond, but it was as if his throat was blocked, and he couldn’t force out any sounds. Besides, what could he respond with, could he confess that he couldn’t move anymore? While his comrades were working so hard to help him lure the enemy, how could he. . .
“I see, could it be that you are reluctant to part ah!” Song Fei’s enlightened voice suddenly traveled over, full of certainty.
Zhao He was stunned.
He Zhiwen was more baffled than he was: “What is he reluctant to part from?”
“Reluctant to leave the zombies below the tree ah. After all they’ve been together for so long, so it’s not surprising to fall in love.” Song Fei’s thoughtful tone emanated with “I get it” and “Your brother here is an experienced player too”, but then his attitude changed abruptly, “Zhao He! Wake up ba! Human beings and zombies are from different worlds ah—”
If Song Fei was a member of the zombie corps, Zhao He thought, then would his comrades bite him to death, or beat him up first and then devour him? This truly was a question that made one incomparably elated just by thinking about it.
He Zhiwen: “Ah, he moved, he’s alighted from the tree!”
Song Fei: “See, what did I say, he just places too much emphasis on feelings.”
Zhao He: “. . .”
Not being able to see this scum eat sh*t, he wouldn’t be able to rest in peace ah! So what if his frozen body instantly came back to life, he was still terminally ill, yet the moment he saw that this scourge was acting pompous, he could still sit up in shock while dying of an ailment and look forward to another ten years!
The moment his feet landed on the ground, Zhao He looked back at the three figures upstairs full of nostalgia, especially at the one who was waving his hand most vigorously. He hated that he couldn’t just engrave that silhouette onto his heart. After it all, he turned around and swiftly blended into the boundless darkness!
Qi Yan, who hadn’t utilized his freedom of speech in a long time, kept his eye on Zhao He’s figure until it was no longer visible. Only then did he turn around and sit against the wall, trapped in a brief daze, and then slowly breathe a sigh of relief belatedly.
Even so, shrouded in the not-too-strong halo of light from the flashlight, his expression was still calm, so calm that it was somewhat abnormal.
“You’re okay ba.” Song Fei asked worriedly.
Qi Yan shook his head and closed his eyes in exhaustion, but his hand still gripped the spear tightly.
Song Fei suddenly became afraid. In fact, he wasn’t too sure himself what he was afraid of, but his instincts told him that he couldn’t let Qi Yan continue like this. In desperation, he reached out without warning to snatch the spear away.
Qi Yan’s eyes snapped open instantly, and swiftly swept his leg out for a kick!
Qi Yan was sitting, Song Fei was also sitting, in fact, they were face-to-face, thus Qi Yan’s kick connected against Song Fei’s stomach directly!
Song Fei didn’t expect his stress response would be so strong and was struck solidly. It hurt so much that he nearly cried out in pain. He didn’t care about seizing the spear anymore and just hugged Qi Yan’s leg directly for fear that the other would follow up with a second kick.
The moment Qi Yan kicked Song Fei’s stomach, he identified the face in front of him. His heart gave a start as he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his foot. Yet he couldn’t help that the one who received the kick was holding onto his leg with all of his strength, not allowing him to budge even an inch.
Qi Yan simply gave up caring about the leg. Annoyed and distressed, his tone sounded quite agitated: “All was well, so what were you grabbing the spear for!”
Song Fei felt that he suffered an injustice worse than Dou E: “You were half-dead the whole time, didn’t I just want to raise your spirits a little ma!”
Qi Yan made a face: “You try running back and forth for five hours, your Jing-Qi-Shen wouldn’t be as good as mine are now ne.”
“I wasn’t talking about Jing-Qi-Shen, I meant psychologically. Your current state of mind is not sound!” Song Fei was about to die from anxiety, but the more anxious he was, the less chaotic he must be. He tried his best to make his words guide the other patiently and systematically, “Qi Yan, we are already safe. You don’t have to be so high strung anymore, you must let yourself relax completely, do you know what I mean?”
Qi Yan was startled. He didn’t speak, and also didn’t make any further movements, he just stared at Song Fei quietly.
Song Fei just let him look. If it weren’t for the fact that he was hugging the other’s leg, he wouldn’t even have minded sticking even closer to let him have a good look: “I’m safe. I’ve already made it out of the elevator with He Zhiwen. The radio is only a few floors above us, so if the three of us are lucky, then perhaps we’ll succeed in one shot. Just like taking over the supermarket, making a break for the library, or laying siege on the canteen.”
Song Fei couldn’t remember the last time he was so gentle towards Qi Yan, and if Qi Yan didn’t mind, then he wanted to continue to be this tender to him.
“All you have to do now is to not think about anything, relax completely, and get a good night’s sleep.”
Qi Yan blinked and his lips finally parted.
Song Fei’s eyes lit up and then he heard Qi Yan’s voice: “All you have to do now is release my thigh.”
“. . .” God ah, it was really hard to remain affable towards this guy!!!
Tossing his EX’s long leg away with a peng, Song Fei backed up two meters away on his butt, resolutely pulling a short distance away.
Qi Yan retracted his leg that still carried the residual warmth of the embrace and glanced at Song Fei with an eased look. The eyes that were overly calm and collected, finally revealed a faint smile, bringing with it Qi Yan’s unique teasing look that made others detest it with a passion,
Song Fei rolled his eyes at him, but his heart finally settled down. The normal Qi Yan was back. Although it was annoying, it was better that it was familiar, albeit infuriating, at least it was dependable.
“Is your stomach alright?” Qi Yan was still worried and inquired straightforwardly.
Only then did Song Fei remember that he was still injured ne, rubbing his belly angrily he shot back: “I’ll give you a kick for you to try and you’ll know.”
Qi Yan immediately actually spread out his arms and assumed a welcome posture.
Song Fei made a face: “You put your life on the line to save me, not to mention kicking me once, even if it were ten times, I would have to accept it ah.”
Qi Yan went quiet again, but this time he fixed his gaze on Song Fei intensely, numerous emotions surged in his eyes, hot and fervent.
Song Fei was stared at until he became somewhat embarrassed. For some reason, his damp hand suddenly popped into his head, as if even until now, his palm hadn’t dried yet.
He Zhiwen already was pretending that he didn’t exist and secretly watched the pair for a long time. To be precise, since Song Fei and Qi Yan exchanged signals, no, from the time Song Fei declared that Qi Yan would definitely obtain the radio, he had been quiet with envy and fascination toward his good friend. Later when Qi Yan sacrificed his safety to save them and Song Fei proclaimed that Qi Yan could conquer the world while he could best Qi Yan. And then all the way up until just now, when Song Fei was clearly worried about Qi Yan’s psychological state and Qi Yan obviously regretted kicking Song Fei. As a result the two were chatting all choked up, wasn’t this the best evidence indicating a love-hate relationship ma!
How he would love to have a good pal like that. Fighting with each other behind closed doors, but fighting side by side before them!
“What time is it?” Qi Yan eyes were hooded as he gave up.
In fact, Song Fei didn’t really say anything at all, yet it was precisely because he didn’t say anything that Qi Yan suddenly felt extremely tired, and even doubted whether his persistence was necessary.
The flickering doubt that flashed across the other’s eyes made Song Fei’s heart tremble. Vaguely, a bad premonition sprouted, but his hand still cooperated with Qi Yan’s inquiry to dig out his phone.
With the fingerprint recognition, the lock screen unlocked, what appeared on the bright screen wasn’t the cell phone background, but the photo of a pair.
Song Fei, who anticipated displaying the time, was stunned. F*ck, he heard Qi Yan tap out that rhythm in the elevator earlier then forgot about everything else and didn’t use his phone at all after that!
After a jolt, Song Fei came back to his senses and swiftly returned to the main screen in a fumble. Glancing at the time hastily, he didn’t even dare to look up and feigned composure as he reported: “It’s 1:02.”
“Oh.” Qi Yan’s response sounded aloof.
Half of Song Fei’s heart settled down, then he silently raised his head under the pressure still exerted by the other half of his heart to peek at Qi Yan.
The result was that he was met with a smirking handsome face.
He was seen through.
Song Fei closed his eyes, feeling like he had nothing left to live for. Gritting his teeth, he opened his mouth again and confessed bluntly: “I was really at a loss in the elevator, and pondered, whether you would actually come to save me ne, if you didn’t come. . .”
“You were going to catch the final plane of your life facing my photo?”
“. . . I just wanted to remember you even after I die and not let you off even as a ghost!”
Qi Yan was uncontrollably amused by Song Fei’s explanation with his teeth and claws bared and grew more curious at the same time: “What if I came?”
Song Fei shrugged, then looked into Qi Yan’s eyes and enunciated word by word: “Then I’d request to reconcile.”
Qi Yan froze and looked at him in disbelief, rendered speechless for a long time.
He Zhiwen also stiffened and glanced at the two incredulously, completely forgetting that the art of speaking still existed in this world.
Song Fei wasn’t concerned about He Zhiwen. He only held one man in his eyes right now, however this man also made him stumble into a really awkward position: “Wei, you sought to get back together first so according to logic, all I have to do is just nod my head right now. I was afraid that you would be too passive and was kind enough to set up a flight of steps for you, so what do you mean by remaining silent ah!”
Qi Yan still didn’t speak and only abruptly raised a hand to slap himself in the face!
Song Fei was startled into stupidity and hastily grabbed Qi Yan’s hand, fearing that he would continue to act rash and impetuous. His words were practically heart-wrenching: “If you don’t agree, then just don’t agree, don’t carry out self-harm ah! I just won’t entangle with you, okay!”
Someone please tell him why the daily event of a gay man seeking reconciliation was developing in the direction of magic realism ah!
The hand that was held by Song Fei, suddenly flipped around and took the initiative to interlace their ten fingers together.
“It’s not a dream ah.”
Qi Yan finally spoke, still immersed in a doubtful trance.
Song Fei was an amalgamation of frowning, speechlessness, and having a breakdown, yet what triumphed in the end was copious amounts of distress and he directly beckoned: “He Zhiwen, come here.”
He-tongxue already couldn’t understand how his good pals were only clasping hands but no matter what angle one viewed it from, it just seemed like a dog abusing world. After being called over like this, his self whose mind already blue-screened, approached closer subconsciously: “En?”
Song Fei unceremoniously pinched his round face. It was fleshy with ample material to use force.
He Zhiwen howled: “Ouch, it hurts—”
Song Fei let go of his comrade-in-arms, sniffed, then bared his teeth at Qi Yan: “You see, it isn’t.”
Qi Yan’s line of sight finally stopped wandering and gradually settled down. It was precisely this face, which made others love it to death when in love, and was maddening when crazily irksome: “How did I get mixed up with you. . .”
Others listened to words of love when getting back together, while he was graced with complaints during reconciliation. Song Fei rolled his eyes, then yanked Qi Yan over to kiss him fiercely in a rush before the mutual bickering mode was turned on!
Qi Yan never had a passive personality. Cupping the back of Song Fei’s head forcefully, he deepened the kiss.
He Zhiwen backed away quietly, got up and walked to stand before another window. Covering half his face, he gazed at the moon.
Song Fei said that it wasn’t and Qi Yan believed it, but he did not. This was definitely a dream.
In the dream, there was a viral outbreak, classmates were infected and became zombies and his pal was infected and became gay.
The gay friends were smooching very deeply, and even felt each other up while kissing. It was already to the point where it could be flagged as pornography, yet he didn’t dare to interrupt. Subsequent survival was reliant upon the pair’s fighting prowess. All he could do was endure silently and wait obediently.
—This dream world ah, was unbearably cruel to a straight man who didn’t even have the strength to truss a chicken.
Author’s Chapter Summary
Their good comrade descended the tree and fled, old lovers bore their hearts and souls to each other!
The translator has something to say: . . . *squeals*, over half a novel of an ambiguous atmosphere and they’ve finally progressed to this point
this is just one of the many memes, but just imagine sixty-nine heads bobbing about with this expression hahaha
Poor He Zhiwen. Forced to be trapped in the room with those two going at it.
F I N A L L Y ! ! ! ! !
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Congratulations you two!
Ahhh kiss—GET!!!!