Apocalypse: Last Traveler

Lu Xi'an also saw the flames dancing in Yao Wei's eyes, so lively, as if imbued with life, overshadowing all the light in this shelter, leaving him with nothing else to focus on.

He dropped the corn in his hand, leaned slightly forward, and moved closer to Yao Wei.

Yao Wei instinctively leaned her body slightly backward, but just as she moved a little, she heard Lu Xi'an say, "Don't move."

Yao Wei's body froze, and indeed, she didn't move.

The flames in her eyes were quickly overtaken by Lu Xi'an's figure, and she immediately felt Lu Xi'an's breath and the softness and warmth on her lips.

Her mind went completely blank in an instant.

"Snap—"

The corn in her hand also fell into the fireplace, the already charred ashes splashing up,

She suddenly woke up in shock, hurriedly leaning back to separate from Lu Xi'an, then saw Lu Xi'an sit upright and pick up the corn he had just dropped.

Yao Wei also hurried to pick up the corn she had accidentally tossed away, only to find her corn had fallen too far in, the fire already burning the twigs.

She quickly picked up the twig, and fortunately, because the time was short, the twig hadn't caught fire yet, and after taking it out in time, there was no problem.

Yao Wei let out a breath of relief, silently watching the corn roasting in the fireplace, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

"Sorry."

Lu Xi'an said, "I was reckless."

"No, you don't need to apologize."

Yao Wei said, "You were trying to give me an answer, I understand. And... I kind of understand too."

"Really?"

Lu Xi'an asked.

"Yeah."

Yao Wei nodded, carefully organizing her thoughts, and said, "My mind feels very chaotic now, my heart is pounding fiercely, and I don't know if this is the kind of liking you talked about, but it seems it is.

"But I also kind of don't like this feeling, it seems like everything is out of my control.

"I can't even control myself, this feeling is too scary, it makes me feel dangerous.

"Maybe... only people from the old world are qualified for this kind of liking?"

Lu Xi'an shook his head slightly and said, "If only people from the old world are qualified, then this world has been around for decades, how have people continued to reproduce generation after generation?

"And how were you born?"

"..."

Yao Wei was momentarily speechless.

Lu Xi'an turned the roasted corn in his hand and said, "Don't rush to deny, and don't rush to make decisions. It's because you have things on your mind that you think this way.

"We have many roads ahead to travel, many things to do. After everything is settled, we can talk about today's topic. How does that sound?"

Yao Wei pondered for a long while and nodded, saying, "Okay."

She suddenly felt a lightness in her heart, an inexplicable comfort, and then inadvertently recalled the scene just now, feeling a little strange.

Clearly, it was just a simple touch of lips, and the feeling was fleeting, why did she want to recall it so much, and recalling it felt so comfortable?

Forget it... can't think about it...

This kind of thing is beyond my control, it feels too dangerous!

She thought to herself, shaking off her thoughts, and focused on roasting the corn seriously.

Once the corn was roasted, the two of them each ate their portion, throwing the remaining corn cobs one after another into the fireplace to keep the flames burning.

The ground beneath them was getting warmer, causing Yao Wei to marvel at the effectiveness of the floor heating.

—Of course, that's only in this kind of weather. If a big freeze comes with sub-zero temperatures, such a fireplace and floor heating would definitely not be effective.

Lu Xi'an's top was already dry from the warmth, so he picked it up and put it back on, then lay down on the ground.

Yao Wei also followed Lu Xi'an's lead and lay down, watching the shadows spreading to the ceiling, listening to the rain outside, feeling her heart calm down again.

How wonderful!

She couldn't help but exclaim in her heart.

"Lu Xi'an."

She called out.

"Hmm?"

Lu Xi'an asked, "What's up?"

Yao Wei said, "Didn't you say before you were going to tell that story about the Initial Release Gang? Can you tell it now? I'd like to hear it."

Lu Xi'an smiled and said, "Sure thing. Anyway, there's nothing else to do now, I'll tell you about it."

Thus, the two of them lay on the floor with floor heating, staring at the ceiling, one telling the story of "Death God," and the other listening intently.

Lu Xi'an told Yao Wei that this was a fictional story made by someone in the old world, and Yao Wei might not like it.

Yao Wei said she knew, the stories Lu Xi'an told before about Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Yang Guo, Little Dragon Girl were also from the old world, and although she didn't quite like them, they were okay to listen to.

Lu Xi'an then briefly told the story of the Death God to Yao Wei, from the beginning in the real world to later in Hueco Mundo, telling a lot and overlooking a lot.

The manga was so long, he hadn't read it in ages, a lot he couldn't recall.

He even thought Yao Wei might, like before, not be interested in the characters in the story and wouldn't want to listen.

But unexpectedly, Yao Wei listened to the story seriously from start to finish.

Finally, Lu Xi'an couldn't help but ask Yao Wei, "Didn't you not like the kind of characters who are tentative and indecisive?

"When listening to other stories before, you wouldn't continue if such characters appeared, so why could you listen to this one?"

In the manga "Death God," the protagonist Kurosaki Ichigo once felt that the hollow inside him was uncontrollable, posing a danger to himself and those around him, so he deliberately suppressed his powers, fighting with some restraint.

Because of this, Lu Xi'an had an impression of this character as tentative and indecisive.

However, unexpected to Lu Xi'an, Yao Wei said, "Did this Ichigo seem tentative and indecisive? I didn't think so. When he didn't understand what others were saying, he just wouldn't listen and would draw his blade directly, pretty straightforward.

"And he was just scared that the hollow inside him was uncontrollable, just like I was just now, I can understand that."

Lu Xi'an: "..."

Wow, this woman, just from a kiss with me, resonated with Kurosaki Ichigo.

What kind of associative ability is this?!

"Rustle—"

Outside, the rain gradually lessened, and the wind wasn't blowing much anymore. The rain-soaked sheets on the door and window quietly fell, no longer competing with the bricks below pressing them down.

Then the rain stopped, and the world suddenly became quiet. Inside this shelter, it felt different again.

Lu Xi'an wrung the sheets dry, brought them in, laid them on the floor to dry with the floor heating, and by the time evening came, the sheets were all dry.

He tidied up the sheets, extinguished the fire in the fireplace, and said, "It's getting dark, our shelter adventure ends here, how about that?"

"Yeah."

Yao Wei nodded, jumped out with Lu Xi'an, landed on the ground, and looked back.

"I think I will miss this place quite a bit in the future."

Lu Xi'an said.

Yao Wei nodded again and said, "Me too... and the Tan Village shelter."