"What do you want?"
Xu Qian opened her eyes. They were close, their reflections visible in each other's pupils.
Xiao Ping, startled, sat up abruptly. If he had a heart, it would have been pounding wildly.
"Xu Qian, what's going on?"
He remembered Xu Qian had taken him somewhere to treat his wounds, and then he had passed out? What happened afterward? Zombies don't faint, do they?
Xu Qian closed her eyes again. The matter of the space was too complex to explain, so she changed the subject.
"Nothing, I've taken over as the person in charge of N Province. Congratulate me."
Xiao Ping's eyes widened, and he asked tremblingly, "You, you, you... how did you become the person in charge?"
"The Chief Commander's request, I couldn't refuse."
Xiao Ping's eyes lit up, clearly excited. "Wow, does that mean I can have a good life by your side from now on?"
Xu Qian opened her eyes and glanced at him indifferently. "Don't think about it. In three months at most, I'll be leaving."
Xiao Ping sighed with great regret.
Xu Qian smiled faintly. "Sit up, let me see your wound."
Xiao Ping's eyes flickered, and he waved his hand. "I'm fine, I'm a zombie. What do zombies fear about guns?" He changed the subject. "Hurry up and cook something, I'm hungry~"
Xu Qian looked him up and down, then said coldly, "Sit up, quickly."
Yelled at by her, Xiao Ping reluctantly sat up. The boy's skin was naturally pale. Even as the wounds on his back healed, they had left indelible scars.
Xu Qian closed her eyes and said gravely, "Next time, don't do something so foolish."
Xiao Ping turned around, glared at her, and lay down on his back, facing away from her. "I saved you, and you're still scolding me? Have you no conscience?" He paused and continued, "Besides, I'm a zombie. I don't fear pain. What's wrong with taking a bullet for you? You don't care about yourself, but Xu Lu cares about you. I also..." He stopped. "Never mind, just go make me something delicious."
Xu Qian leaned over and glared at him, her eyes red-rimmed. He had no idea how scared she had been at the time. "So what if you're a zombie? How does it feel to have a bullet shot into your body? Does it hurt?"
Xiao Ping blinked. Being shot was indeed unpleasant, but it was still better than her flesh and blood. "Xu Qian, don't worry, I'm really fine."
Suddenly, a tear landed on his cheek. Xiao Ping stiffened, and as he looked up, his vision went black. His eyelids felt intensely hot. She had covered his eyes.
"Remember my words, don't take risks for me." She couldn't bear it.
Xiao Ping's heart ached inexplicably. He quickly agreed, "I know, I know. You... don't cry."
Xu Qian closed her eyes and said hoarsely, "I'm not crying."
"Should I call Xu Lu out to keep you company?"
Xiao Ping was genuinely scared. What kind of person was Xu Qian? A perpetually stoic "Iron Lady." It was difficult to discern any real emotion on her face, let alone tears.
Suddenly, the young woman pursed her lips and smiled. She leaned down and gently kissed his lips. "Are you sure you want to call Xiao Lu out?"
Xiao Ping's pupils trembled. His lips felt fiery, and his eyes stung. If he weren't a zombie, he would have been blushing from head to toe.
[Ding, Xiao Ping's favorability +5, total favorability is 45 points.]
"Xu Qian... what, what are you doing?"
Xu Qian moved her hand away from his eyes. She could clearly see the shock and joy in his pupils. She reached out and gently caressed his tender cheek. The touch was pleasant. The information said he was 27, but he looked more like 17.
"Don't you like it?"