Lin Qing stuffed his mouth messily. When he saw that Qin Yi wasn't eating much but kept staring at the bowl of noodles that was reserved for Yun Huan, he knew that she was still worried about Boss.

Lin Qing picked out a few pieces of meat from his bowl and placed them into Qin Yi's bowl. “Don't worry,” he a.s.sured her, “Boss will be fine after a while.”

Lin Bai also gave Qin Yi some meat and said, “Yiyi, eat more. You're too skinny. Boss will be fine after one night. He can only rely on himself now.”

Lin Bai and the rest were worried about Yun Huan as well, but they knew that what he needed most now was s.p.a.ce, and it was better if they didn't disturb him.

Qin Yi nodded. She wasn't worried about Yun Huan but was merely thinking about whether there was anyone she knew with eyes that were similar to hers during the apocalypse.

Since Yun Huan and the others were her brothers, she naturally wanted to help as well.

When Qin Yi regained her senses, she saw the huge pile of meat in her bowl and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This bunch really wanted to raise her like a pig, huh.

Even after they were done with their meals, Yun Huan still hadn't returned.

In the middle of the night, Qin Yi was a little thirsty and got up to get a drink. In the dark, she noticed that Yun Huan's sleeping bag was still untouched; it was clear that he hadn't returned yet.

As Qin Yi walked outside, she could still hear the howls of countless zombies in the dark night.

Nights during the apocalypse were a little cold. Even the wind had a tinge of gloom, causing one to be cold to the bones and break out into gooseb.u.mps.

The darkness concealed all of Yun Huan's expressions. Wisps of his hair flew lazily as the wind blew, though he didn't find it cold at all.

The three-year-old Little Dumpling blinked his big watery eyes. His phoenix eyes, which were like their mother's, were filled with innocence and adorableness.

He was like a shadow that kept following his older brother, who was five years older than him. Seeing his older brother carrying the school bag, his face was covered in reluctance.

“Big brother, big brother, can you not leave? Xiao Xuan wants big brother around.”

When the little dumpling's big brother shook his head, he grabbed a hold of his brother's leg and cried out loudly, refusing to let go. It seemed that if he were to let go, he would never see his big brother again.

He really didn't get to see his big brother again. All these years and all these nights, Yun Huan kept wondering if Xiao Xuan had a premonition back then. It would be difficult to meet again after that goodbye, so Xiao Xua hadn't wanted to let his big brother go.

If Yun Huan hadn't left that day, would Xiao Xuan still have disappeared? Would the fate of their family have changed?

Yun Huan was used to reaching into his pockets for a cigarette, but he was reminded by his empty pockets that he had quit smoking a long time ago.

His legs were a little numb and stiff, but he still didn't want to go down. In the darkness during the apocalypse, there was no moon or stars.

Yun Huan returned to his senses only when a coat with a faint fragrance was placed over his shoulders. He lifted his head and was immediately greeted with the sight of Qin Yi's fiery, yet icy-cold phoenix eyes.

Qin Yi sat down and pointed to the sky. “There are no stars or moon. Aren't you going to head back?”

Yun Huan cleared his throat and his deadpan eyes lit up slightly. “Why did you come over?”

Qin Yi laughed and casually laid down. In her heart, she found that the roof of the supermarket was pretty neat.

“I couldn't sleep so I thought of coming out to share the view with Big brother Huan.”

After speaking, Qin Yi burst into laughter. It was such a cold day with no stars or moon, and there were only depressing winds and howling zombies. They would be out of their minds if they actually came out here to enjoy the view.