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    “Okay, okay~! It’s all hubby’s fault, can Yoyo forgive hubby?”

    “Then… then you… kiss… kiss Yoyo, Yoyo… will… forgive you.”

    Xie YunChuan found it amusing. Had he not been kissing him enough lately? Why did it sound like he needed to compensate him with a kiss? “Okay~! Kiss my little darling!”

    After a long while, when Luo Shuyou couldn’t take it anymore and started hitting Xie YunChuan’s chest, he finally let go of him and asked, pressing their noses together, “Hmm? Enough kisses now? Little stingy.”

    The husky, magnetic, and doting voice made Luo Shuyou’s ears tingle and his heart warm.

    His little face was red, probably from holding his breath just now, or maybe from shyness, perhaps both.

    Luo Shuyou retorted softly and sweetly, “No, not, little stingy…!”

    Xie YunChuan deliberately raised his voice and asked, “Hmm~? Not a little stingy, then what, a generous one?”

    Luo Shuyou shyly turned his face away and buried his head behind Xie YunChuan’s ear, whispering, “A little cutie!”

    The cheerful, playful voice with a hint of soft, glutinous shyness made Xie YunChuan love him to death.

    “Yes, not a little stingy, a little cutie. Our Yoyo is the cutest kid.”

    After whispering sweet nothings and flirting for a long time, Luo Shuyou fell asleep in Xie YunChuan’s arms, and Xie YunChuan finally started to attend to his real business.

    He knew dating would delay things, but here he was, burning the midnight oil, reading the notebook Cheng Xie had given him.

    However, Xie YunChuan was willing and didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. Compared to the loving and beautiful moments with Luo Shuyou, everything else, even life-threatening things, could be postponed.

    He opened the notebook’s clasp, and the first thing that caught his eye was an envelope. It even looked the part, with the words “To Xie YunChuan Personally” written on it, glaringly.

    Xie YunChuan obediently opened it himself. The letter began:

    [When you see this letter, may you be well and your face be cheerful.

    The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, once a brave man departs, he never returns. My dear little ChuanChuan comrade, when you see this letter, I believe we have already bid each other a reluctant farewell. Don’t miss me…]

    After that was a whole bunch of nonsense. Writing letters couldn’t change his talkative nature. Xie YunChuan skipped his unrealistic concerns and affections and went straight to the point.

    [If you open this notebook before encountering that zombie, then congratulations! The notes contain information about that type of zombie, including characteristics, combat power, dangers, weaknesses, and so on…

    Everything you could want, and things you didn’t even know you wanted. Study hard, oh…! Although you can’t beat it anyway, studying is still useful. It’ll show you how weak you are and inspire you to improve your strength, which isn’t bad.

    If you are still alive to open this notebook after encountering the zombie, then first, congratulations on your narrow escape, and second, congratulations on not losing this notebook. Third, congratulations, the notes contain the treatment method for being injured by that zombie.

    You’re very lucky! The antidote is right beside you. Thank me for giving you this notebook, or you wouldn’t have discovered this life-saving method even when you died.

    …]

    Xie YunChuan frowned, picking out a few useful pieces of information from the vast sea of nonsense to read carefully and repeatedly.

    [Oh! By the way, if you think you’re safe and stop to look at the notebook without running far enough, a friendly reminder, don’t rush to read the notebook! Run quickly, run quickly! That zombie is beyond your imagination…]

    [Finally, don’t miss me. Time flies, like a white horse passing through a crack. We will meet again soon!]

    That was it.

    Two whole pages of A4 paper filled with just two or three somewhat useful sentences. Xie YunChuan threw it away, exerted his power, and the two pieces of paper, which had barely floated into the air, were pulverized.

    Xie YunChuan gritted his teeth and cursed softly, “This crazy bastard!”

    He cursed, but the key was that Xie YunChuan didn’t dare to ignore his “friendly reminder,” which was why he was so angry.

    Looking at Luo Shuyou’s fair, rosy sleeping face in his arms, Xie YunChuan reluctantly roused him. “Baby, Yoyo, wake up for a bit, okay? You can sleep again later.”

    “Ugh, what is it? YunChuan… I’m sleepy.”

    “Be good, baby, can you stand by yourself for a while? I’ll pack up my things and then carry you, and then you can sleep.”

    “Why… why ah? Aren’t… we… sleeping… here… tonight? YunChuan, you’re… tired, need… to rest.”

    “It’s okay, baby, hubby isn’t tired, just listen and stand there. I’ll be done soon.”

    Xie YunChuan quickly stuffed everything he had just taken out back into his bag, zipped it up, and led Luo Shuyou out.

    Looking at the dilapidated house where they had briefly stopped, Xie YunChuan directly threw the candle in his hand onto the haystack. In the blazing firelight, he carried Luo Shuyou on his back and began a new round of escape.

    There was no other choice. That old man Cheng Xie had a knack for talking crazy but still making people take his words seriously.

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