Wen Ruannuan had killed someone again!
Looking at the man lying face down on the ground with his eyes wide open in death, Wen Ruannuan felt her heart tremble slightly, but she had not the slightest regret.
With practiced movements, she turned him over and took a round purple box from his trouser pocket. After putting it away, she prepared to leave when she suddenly heard the sound of someone cautiously probing the way ahead by tapping with a cold weapon.
Not good! Someone had come in!
The tapping stopped, and a charming female voice drifted through the silent pharmacy.
“Ah Yu, there’s actually something I’ve wanted to tell you for a long time.”
The voice faded, but there was no response.
All she could hear were steady footsteps slowly approaching.
Wen Ruannuan tightened her grip on the dagger and glanced behind her. The pharmacy’s storage room had only one window, and it was fitted with security bars. The only way out was through the door.
However, in the lawless Apocalypse, she wouldn’t dare venture outside recklessly without knowing who the other person was or what they were capable of.
Besides, she had just killed someone.
The charming female voice rang out again. “Ah Yu, there’s really nothing between Zi’an and me. He only claimed I was his girlfriend to protect me. The person I truly like is you, Ah Yu. I really like you. You…”
As the woman spoke, the footsteps continued to draw closer.
Wen Ruannuan pressed herself against the wall and instinctively held her breath.
All she wanted was for the person outside to collect whatever they needed and leave as quickly as possible.
But things didn’t go as she wished. The footsteps drew closer and closer before finally stopping outside the door. The moment the person leaned in, they would discover her and the man she had killed.
Wen Ruannuan’s body stiffened against the wall. She didn’t dare move an inch, gripping the dagger tightly in her right hand as she prepared to attack or defend herself at a moment’s notice.
The person outside shifted their feet again, making her heart pound wildly.
Just as her nerves were stretched to their limit, a deep male voice came from the doorway.
“Come out!”
The two brief words were cold and commanding, carrying an overwhelming sense of oppression.
The woman who had been talking to herself abruptly fell silent.
Faced with the man’s forceful attitude, Wen Ruannuan furrowed her brows. Her heart gave a sudden jolt, and she slightly raised the hand holding her dagger.
Had he discovered her?
Without making any unnecessary movements, she maintained her original position and silently considered her options.
She didn’t know how many people were outside.
As long as he came in, she would take him hostage and use him to escape.
While she was thinking, the footsteps outside began moving again.
Wen Ruannuan stared intently at the entrance.
As the footsteps approached, a patch of black clothing appeared through the doorway.
She gripped her dagger and swiftly thrust it toward his lower abdomen.
However, the other person’s movements were even faster than hers.
He twisted aside, firmly seized her wrist with his left hand, and held a dagger against her neck with his other hand.
The icy sensation made her lift her chin slightly. She didn’t dare make any rash movements.
At that moment, her heart felt even colder than the dagger.
She had endured countless hardships during the two years since the Apocalypse began. Her reflexes were fairly good, more than enough to deal with ordinary people.
But this man’s movements were swift and decisive. He was clearly no ordinary person.
She had run into a formidable opponent.
That thought flashed through her mind as she raised her eyes to look at the person holding her hostage.
The moment she saw him, she froze.
The young man was handsome and striking, with refined features that immediately caught the eye.
Most distinctive were his sharp, deep-set peach blossom eyes. They seemed to contain ice shards, sending chills down one’s spine. His imposing aura made it hard to believe that the eyes belonged to a young man barely twenty years old.
What stunned her was that she knew him.
He was Chu Yu, her former schoolmate from high school. He had been the pride of Jingbei No. 1 High School and the most talked-about figure on campus.
He possessed not only an exceptionally handsome face and an air of noble elegance, but also an illustrious family background and academic results that left everyone else far behind.
Wasn’t his family in the capital, Jingcheng? Why had he appeared in Rongcheng?
At the same time, the intense visual impact of seeing her left Chu Yu equally stunned.
In the dim light, the young woman lifted her chin slightly, staring at him with clear, sparkling eyes filled with shock and alarm.
Her skin was as fair as snow, and her lips were red. Her delicate features and gentle expression made her look unbelievably sweet and obedient. She inspired an inexplicable, powerful urge to protect and cherish her.
This was a face that had appeared in his dreams more than once.
His heart suddenly seemed to spring to life, pounding wildly.
A certain emptiness inside him was filled at that very moment.
Coming back to his senses, he quickly withdrew the dagger from her neck.
His gaze swept over her body. When he noticed the bright red blood on her arm and hand, his heart tightened, and his brows drew together.
“Are you hurt?”
Chu Yu’s question pulled Wen Ruannuan back to reality.
Perhaps it was just her imagination, but she thought she detected a hint of nervousness and concern beneath his cold, deep voice.
With the weapon removed from her neck, she felt somewhat less tense.
Although Chu Yu had been the pride of his school, his reputation had never been particularly good.
He had dated countless girlfriends, and hardly a few days went by without gossip about him changing girlfriends again.
She had even personally witnessed a girl confessing her feelings to him in the back garden of Jingbei No. 1 High School. The girl had been someone his best friend liked, and she had secretly kissed Chu Yu, too.
She hadn’t expected that when they met again, she would once more hear someone confessing their feelings to him. It seemed this woman was also someone else’s girlfriend.
He really had no standards. He got involved with just about anyone.
As these memories surfaced, she tried to pull her hand back, but she didn’t break free. Her wrist remained firmly trapped in his grasp.
Wen Ruannuan furrowed her brows and replied in a soft yet indifferent voice, “That’s none of your business.”
Her cold, heartless response made Chu Yu’s eyebrows lift slightly.
She looked like a gentle, well-behaved girl on the outside, but there was a rebellious streak beneath that sweet appearance.
She was still as haughty as she had been back then.
His gaze swept around the storage room before he reached a conclusion.
The wound on her arm appeared to be nothing more than a cut from a dagger.
His brows relaxed. He lowered his eyes and smiled faintly before snatching the dagger from her hand.
In a casual, teasing tone, he said, “How could it have nothing to do with me? I’m a warmhearted person. Even if I come across an injured dog on the road, I still have to show some concern.”
Wen Ruannuan: “…”
What a lunatic! You’re the dog!
She couldn’t help cursing him inwardly.
Chu Yu was still as meddlesome as ever.
Perhaps this was also one of his tricks for attracting romantic attention.
Images from their high school days involuntarily flashed through her mind.
Near the end of the first semester of her freshman year, something had happened at home. Her parents were getting divorced.
When she first found out, she had hidden in the school’s back garden and cried. She hadn’t expected Chu Yu to see her there.
Back then, he had teased her and asked, “Why is there a little kitten hiding here and crying? Did someone bully you?”
She had never had the slightest favorable impression of a playboy like Chu Yu, so she immediately retorted coldly, “That’s none of your business.”
His reply back then had been exactly the same as it was now.
Her strength was no match for Chu Yu’s. He had easily snatched the dagger from her.
She could only watch helplessly as he slipped her dagger into the knife sheath strapped to his arm.
Only then did she notice what he was wearing.
A black tactical outfit, with a bulletproof vest of the same color over it. A tactical belt hung around his waist, equipped with numerous daggers, pistols, and spare magazines.
He already had so many weapons, yet he had still taken hers.
Wen Ruannuan stared at the dagger he had tucked into its sheath and glared at him indignantly.
“That’s mine.”
“It’s mine now!”
Chu Yu curled his lips in a lazy smile, completely ignoring her displeasure.
His thick, dark eyebrows lowered slightly. With long, slender fingers and naturally prominent knuckles, he casually pulled aside the fabric covering the injured part of her arm to examine the wound.