After enmity with the main god [quick wear]

Chapter 92 The Savior Part 9

Yan Zhao was silent for a long time.

Rong Yu said: "Speak."

"Love is love. If you don't love, you don't love. Is there anything difficult to answer this question?" Rong Yu approached and pressed.

Yan Zhao dodged subconsciously: "I don't know."

Capacity and action pause.

"I don't know." Rong Yu repeated it calmly, mockingly, "I don't know."

Memories surged in Rong Yu's mind instantly like a revolving lantern.

Opening the fish scales in the bathtub to linger to death, Gu Minghuai clasped his hand: "When I didn't love you, I wouldn't think about the future with you. After I love you, I will regret not loving you before."

In the punishment room, Fu Qianzhi asked again and again about his confession, hot and crazy: "I love you, do you love me?"

Waiting in the coffin for thousands of years, the ghost king dared not marry him in order to keep him: "I am very happy to see you."

In the deep palace, Chu Zhuo painted red lotus with a brush and called him little lotus with a smile. He asked why there was such a small character, and Chu Zhuo said, "Small is cute."

Finally, finally, back to this life.

"You don't love me, do you?"

"I do not know."

……

In fact, he should be thankful that the sun did not categorically say "yes".

This can't be blamed on the sun, in his time, he really loves me more and more.Rong and bowed his head thinking.

During my time, I also hated him less and less.

He should have expected the current situation.

It's just that after hearing the sway of the sun, I still feel a little sad, and this sadness is mixed with helpless anger.

The lover doesn't love him more and more, but he can't blame him.

...Why?

The devil is unreasonable and wants to vent his anger.

Rong Yu straightened up with a blank expression, and slowly put on his clothes: "Forget it, you can go ahead and drive."

Yan Zhao looked at him: "Then you..."

"Tired." After buttoning the top button, Rong Yu said calmly with downcast eyes, "I want to lie down in the back seat and sleep, please drive more steadily, don't wake me up."

Yan Zhao pursed his lips.

He could see that she was in a bad mood.

For some reason, looking at his unhappy appearance, he also became unhappy, with a slight dull pain in his heart.

Obviously this body is not a human heart, so it shouldn't feel pain.

Without saying anything, Yan Zhao opened the door on the other side and got out of the car, returned to the driver's seat and sat down.

Rong He lay on his side in the back seat and closed his eyes, dispelling all troubles with sleep.

Yan Zhao slowed down and drove the car, looking back at him several times along the way, Rong Yu was asleep and had no intention of waking up.

When Yan Zhao turned his head, he would unconsciously raise his eyes frequently, and pay attention to the content behind him through the rearview mirror.

The car is stable.

The mind is chaotic.

Rong Yu was gently pushed awake by Yan Zhao.

He got up very angry, and the moment he sat up, he looked extremely impatient: "Didn't you say don't wake me up!"

Yan Zhao looked at him, stretched out his hand unconsciously, and smoothed the lock of curled hair on the top of Ronghe's head.

This move shocked both of them.

For them who have been unfamiliar for several days, this gesture is too intimate, a sign of breaking the ice.

Yan Zhao also noticed his overstepping, and withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened: "It's getting dark, let's rest in this town for a night."

Rong Yu got out of the car, looked up and saw the pitch black sky, he actually slept all afternoon.

He looked around and confirmed that he was around a parking lot, and there was nothing but cars in his field of vision: "There isn't a single house around here, so where do you rest?"

"It's a short walk to find it."

"Going?" Rong Yu turned around and was about to open the door and get back into the car, "Why don't you just drive in?"

Rong Yu didn't pull it, Yan Zhao locked the car door.

"There was a series of car accidents ahead, and the car couldn't go in." Before Rong Yu got angry, Yan Zhao explained in time.

he also

It was after confirming that it was impossible to move forward that Rong Yu was woken up.

He knows how squeamish Rong Yu is.Never sit when you can lie down, and never walk when you can sit.

But such a squeamish and clean person... took him who he detested even now, ran all over the city, took out the crystal nuclei in the zombie's brain, and fed him out of his sanity one by one.

Also for him, abandon the skateboard and switch to walking.

Yan Zhao has those memories.

The ones on the bed...he had them too.

This is also the reason for his complicated mood.

It was so complicated that Rong Yu didn't dare to know how far he had recovered.

……

There is a parking lot nearby. In the early days of the end, many people wanted to escape by car. After encountering zombies on the road, a series of car accidents occurred.Even after such a long time, it can be seen that the situation at that time was tragic.

The gaps in the deformed vehicle were narrow, and the ground was full of dried blood and broken limbs, making it almost impossible to get off.

Rong Yu could have set fire to the scene of the car accident and cleared all the roadblocks.

It's just that he doesn't like the sun now, and he doesn't want to take advantage of him.

He hated the smell of carrion and the blood, and the sun didn't like it either.

If you want to be sick, be sick together.

Rong Yu looked at death as if he wanted to step on it.

Yan Zhao stopped in front of him.

Rong Yu raised his eyes: "What? I'm not allowed to go?"

"The ground is dirty." Yan Zhao said something, then added, "I remember you love to be clean."

"It's not as dirty as you." Rong Yu sneered, "I didn't throw you away when you were so dirty. Now that I think about it, I regret it. If I knew I had raised an unfilial son, I might as well throw it away."

Yan Zhao pursed his lips and knelt down in front of Rong Yu.

Rong Yu: "Why? Although the place is not clean, defecating indiscriminately is also immoral."

"..." Yan Zhao endured it, not letting his expression become too ferocious, "Come up, I'll carry you on my back."

Rong Yu was surprised: "When a son suddenly wants to be filial to his father?"

Yan Zhao: "..."

Why on earth did he want to carry this person on the back in a moment of brain twitch.

Knowing how unreasonable this person is.

"Don't forget it." Yan Zhao just got up halfway, when a heavy object was thrown on his back unexpectedly, pressing him back to the ground.

Yan Zhao almost lost his grip: "You—"

If he wasn't in the body of a zombie, he would have heard the sound of his spine breaking right now!

"What are you?" Rong Yu hooked his neck, and wrapped his legs around his waist unceremoniously, "Why don't you go quickly? Drive!"

A vein twitched on Yan Zhao's forehead: "You treat me like a horse?"

Rong and Fu'er said softly: "After riding on me for three days, what's the matter if I called out to ride?"

Yan Zhao's ears turned red quickly.

The last thing he can recall now is the content of those three days.

However, Rong Yu just mentioned it again and again, without shyness, and boldly.

It's really wild.

Yan Zhao bears Rong Yu on his back.

But he couldn't say anything.

After all, the other protagonist is him, and it seems that he is the one who stalks the person, and the other person tries to escape several times but is dragged back by him... It's hard to say.

So why on earth would he do such a thing?

Before, he would only act on instinct.

Is it his instinct to be sympathetic?

With Rong Yu on his back, Yan Zhao finally found a low-rise private house through the bloody wreckage.

Rong Yu said with disdain: "No, the accommodation conditions are too bad, change to another one."

Yan Zhao changed to another family.

"The decoration style of this hotel is good."

"This bed is too hard to sleep on."

"The wallpaper on the wall is too ugly, I will have nightmares at night..."

Rong Yu was picky in every possible way, Yan Zhao stopped in his tracks: "What exactly do you want?"

Rong Yu: "No matter what, it must be at the same level as Shengjing Hotel."

Yan Zhao understands, it's purely an act.

How can there be a high-end hotel worth 10 yuan a night in an eighteenth-tier town!

Yan Zhao threw Rong Yu on the bed: "This is the one, and you can find it yourself. I sleep next door."

After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.

Rong Yu: "Wait a minute."

He took out a bucket of instant noodles from the space: "Help add some boiling water."

After eating compressed biscuits and snacks for a few days, it's time to change the taste.

Yan Zhao frowned: "You just eat this?"

Rong Yu asked back: "Didn't I eat this all the time?"

Yan Zhao subconsciously said, "You shouldn't..."

In his impression, Rong Yu only eats delicacies, and he can't even eat casual food.

"I shouldn't?" Rong Yu asked strangely, "This is the end of the world when food is scarce. Do ordinary people have a choice?"

But you are not an ordinary person.

As Yan Zhao thought about it, he suddenly remembered that Rong Ji was no different from ordinary people now.

Come to a strange world, imprison all abilities, without any props.

All orders from him.

Although for some reason, Rong Yu broke some of the seals, but those abilities obviously did not include cooking.

With Rong Yu's strength, he could find a base to station at will, and he would be treated as a guest of honor and receive the highest treatment.

but……

"If it were you, there is a 99% probability that the city s base will accept this... your lover for you. Our base needs strong guards."

"What about the remaining 1% possibility?"

"……what?"

"There is a 99% probability that you will reluctantly accept him in order to win me over. There is a 1% probability that you will hold him hostage in order to control me, or some accident will hurt him to appease the people, or you will secretly kill him because of worry."

"..."

"So don't talk about it."

Yan Zhao could understand what he couldn't understand before.

Rong Yu is to protect him and reject the privileged life that is at his fingertips.

This is why?

Yan Zhao looked at him and said slowly, "I thought you couldn't bear this grievance."

Rong Yu sighed: "I can't stand it, but there's nothing I can do about it. Who would make my son disobedient?"

Yan Zhao didn't understand: "What does this have to do with me?" Although, it does have something to do with him...

Unknowingly, he recognized the identity of his son.

"You said at the beginning that you should learn to cook for me." Rong Yu asked, "Does that still count?"

Learn to cook?

Could he even say that before? ? ?

Yan Zhao, who didn't need to eat since birth and never set foot in the kitchen, thought about it carefully, and there seemed to be such a thing in his memory.

But, cooking? ? ?

He cooks for Rong Yu? ? ?

So magical.

It is second only to the magic that he found himself sleeping the demon king who hunted and killed hundreds of worlds as soon as he merged his consciousness.

"Oh, I know, don't count." Rong Yu smiled indifferently, "Now you don't even want to make instant noodles for me."

Why would I make instant noodles for you?

As soon as this thought came into his mind, Yan Zhao's fingertips protruded with water-type abilities, and then heated them with fire-type abilities, injected the soul, and poured it into the noodle bucket.

Yan Zhao: "..."

Is this the instinct of this body?

Rong Yu blinked: "The chopsticks used by others are not clean."

What's the use of telling him this?Does he still need to use water-type abilities to help wash the chopsticks?

Yan Zhao, who had such a thought in his heart, used the wood-type power to conjure a pair of wooden chopsticks.

Yan Zhao: "..."

What did he use his ability for before?How could the movement be so proficient?

Rong Yu was very pleased, the unhappiness accumulated in his heart suddenly dissipated.

Very good, still a good son of Dad.