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Zhao Bolin's eyes snapped open and he gasped sharply. His forehead was dotted in sweat and he gripped on his blanket so hard that his knuckles turned white.1

Just now… he seemed to hear Lu Yizhou's roar beside his ear.

It was the same roar as the one he let out on the F University's rooftop earlier. Zhao Bolin stared blankly at the cream ceiling above and it took him a few moments to regain his senses. He could not help but let out a mockery laugh. Closing his eyes, he draped one arm across his eyes and exhaled. Goodness… how deep of an impression Lu Yizhou had made on him? It had even followed him into his dream!

Surely, the roar had sounded so… awe-inspiring, especially as Zhao Bolin heard it right beside his ears. At that moment, even though he was not a zombie, his whole body was petrified as well and he felt as if the wavelength from Lu Yizhou's voice almost affected his judgment. 

Huffing a sigh, Zhao Bolin turned to glance at the clock. It was still 1.15 in the morning. However, due to the messy dream filled with blazing flame and gunpowder, he was already wide awake. Professor Zhao idled on the bed for a while longer, listening to the soothing pitter patter of the rain outside.

For some reason, he… really wanted to see Lu Yizhou right now. Just a glimpse was fine, just his silhouette was also okay. Moreover, he was also feeling a little thirsty. It was very reasonable to sneak into the kitchen in the wee hours in the morning while checking on the zombie along the way, right? After patching on an excuse, the esteemed Professor Zhao nodded to himself, slipped his feet into the fluffy slippers with cat ears (he had no idea where Lu Yizhou got it from) and made his way downstairs. 

The house was completely dark save from the intermittent lightning which was akin to a camera flashlight. For some reason, Zhao Bolin shivered from the chill. He deliberately stomped his feet a bit louder on the stairs as he strolled into the kitchen, his eyes never straying to the sofa in the living room. 

Whenever he saw that sofa, he would think of the event earlier. Lu Yizhou, suddenly draping his powerful arm behind Zhao Bolin's back and leaning his face so close to him… It made Zhao Bolin think that the zombie wanted to kiss him for an apology! Goodness… how mortifying! Fortunately, he was not like some maiden who would subconsciously squeeze their eyes shut when a gorgeous face came close. Otherwise, he might as well dump his head into the toilet bowl and die! 

Clearly, Lu Yizhou had no intention of kissing him at all! He was just taking the tracker from his clothes! Alas, whenever Zhao Bolin thought of his blunder, his face could not help but heat up.

…Did he really want to kiss Lu Yizhou that much?

He recalled that back in the university, the thought had also slipped into his mind a few times. However, as soon as the desire reared its head, Professor Zhao would exert his willpower to ignore it. He'd better use that time to analyze the data! More importantly, why was he so fixated on Lu Yizhou's lips anyway?! It's not like he wanted to become a zombie by tasting those delicious-looking lips!

Zhao Bolin had met no less than five hundred males throughout his twenty eight years of life, yet never before was he so tempted as he was now! It was simply terrifying how powerful the effect Lu Yizhou had on him and worse, the zombie did not even realize his own charm! He was practically asking to be taught a lesson!

Grumbling, Zhao Bolin poured himself a cup of warm water and slowly moistened his throat. He let out a sigh of relief as his body slowly warmed up. Even then, Lu Yizhou did not appear.

…Strange. Had he fallen asleep? No, that couldn't be. Zhao Bolin had tested his hypothesis a few times and he had come to a conclusion that Lu Yizhou's sleep was always light, so light that he would be startled awake by the slightest sound. As such, it was not possible for him not to notice Zhao Bolin here. 

Zhao Bolin's brows furrowed. Carrying the glass to warm his cold hands, he shuffled to the living room and… as he expected, there were no signs of Lu Yizhou there. Not giving up, he searched the whole house, almost overturning every crook and cranny, yet he was still unable to find the figure he was yearning to see. 

It was just one am in the morning and outside, the rain was so heavy. Where could he have gone?

Zhao Bolin's heart thudded as a possibility came into mind. He could not be… dealing with Commander Yang Tengfei by himself right? The more he thought about it, the more plausible it was. Zhao Bolin gritted his teeth in anger. That disobedient zombie…! How dare he! They had clearly promised to tackle every problem together, yet there he was, secretly going behind Zhao Bolin's back to go into the enemy's territory!

Just as Zhao Bolin was contemplating whether he should go outside, grab a random zombie and ask them to relay a message to Lu Yizhou, a loud thud suddenly landed upstairs, almost shocking Zhao Bolin into dropping his glass. He snapped his eyes up in shock. W–What was that? Could it be… Lu Yizhou?

Zhao Bolin's feet moved before he could think much of it. He rushed up the stairs, almost skipping two steps at a time, panting. He also had no idea why he was so eager to see Lu Yizhou right now. There was just an indescribable itch… to confirm Lu Yizhou's existence, to make sure that he was safe and sound…

Just now, the sound came from his — or to be exact, Lu Yizhou's bedroom which he was occupying now. As such, Zhao Bolin did not hesitate to make his way there. He had not turned on the light when he came downstairs and hence, the whole room was submerged in darkness. Cold air rushed in through the open window, carrying water droplets in. 

A dark silhouette could be seen standing in front, so still he might as well resemble a statue.

Zhao Bolin shivered and brought the warm glass closer to himself. He was only wearing thin pajamas and the cold was going to make his old bones rattle. His voice rang out tentatively, "Lu Yizhou…?" He could not explain why but… he could perceive that something was off with Lu Yizhou. Even through such a distance, he could feel the chill emanating from the other, so cold that his teeth almost chattered. 

In response to his call, a familiar growl sounded and then, "Zhao… Bolin…" a hoarse voice uttered his name, so rough it was like sand grinding against paper.

Zhao Bolin froze. Did Lu Yizhou just speak…? But the last time he spoke was…

Just then, another lightning hammered down, revealing a pair of ferocious pitch black eyes which were transfixed on him. Zhao Bolin's heart accelerated his pace and his grip around the glass tightened. That gaze… it was so familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time. Familiar, because he had caught Lu Yizhou giving him that kind of gaze when they were entangled intimately before. Unfamiliar, because… those eyes were so frosty. Lu Yizhou had never given him such a bone-chilling gaze before. It was like he was staring at a… prey.

Zhao Bolin was frightened by his own conjecture. He swallowed, pretending that he noticed nothing and asked casually, "What happened?" Alas, the imperceptible tremble in his tone had given him away. Moreover, as Lu Yizhou took a step forward, Zhao Bolin startled and subconsciously retreated a step as well! Zhao Bolin tensed immediately. He… He did not mean to do that! He had no idea either but at the moment, he actually felt a sliver of fear and caution toward Lu Yizhou!

As though his reaction had flicked a switch in the zombie, a deep growl rumbled out, like a wild beast trying to intimidate and warn. 

The second step Zhao Bolin took froze in midair and he hardened his stance. He bit his lower lip. Something was wrong with Lu Yizhou. This was clearly not the time to be frightened! Concern wormed its way into his heart and this time, his tone became much more genuine,

"What happened, Lu Yizhou? Where have you gone?"

"Zhao Bolin…" Lu Yizhou took one more step. This time, Zhao Bolin did not move, albeit his whole body grew more tense. He even held his breath as he waited for the zombie's next words. However, Lu Yizhou did not say anything except murmuring his name again and again, "Zhao Bolin… Zhao Bolin…"

Just as Zhao Bolin was going to ask another question, wind suddenly whistled past his ears and he gasped sharply when Lu Yizhou suddenly zoomed in front of him in the blink of an eye! A scorching palm gripped his wrist. At the same time as the glass crashed to the ground, Zhao Bolin's back bounced on the bed. 

Professor Zhao's back still retained the bruises from the accident earlier and hence, this sudden movement pained him so much that he groaned. Tears squeezed out the corner of his eyes. His vision spun due to the rapid shifts yet before he could react, a solid body climbed over him, almost overlapping him fully.

Zhao Bolin sucked in a breath. So… hot and cold!

Every inch of Lu Yizhou's body was so hot as though fire was running beneath his veins yet his clothes were soaking wet. Every droplet that landed on Zhao Bolin caused goosebumps to raise all over his skin. Not only that, atop of the clear smell of rainwater, there was also a distinct scent of… blood!

Hot dangerous breath fanned across Zhao Bolin's neck, followed by another murmur, "Zhao Bolin…"

This time, Zhao Bolin was unable to ignore the alarm bells ringing inside his mind. The fact that Lu Yizhou suddenly regained the ability to speak, his sudden disappearance, the abnormal heat of his body and the smell of blood… all of them pointed at one thing. He had just bitten someone — no, perhaps, it was more than one person!

As soon as the revelation dawned on him, Zhao Bolin struggled to push the man atop of him away. "Lu Yizhou! Get off!!"

Alas, the solid body did not budge despite the effort he had put in. Not only that, Lu Yizhou easily caught his wrists with one hand while the man's hips pressed down on his legs. Zhao Bolin almost choked on his breath. He was trapped! He was unable to move at all! 

As Lu Yizhou's head slowly lowered toward his neck, Zhao Bolin's entire body froze, it was as if he could feel the scythe of death looming above him. 

Lu Yizhou was going to bite him!

Zhao Bolin could not help but choke out, "D–Don't…"

But then, he heard Lu Yizhou whisper in a low voice, "I'm sorry…" it sounded so small and weak that it was almost indiscernible if not for the close distance between them. He rasped, his tone filled with anguish and agony, "I'm sorry… I can't control myself…"

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