Chapter 42: Not a Bedmate, but a Playmate

Wen Yao had numerous injuries, big and small, on her body. For the following days, Ji Mingchen didn’t ask her to do anything, just letting her rest and recover.

The difference was, these days, Ji Mingchen didn’t go anywhere either, he stayed in the ancient castle villa and kept her company.

Wen Yao initially had a better impression of Ji Mingchen, thinking that as a responsible base commander, even if he wasn’t on a mission and stayed at home, he should have many things to do. But after a week, she discovered… that wasn’t the case.

This man seemed particularly idle. Not only was he idle, but he also had many hobbies. He planted various flowers on the castle’s terrace, raised a large flock of white doves and different breeds of birds.

His daily routine, apart from watering the flowers and feeding the birds, was to lazily curl up on the sofa and sleep. Out of twenty-four hours a day, he could sleep for more than ten hours, living a comfortable and leisurely life.

Wen Yao was always amazed and moved when she saw his lazy look. How could someone still live so leisurely and comfortably after so many years since the apocalypse? Although he had the strength and capital as the lord of a district, he didn’t need to waste time doing these meaningless things.

The most important thing was, he not only relaxed himself, but also dragged her along to relax, making her accompany him in doing these seemingly useless things…

He asked her to help water the flowers, feed the white doves, accompany him to watch the sunset on the castle terrace, play chess in the game room, and even build with blocks.

Speaking of building blocks, Wen Yao couldn’t describe the shock she felt when she saw the toy room.

That’s right, Ji Mingchen, this powerful and influential big shot, had a children’s toy room in his luxurious suite in the ancient castle villa.

It was a real toy room, filled with toys that children played with before the apocalypse. After so many years, Wen Yao couldn’t even name these toys. They were colorful and fancy.

And on the long table in the center of the toy room, there were piles of building blocks, a whole table full of different colored geometric blocks. They could be freely combined to build different things. It was very childish, something that children over five years old wouldn’t play with…

One afternoon, Ji Mingchen said he would take her to visit his secret base, and then she witnessed the man in a white shirt pushing these building blocks down and piling them up again, playing happily for three whole hours.

Finally, Wen Yao’s eyes changed when she looked at him, and the man burst into laughter and stopped, like a mentally unstable neurotic.

Ji Mingchen didn’t have many other characteristics, but he loved to laugh, was good at flirting, and had a lot of cheesy lines. He was like a walking peacock, showing off to everyone.

Wen Yao initially thought he made her his companion to use her as a bedmate, but after several days, she found that even when he slept beside her, he didn’t touch her.

After several times, Wen Yao became indifferent and understood that her task wasn’t to be a bedmate, but a playmate. And the fact that this man Ji Mingchen had some mental problems was also confirmed.

After all, she never understood what he was thinking.

It was another sunny day, and in the evening, beautiful clouds covered the sky. Wen Yao was wearing a pure white long dress, standing by the stone railing on the top floor of the ancient castle, feeding the white doves.

When the white doves flapped their wings and flew away, she clapped her hands, leaned on the railing, and looked into the distance.

The view from the top floor of the ancient castle villa was exceptionally good, and the scenery within sight was also unique. She could see two different styles of architecture at the same time.

On one side stood dilapidated high-tech buildings, the ruins of a fallen modern city. On the other side, there was an ancient castle built on the ruins, a garden full of roses, and an old clock tower church.

The two scenes were completely different, like two separate worlds in different time and space, extremely disjointed.

At this moment, the setting sun in the distant mountains was shrouded in clouds, like layers of golden gauze covering the swaying blood-red roses. The side of the clock tower church was covered with verdant vines, several of which were intertwined with the black Roman numerals on the clock face.

The setting sun reflected the blood red and emerald green on the ground, and the old walls of the church were mottled, making this scene look like a dreamlike painting, beautiful beyond words.

Wen Yao felt that this scene was a little familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, she realized that it coincided with the fire in her dream…

It was the fire where Ji Mingchen burned himself with a silver bracelet.

“…”

Wen Yao couldn’t help but turn around and look at the man in white who was curled up on the lounge chair, looking lazy.

Ji Mingchen noticed her gaze and also opened his eyelids to look at her, curving his lips and saying, “Finished feeding? Come over when you’re done.”

As he spoke, he patted the empty space beside him.

Regarding the dream that seemed to be a spoiler, the memory had already faded, and Wen Yao was now unsure of its truth.

But the scene just now, which felt familiar, made her inexplicably sad.

Ji Mingchen had always been very kind to her, not just now, but even when they were enemies before, he had often let her off the hook and had never really made things difficult for her.

She didn’t want this man who was so good to her to have such a sad ending.

Wen Yao walked over and sat down beside Ji Mingchen. Ji Mingchen lazily sat up straight, pulled the girl’s slender jade hand, and carefully wiped it with a clean handkerchief.

Wen Yao looked at his actions and couldn’t help but say, “With so much time, you could actually do something useful…”

Ji Mingchen paused slightly in his movements, raising his eyebrows, “For example?”

Wen Yao thought for a moment and said, “For example, become stronger and more powerful, for example, kill more zombies, and for example, make the human survivors in the city live better…”

Ji Mingchen laughed, gently put down the handkerchief and leaned back, “First, I don’t need to become more powerful.”

Wen Yao was stunned, he didn’t need to become more powerful?

She knew that there were levels of abilities, but because there were so few ability users in the current world, she had limited knowledge of abilities and couldn’t guess his ability level.

It seemed like this ability level thing could only be judged from high to low, not from low to high. Could it be that his ability was already at the maximum level?

Ji Mingchen’s tone was leisurely and very matter-of-fact, “Second, without me, they would all die. I don’t need to do more for them.”

Wen Yao: “…” So arrogant, but she couldn’t refute him.

“Third, if this world is destined to perish, we should enjoy ourselves while we can, do something interesting, don’t you think?”

As Ji Mingchen spoke, he turned his head slightly, pulled Wen Yao’s wrist, and made her lie down beside him.

Wen Yao met the man’s black and deep eyes. He never stopped smiling, and his expression was still smiling at this moment, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were curved, and his pupils reflected her and the afterglow behind her, which should have been a happy expression.

But she didn’t know why, she always felt that there was a strange emotion in his eyes when he said this, as if it wasn’t optimistic and carefree, but pessimistic and hopeless.

“…”

Why would she catch this kind of sad emotion from the eyes of a man who loved to laugh and play all day long?

Wen Yao wanted to ask something, but Ji Mingchen had already tilted his head and leaned on her shoulder, and then gestured “shh” to her.

The man’s refreshing scent with a hint of flowers gently entered her nose. His loose hair brushed against her neck, making her itchy.

“…” This action was really like a cat, another day suspecting that he was a white cat demon reincarnated.

So Wen Yao obediently lay down, stayed quiet for a while, and then said, “You don’t want to, but I do.”

Ji Mingchen closed his eyes and asked lazily, “What do you want?”

Perhaps because she had relaxed for a few days, she temporarily forgot the man’s identity and blurted out her wish, “I want to become strong, become more powerful.”

Ji Mingchen raised his hand and rubbed the hair on her crown, “Little girl, why do you always like to fight and kill…”

Wen Yao: “It’s not that I like to fight and kill, but that this world is simply not a place to lie down. Look at these seven years, every year, the human survival range is shrinking, mutated creatures are mutating almost every day, if we don’t become more powerful, sooner or later we will face death, won’t we?”

“If there was no apocalypse, people would still die sooner or later.” The man said with a smile.

His voice was low and magnetic, his breath was right next to her ear, and since he was leaning on her shoulder, Wen Yao could even feel the vibration of his vocal cords, it was tingling, as if he was deliberately flirting with her.

“…”

After a while, Wen Yao said, “That’s different.”

Ji Mingchen: “Hmm? What’s different? Isn’t it all death?”

Wen Yao: “Human natural death is something we can’t change, but the length of life in this apocalypse is something we can strive for.”

Ji Mingchen didn’t speak. He slowly raised his head and sat up straight, then put his hand on the other side of Wen Yao, and looked down at her, “I’ve always been curious…”

Wen Yao was already used to this ambiguous posture. Compared to her previous discomfort and nervousness, she now had more calmness, “What are you curious about?”

“I’m curious, what are you living for?”