Chapter 696: Summer Snowfall
"Shall we have lunch together?"
Zhang Yiming spoke softly, his eyes looking at Bai Xiqin with a hint of expectation.
After the apocalypse, he had not eaten with the Bai Family few times, yet his additional memories held an intense longing for shared meals.
He almost couldn’t control his behavior, wanting to stay with Bai Xiqin all the time, and protect her with everything he had.
This was the deepest, most intense memory in his mind.
Also a memory from the future where he once existed.
Even though he tried hard to restrain himself, he couldn’t help but make this request.
"Okay."
Bai Xiqin didn’t find it odd and nodded in agreement.
The way the future Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming looked at her was too obvious; Bai Xiqin could vaguely sense his feelings.
The current Zhang Yiming was too warm and sunny, his eyes conveying such pure emotions that she didn’t want to interpret them any other way.
In truth, Zhang Yiming hid his emotions too well.
"What are we eating?"
Leng Yebai curled his lips and casually asked.
With an expression that said, "What good food can come from such a poor, remote place?"
Leng Yebai found the atmosphere between the two too harmonious, and he couldn’t help but want to provoke Zhang Yiming.
If he wasn’t afraid of Xiao Niu beating him to death, he’d have slammed the table and walked away!
"Human sashimi," Zhang Yiming replied calmly, "Which part would you like? Tangtang says the thigh is the best, chewy."
Zhang Yiming’s face still carried a smile, and he spoke with a serious demeanor, not at all like he was joking.
Bai Xiqin: ...
Just discovered that the old classmate has such a humorous side.
"...I’ll have the thigh too!"
Leng Yebai nodded at Zhang Yiming without changing expression, showing no fear.
Ha, trying to scare him with a sentence or two, making him lose his composure in front of Xiao Niu?
Not a chance!
After all, he was a Fifth Rank Superpower User, and had also turned into a zombie once, how could he be scared off by Zhang Yiming’s words!
It’s just human meat, he’s seen it all!
Back then, Liu Jing and Wang Yiyun performed bloody dissections and makeup on zombies, and he watched it all unflinchingly!
"Alright." Zhang Yiming nodded, seemingly noting Leng Yebai’s words, and then turned to Bai Xiqin, "Xiao Niu, what would you like to eat, sparerib soup maybe?"
"You can make sparerib soup?"
Bai Xiqin immediately thought of the last moment when the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming appeared in the bus, he had prepared a table full of dishes, with sparerib soup as one of the main courses.
After cooking that meal, Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming left, and according to him, it was the world’s way of correcting it, marking their last meeting.
"I’ve liked sparerib soup since I was small and can make a bit," Zhang Yiming said, face unchanged, gently touching the gloves on his hands, "You don’t despise me, right?"
His long eyelashes dropped, showing a hint of grievance.
In his future memory, he was afraid that Xiao Niu would despise him, so he dared not appear by her side...
"How could that be, I definitely don’t despise you, let’s go with the sparerib soup!"
Bai Xiqin shook her head to refute.
So it turns out Zhang Yiming could make sparerib soup as a child, whether it was the past Zhang Yiming or the future Zhang Yiming, both could make sparerib soup.
For a moment, Bai Xiqin almost thought the two Zhang Yimings had merged into one!
Zhang Yiming’s face broke into a smile immediately upon hearing Bai Xiqin’s answer.
He was being too narrow-minded.
She is such a good person; how could she possibly despise him?
Zhang Yiming happily walked into the kitchen, taking out another pair of white gloves from his pocket, and layered it over his existing gloves without taking them off.
The two layers of gloves looked a bit bulky, and Zhang Yiming frowned slightly at his gloved hands, seeming a little dissatisfied.
After searching the kitchen for a bit, he finally found another pair of new gloves and layered them again.
Only then did Zhang Yiming nod in satisfaction and start preparing the meal.
Footsteps approached, and Zhang Yiming knew it was Leng Yebai without looking up.
The flesh and blood scent emanating from Leng Yebai was indeed delicious, but thinking it was Leng Yebai made Zhang Yiming’s temples ache, just wishing he’d leave quickly.
If Leng Yebai could willingly die, that would be even better; Zhang Yiming might laugh out loud.
"I can handle it myself, no need for your help."
Zhang Yiming’s face lost its earlier warm and sunny smile, matching Leng Yebai’s usual cool expression.
Since merging with the memories of Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming, Zhang Yiming exuded an almost imperceptible aura of hostility, a heavy murderous aura.
The zombies dared not approach.
But Leng Yebai wasn’t afraid; he even dared provoke Zhang Yiming.
Without bothering to pretend, Leng Yebai turned to leave after hearing Zhang Yiming speak, standing at the kitchen entrance intentionally and said towards the living room, "If you think my cooking skills aren’t up to par, fine, do it yourself!"
With a slight grievance in his voice, he turned towards the living room, appearing somewhat aggrieved.
Zhang Yiming: ...
This knife is so sharp; it must be satisfying to chop it on that dead green tea’s head.
Before long, Bai Xiqin came out, with Leng Yebai following behind her.
Leng Yebai smirked at Zhang Yiming, looking triumphant.
"He said my food was tainted; that’s why I claimed his cooking wasn’t up to snuff."
Zhang Yiming continued chopping vegetables without lifting his head, long lashes casting a shadow on his face, looking like a boy feeling alienated.
Bai Xiqin immediately turned to Leng Yebai, bullying my old classmate?
She happened to catch Leng Yebai’s smug grin and now was convinced.
Thinking of speaking, Leng Yebai’s expression froze as he felt a pain at his ear.
Bai Xiqin’s white fingers had already clamped onto Leng Yebai’s ear, turning it 180 degrees.
"...I was wrong; I shouldn’t have said his food was tainted. It’s because he told me to use Xiao Song Zombie’s bowl."
Leng Yebai’s face twitched imperceptibly, subtly throwing the problem back at Zhang Yiming.
Zhang Yiming: "My bad, you wanted to use Xiao Lan Zombie’s bowl; I should have given it to you, but Sheep Village’s Xiao Lan Zombie never came here, so we only had Xiao Song Zombie’s bowl to use!"
Leng Yebai: "???"
What the hell?
Why would I use a Xiao Lan Zombie bowl?
Zhang Yiming must be trying to stir trouble?
"Do you want to use Xiao Lan Zombie’s bowl?" Bai Xiqin’s grip tightened.
This, could it be some kind of kink?
"No, not at all, he’s talking nonsense!" Leng Yebai immediately denied, "I won’t even eat a hen, let alone be so indiscreet!"
Bai Xiqin looked at Leng Yebai’s righteous manner, twitching slightly.
This guy hadn’t missed drinking the hen soup here!
Ha, a man’s words, a deceitful ghost.
Just as Bai Xiqin was about to grab Leng Yebai’s ear with her other hand, she felt a cool sensation on the back of her hand.
In the hot summer, a refreshing coolness kept appearing on her hand.
Bai Xiqin paused, looking up at the sky.
The sun was still hanging in the sky, its blinding rays spilling over every inch of land.
However, Bai Xiqin could clearly see, flurries of snowflakes gently floated down from above.
Snow in summer.