Chapter 65 – Apocalypse Arc: Zombie Siege: Rebirth in the Apocalypse—My Secret Lover (03)
The sudden emptiness in his arms took away its warmth. Shao Licang’s gaze darkened as he recognized Bai Yun as the person who had saved him last night.
“Ah Wu…” Bai Tang, now beside Bai Yun, kept reaching out toward Shao Licang. “Hug~”
With tear-filled eyes, the boy gazed at Shao Licang, full of longing.
Ignoring Bai Yun’s resistance, Shao Licang reached out and took Bai Tang into his arms, letting out a quiet sigh. Holding the boy felt so real, so fulfilling—almost as if he had only truly started living from the moment he met him.
Bai Yun was stunned. What the hell is happening? Why is my little brother throwing himself into the male lead’s arms?
Bai Tang continued to cry and complain about the pain. Bai Yun, heart aching, gently stroked his damp hair before shooting a glare at Shao Licang. Then, she turned to prepare herbal medicine for Bai Tang.
Before long, the room was filled with the thick, bitter scent of traditional medicine.
Shao Licang held Bai Tang tenderly, soothing him.
“It just hurts… my whole body hurts.” Bai Tang’s mind gradually became clearer.
It wasn’t really his fault for mistaking Shao Licang at first—his face was identical to Jiang Langwu’s. In his pain and confusion, it had been natural for him to assume they were the same person. But even so, deep down, he could still feel it—Shao Licang was his Ah Wu.
Shao Licang couldn’t quite explain the feeling inside him. It was as if fate itself had guided him here. When he was fleeing his pursuers, he had felt an inexplicable voice leading him down unfamiliar paths. Fortunately, he had followed that instinct—because it led him to the boy.
After drinking the medicine, Bai Tang’s familiar pain gradually subsided. Seeing that her brother was feeling better, Bai Yun warned Shao Licang not to have any improper thoughts about him before heading to the makeshift kitchen—one without even a proper door—to prepare a meal.
Shao Licang frowned, clearly dissatisfied with the conditions Bai Tang was living in. He leaned in and coaxed him in a soft voice, “Tang Tang, come with me. Let me take care of you, alright?”
Bai Tang gently nodded, his small hands tightening around Shao Licang’s waist.
He didn’t want to leave Ah Wu—no, from now on, he should call him Shao Licang.
Even the slightest bit of strength from Bai Tang was enough to make Shao Licang’s heart burst with joy. But the moment he thought about the “Ah Wu” that Bai Tang kept calling for, a dark emotion crept into his heart. His hands were no strangers to blood—Bai Tang would belong to him from now on. That so-called “Ah Wu” could disappear.
Because of Bai Tang’s poor health and irregular eating habits, Bai Yun didn’t dare prepare anything too rich. She simply sliced some vegetables and meat into thin strips and added them to porridge. As for the male lead, who had just survived a car accident and probably needed nutrition—Bai Yun figured, he won’t die from skipping one meal.
If looks could kill, Shao Licang would have been reduced to ashes under Bai Yun’s glare.
B*stard! Eating my food, drinking my water, living under my roof, and now stealing my little brother?! My angelic little brother that even I haven’t had the chance to hug—yet you got there first? And in the end, you’ll still let that female lead kill me and my Didi. Men are all trash.
Seething, Bai Yun stabbed at her food with her chopsticks, eyes fixed on the large hands feeding Bai Tang porridge.
Bai Tang had been starving for a while, but Shao Licang refused to let go of him for even a second. One hand massaged Bai Tang’s aching stomach while the other carefully scooped up porridge, blowing on it to cool it down before feeding it to him spoonful by spoonful.
Bai Tang was beyond comfortable, obedient as a porcelain doll. Shao Licang fed him a bite, and he opened his mouth to eat it without hesitation. His pale complexion gradually gained a faint touch of color, though he was still far from looking healthy.
The system was actually quite satisfied with the male lead’s performance. At least he’s making sure Tang Tang is eating well. Fine, I’ll be merciful and not stab him.