I am the ancestor of zombies who has not transformed into bones and has been sleeping for thousands of years. When he woke up, he was in a top auction, where he was treated as a rare antique and put up for public bidding. There was only one man in the room who wasn't crazy about me - he went into shock when he touched women. In full view of everyone, I pointed my fingertips at him: "I want him." The assistant stopped him in panic: "Mr. Feng is allergic to women, please don't-" Before I finished speaking, my cold fingers touched his hot cheek: "Such a beautiful man, it's a pity that he is sick." But he suddenly grabbed my wrist, breathing rapidly: "You touch me... Why am I okay?"
It's a story with no ending