[Warning! Warning! Virus outbreak!]
[Warning! Warning! Virus outbreak!]
[Warning! Warning! Virus outb...]
Before the System could finish broadcasting its third warning, the world had already descended into chaos.
Monsters tore at their companions' corpses in the streets, refugees fled in panic, and death spread rapidly across the world.
Humanity faced the greatest challenge in its history.
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More than three months had passed since the apocalypse began. Ordinary people, who hadn't gained supernatural abilities like characters in novels, banded together to survive.
Bases had sprung up around the world. The Second Base was the most humane, allowing people to bring in supplies and take in refugees.
Today marked Yan Wei's sixth week at the Second Base. She looked at the half-infected person crying outside, radiating saintly compassion. "He's so pitiful. Let's let him in. Nothing bad will happen."
Everyone at the base objected, shaking their heads as hard as they could.
That night, Yan Wei tried to sneak out and open the gate for him anyway, but the moment she did, a woman outside caught her red-handed.
"In the apocalypse, you kill the bleeding hearts first. Get it, little girl?"
The woman chopped off the infected person's head and smiled casually at Yan Wei.
With blood splashed all over her face, Yan Wei blinked very, very slowly, then gave the woman an obedient smile. "Big Sis, I'm not a bleeding heart."
"Is that so?" Qin Jiu raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. "Then prove it to me."
And with that, she scooped Yan Wei up and carried her out of the base. From then on, they lived on the run together.
Yan Wei: Umm...
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Yan Wei: Seriously, there's just no need.
Later, a zombie took a bite of Qin Jiu's brain. "Yuck, love-brain."
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A textbook love-brain (for real) x an unconventional bleeding heart (not really)
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Yan Wei: You turned out wrong.
Qin Jiu: She tried really hard to straighten Yan Wei out, then turned gay herself.
Yan Wei: Well, well, so that's what you're like, Big Sis. I never would have guessed.
Qin Jiu: ...This damn life is just exhausting.
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The next novel I write will probably be this one (assuming nothing unexpected happens and I can actually write it).
Ah, this is a new idea I just came up with. It's so fresh. I only thought of it while writing Birds in Flight. I haven't thought through the plot or the romance at all; I'll just go by feel as I write. It's an unplanned, illogical stream-of-consciousness story, and there are enough of these stories to make a whole series (gestures). I started the series because I really love the feeling that everyone has their own story.
As usual, I'll update whenever I feel like it. I missed deadlines quite a few times with the last book, and this one is even harder to promise anything for since I don't know where the plot is going.
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Reader notes:
1. The receiving lead isn't a real bleeding heart. On the contrary, her values are twisted, and she's not a normal person. Her understanding of love is strange too. She might only act like a bleeding heart in the first chapter; I'm not sure about later. I mainly picked this title because of that Douyin meme, "In the apocalypse, kill the bleeding hearts first."
2. There's a reason the attacking lead suddenly takes the receiving lead outside. To be precise, the attacking lead is more of a bleeding heart than the receiving lead (not really). In this era, a bleeding heart probably wouldn't survive.
3. There's a reason the receiving lead brings an infected person into the base. Her golden finger is extremely, extremely powerful. She's at the absolute ceiling of combat strength. This is a wish-fulfillment novel for women, with no logic at all. Even the author has no outline (mainly because it's fun to write).
4. There is a BL secondary couple. I don't know how much of the story they'll take up, but probably not much.
5. The characters' values absolutely don't represent the author's. I'm just an ordinary student who overthinks things and has some pretty outrageous kinks in my daydreams. My family has protected me so much that I don't even dare go out alone for more than half an hour.
6. The plot is the sort where I write whatever comes to mind, so it's very likely to have logical inconsistencies and all sorts of problems. Please point them out for me ( ?;︵;` )
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The author's ramblings:
Why did I ever think of writing a cerebral story when I'm completely inexperienced at them?
Ah, it all started with an idea for an unconventional infinite-flow series that I came up with and personally love. I need to improve my writing before I can lay the groundwork. As for when I'll start writing that series, haha, let's wait until I've gained enough life experience and improved my writing. (Maybe that day will never come.)
Theme: Suffering is a whetstone that can sharpen you. Don't lose yourself in hardship.
My wrist was bone-aligned and the Chinese medicine doctor also asked me to fix it. The pain becomes unbearable even after typing for a long time.
6. I'm stuck. I really can't stand it. It's so painful to be stuck???
I was sick all day, and I went home with a fever of 40 degrees. This is the third time this year that my fever has reached this level. Counting the two times when I had a severe cough, I wouldn't have been positive five times, right?_? I think my body is worse than that of my grandparents (?-ω?`)
I think updates should be slow in the past few weeks because my health is really not in good shape╯▂╰
I'm taking another day off. I don't know why my right wrist is sprained. It's swollen and feels like a bone is protruding. It's not convenient for typing. I'm sorry.
I fixed my right wrist with a bracket, I will update it next time
In order to match the school time, this update should be set after the Lantern Festival, sorry?_?
I'm asking for leave again, I'm sorry≥≤I went to the hospital to have my eyes checked.
No update this week, too much going on ⊙⊙Please take a day off, sorry π_π
Although I said this is a random update, I still feel very sorry. I went home to the hospital to have my stitches removed this week and I don't have time to update. It may have to be delayed for a week?_?