The yandere president's boyfriend!

Chapter 174 "It doesn't taste good..."

Under the gray sky, an abandoned city stands silently. It was once a symbol of prosperity, but now it has become a hotbed of death and despair.

In the mist, two figures slowly approached. They were not ordinary travelers, but the most special existences in this city - the Zombie King, Ling Xiao, and his lover, Jiang Yu, who had lost his memory and only had instinct and fear left.

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Ling Xiao's steps seemed leisurely, but in fact, every step revealed an irresistible majesty.

His eyes were as deep as the night sky, as if they could swallow all the light, but only when he looked at Jiang Yu would a hint of tenderness and desire flash across his eyes.

Jiang Yu, who was once the pride of the world, is now like a fragment forgotten by time, with only the instincts of a zombie left - the desire for blood and the fear of the unknown.

"He seemed unable to see his own fear, or perhaps that fear fueled his deeper anger and excitement."

Ling Xiao pondered secretly in his heart, and a complicated smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He approached slowly, and every step he took was like an invisible pressure, causing Jiang Yu to tremble instinctively, baring his fangs and making a low warning sound.

However, the moment Ling Xiao's hand gently touched Jiang Yu's cheek, everything in the air seemed to freeze.

Jiang Yu's body suddenly stiffened, followed by a fierce resistance. He suddenly stood up and bit Ling Xiao on the side of his neck.

A strong smell of blood instantly spread. It was the smell between the same kind, but it was far less sweet than human blood.

“It doesn’t taste good…”

Ling Xiao frowned. Although he felt unwilling, he knew that this was inevitable.

He is the immortal zombie king, and his thirst for blood has long surpassed his survival instinct. Jiang Yu's blood is just a helpless comfort to him.

He opened his mouth and took a few steps back. The blood stains at the corners of his mouth made him look even more weird.

But fate didn't seem to let them off easily.

Ling Xiao's head was pushed back by an irresistible force again. Jiang Yu's lips were wetly pressed against his neck, rubbing it randomly, like a lost cub.

Ling Xiao's big hands tightly clasped the back of Jiang Yu's head, and the clinking sound of the chains seemed particularly harsh in the quiet ruins.

"Wuwu——" Jiang Yu whimpered helplessly, his eyes full of fear and confusion.

Ling Xiao finally let him go, and their eyes met in the air, one full of morbid tenderness, the other full of confusion and fear.

"Baby, when will you remember me? I can't wait."

Ling Xiao murmured softly, his tone filled with both expectation and helplessness.

He gently stroked Jiang Yu's head, trying to soothe his inner fear in this way.

Day after day, Ling Xiao tried every possible way to awaken Jiang Yu's lost memory.

Whenever he brought back fresh flesh and blood, Jiang Yu's eyes would light up and she would pounce on him like a long-awaited rain. That was the only way for them to communicate.

But more often than not, Jiang Yu just sat there quietly, like a lifeless sculpture, indifferent to everything around him.

Ling Xiao likes to see the moment when Jiang Yu takes the initiative to rush towards him. That is the moment when the softest part of his heart is touched.

He would be eager to hold him in his arms and tell him in the most direct way that no matter how the world changes, he is here and will never leave.

However, Ling Xiao also understood that such a relationship was not equal. What he longed for was Jiang Yu's true response, not instinctive dependence.

So, he began to try a more delicate way to tell the story of their past, even though those memories were like fairy tales to Jiang Yu.

"Remember? We once planted a flower on these ruins. You said it was the color of hope."

Ling Xiao's voice was gentle and firm. He believed that one day, those fragments of memory would be pieced together again and illuminate Jiang Yu's heart.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the ruined city ushered in the long-awaited spring.

A small flower quietly bloomed in the place that Lingxiao had mentioned. Although it was inconspicuous, it grew tenaciously, as if telling the miracle of life.

On this day, when Ling Xiao returned with flesh and blood again, he found that Jiang Yu did not rush towards him as usual, but stood quietly in front of the little flower, with an unprecedented light flashing in his eyes.

Ling Xiao's heart trembled suddenly, and he seemed to see the dawn of hope.

"Do you... remember?" Ling Xiao's voice trembled a little. He couldn't believe that his hard work had finally paid off.

Jiang Yu slowly turned around and looked at Ling Xiao. There was no longer confusion and fear in her eyes, but a deep and gentle gaze.

"I...seem to have remembered something."

Although his voice was soft, it was like a spring breeze blowing through Ling Xiao's heart, making him feel unprecedented excitement and happiness.

At that moment, Jiang Yu's eyes became clearer. He stared at Ling Xiao, trying hard to recall every detail of the past.

Ling Xiao walked forward, gently held his hand, his face full of joy.

"Don't worry, think about it slowly." Ling Xiao said softly.

Jiang Yu nodded slightly, closed his eyes and felt the air around him.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"I remember that you are my love."

Jiang Yu's voice was a little hoarse, but full of sincerity.

Ling Xiao excitedly hugged Jiang Yu in his arms, tears welling up in his eyes.

"That's great, you finally remembered me." Ling Xiao said in a low voice.

From then on, this abandoned city was no longer filled with death and despair. It witnessed the revival of a love that spanned life and death.

Ling Xiao and Jiang Yu walked hand in hand on the ruins, creating their own future together.