After nearly a month of wandering, they had been like a lone boat on the ocean, sticking close together until every one of them reached the coast safely.
As Lou Yu ran toward the plane, he glanced back at the Armored Vehicle that had once served as their communal bunk.
Once they boarded and the plane reached a certain altitude, Lou Yu stood up and began rolling up his trouser legs.
"Lu Yao, Lu Yao! A zombie scratched my leg!"
Lu Yao said calmly, "Take your trousers off and let me see."
"Don't you fucking undo my belt!" Lou Yu clutched his waistband tightly.
"There are people everywhere!"
"I just wanted to check whether you were hurt." Lu Yao looked up innocently.
Lou Yu laughed, putting both hands on his waistband, ready to just strip everything off in one go.
Lu Yao suddenly caught his wrist, his tone dangerous. "Don't."
Lou Yu burst out laughing and hooked an arm around his neck. Without a trace of shame, he squeezed his tall, long-legged frame onto Lu Yao's lap.
His foxlike eyes narrowed slightly as he leaned close to Lu Yao's ear and whispered:
"In a pretty good mood, huh? You even have the energy to mess with me. Would a jealous bastard like you really let me show my legs in front of all these people?"
Amusement surfaced in Lu Yao's eyes. His hand settled against Lou Yu's lower back, holding him as though he fit perfectly in his arms.
Seeing him smile, Lou Yu found it a rare sight. He leaned over, pinched Lu Yao's cheeks, and pulled them outward.
"Tell me, will we still be free when we get to Island W?"
"I think I'll always be fond of those days we spent at the Temple. Even without a