After half a month of nonstop practice, Little Seven finally couldn't take the humiliation anymore. While Bai Yaoyao had her head down eating dessert, he killed himself.
The familiar scene immediately stirred Bai Yaoyao's homesickness.
Her spirits suddenly sank.
She wondered how her brothers and the Beasts were doing. Now that the apocalypse was over, they were probably busy rebuilding, weren't they?
There were no zombies left in Huaguo, but what about abroad...
sigh.
Seeing Bai Yaoyao sprawled dejectedly on the recliner, Shi Nian guessed she was missing home again.
He really envied her for having a group of brothers she could trust with her life.
His own family was nothing like that. Since his parents died, there had been little genuine affection, only cold-blooded scheming.
But now that the apocalypse had come, they were probably all dead. What a shame...
When Bai Yaoyao saw Shi Nian approaching with a gloomy face, looking ready to kill someone, she pulled herself together and asked with eager curiosity, "What's wrong? What happened?"
"Nothing happened. I just thought of... some relatives from before the apocalypse." Shi Nian didn't want to tell Bai Yaoyao a single lie.
Bai Yaoyao immediately sensed some juicy gossip. "Tell me more. Why do you look ready to kill someone when you think about your relatives?"
"There's really not much to tell. They were just a bunch of scumbags who cared about profit and nothing about family.
"You rescued me on that mountain, remember? Those so-called relatives had teamed up to push me off."
Shi Nian suddenly recalled seeing Bai Yaoyao the moment he opened his eyes...
He couldn't help lowering his head with a smile.
"Buddy, are you a masochist? You knew they were scumbags, but you still went hiking with them? They pushed you off a mountain,