"Shall we have lunch together?"
Zhang Yiming spoke softly, his eyes looking at Bai Xiqin with a hint of expectation.
After the apocalypse, he had not eaten with the Bai Family few times, yet his additional memories held an intense longing for shared meals.
He almost couldn't control his behavior, wanting to stay with Bai Xiqin all the time, and protect her with everything he had.
This was the deepest, most intense memory in his mind.
Also a memory from the future where he once existed.
Even though he tried hard to restrain himself, he couldn't help but make this request.
"Okay."
Bai Xiqin didn't find it odd and nodded in agreement.
The way the future Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming looked at her was too obvious; Bai Xiqin could vaguely sense his feelings.
The current Zhang Yiming was too warm and sunny, his eyes conveying such pure emotions that she didn't want to interpret them any other way.
In truth, Zhang Yiming hid his emotions too well.
"What are we eating?"
