Not shy, just a little dazed.

The three of them ate a satisfying hot pot heartily, their faces glowing with happiness, and the atmosphere became less oppressive than before. Qin Sheng occasionally observed Song Qing An's expression, and as she had expected, Song Qing An, the foodie, could solve his troubles with a hot pot. Although she didn't know what Song Qing An's troubles were, it seemed that she only knew his name and even didn't know where he came from. Yet Song Qing An knew nothing of hers either, so Qin Sheng didn't feel too much at a loss. However, she could clearly sense that Song Qing An was not that simple. Even though his face was always smiling, the complex look in his eyes told Qin Sheng that it was definitely not simple. Still, there was time, and there would be opportunities to understand him gradually. Qin Sheng herself hadn't realized that she had developed a growing desire to know more about Song Qing An. Song Qing An naturally knew that Qin Sheng kept glancing at him from time to time, perhaps because his emotions hadn't been controlled or she had seen through it. Song Qing An pursed his lips, thinking in his heart that he couldn't let Qin Sheng detect his negative emotions again. "It still feels so comfortable eating hot pot," Lu Shen Chen wiped his mouth and then leaned back against the chair behind him. That day he had been studying Qin Sheng's ability backlash the whole time, and now that the meal was over, he felt completely drained. Qin Sheng and Song Qing An exchanged smiles and comfortably leaned back against the chair backs. Qin Sheng's face always carried a faint smile. No matter when she came to the Su Yuan Small Shop, it always felt comfortable and warm. Qin Sheng didn't realize that what had started as merely a small sword collection shop had gradually become a place of solace in her heart. As if no matter how tired she was, returning to the room in the Su Yuan Small Shop made all fatigue vanish. Only here could Qin Sheng let down all her vigilance and guard. It seemed that this place had gradually become more than just a small shop. It was like an earthly paradise in the apocalyptic world, untouched by the outside world, with no zombies to intrude and no other people to disturb. Qin Sheng had always been grateful that she had come to the Su Yuan Small Shop, otherwise she wouldn't have met Lu Shen Chen and Song Qing An, nor would she have found a Tang Dao that was the most convenient to use. When Qin Sheng thought of the Tang Dao, she suddenly snapped back to her senses and quickly stood up to touch her waist. The Tang Dao wasn't in the space. Could it have been left at the camp? Later, because of the pain, she had gradually lost consciousness and completely forgotten to put the Tang Dao away. "What's wrong?" Seeing Qin Sheng suddenly sit up in a panic, Song Qing An raised his brows and asked softly. Qin Sheng looked at Song Qing An and hurriedly asked, "Did you see my Tang Dao?" Song Qing An smiled helplessly and pointed toward the window side, "The Tang Dao has been wiped clean and placed on the windowsill there. Don't worry." Qin Sheng looked in the direction Song Qing An was pointing and saw the Tang Dao placed steadily on the table by the windowsill, and then sighed in relief. The Tang Dao had been stained with blood today, probably wiped clean by Song Qing An. "By the way, when you came back, your palm was tightly clenched around something unknown, and I put it away for you." Song Qing An spoke slowly after thinking of something. Qin Sheng raised her brows, actually not reacting immediately to what Song Qing An was saying. "Where did you put it?" Qin Sheng asked Song Qing An. "On the desk in your room." Qin Sheng heard this and was about to get up to take it. "I'll get it for you." Song Qing An stood up and walked into the inner room to get the things for Qin Sheng. Qin Sheng lightly curved her lips and sat back in her original position, quietly waiting for Song Qing An to return. To be honest, her consciousness had been intermittent today. When Song Qing An said he was holding something in his hand, she hadn't reacted and didn't remember when she had picked up something today. "Yo yo yo, smiling so brightly. Is getting something for you that makes you so happy?" Lu Shen Chen had been squinting earlier and saw Qin Sheng's smile on her face. He couldn't control his desire to ship CP and couldn't help teasing Qin Sheng. Qin Sheng helplessly pouted. Where did she smile so brightly? Wasn't this a polite, simple smile? Before Qin Sheng could refute, Lu Shen Chen smoothly took her words and spoke meaningfully, "You don't know how dark Song Qing An's face was when he carried you here today. It looked like it could destroy the earth..." "You had been unconscious the whole time, and Song Qing An stayed by your bedside the whole night, no matter how you tried to persuade him, he wouldn't leave..." Qin Sheng listened to Lu Shen Chen recount what happened after she fell unconscious today, and she hadn't expected Song Qing An to be so worried about her. "I've known Song Qing An for so many years, but I haven't seen him so anxious over one person." Qin Sheng was somewhat at a loss and picked up the teacup to drink some water to calm herself, speaking in a stumbling, nervous tone, "Is... really?" Her fair cheeks had a blush on them. It seemed that seeing her reaction was effective, Lu Shen Chen spoke more intensely, with some exaggerated descriptions. Qin Sheng mostly guessed that Lu Shen Chen was getting more exaggerated, and her responses were becoming more frequent. However, when she heard that Song Qing An was so worried about her unconsciousness, her feelings were a bit complex, hard to describe. It felt a bit like a tingling sensation. Qin Sheng had never felt this way before. "Qin Sheng, could it be that you're shy? Your face is so red?" Lu Shen Chen had been speaking and suddenly pulled out a bottle of wine from somewhere, taking several big gulps, obviously getting a bit drunk. Being drunk doesn't mean the person is drunk, Lu Shen Chen knew what he was doing. He was sure Qin Sheng was blushing! It must be because he said Song Qing An was worried about her, so she would be shy! It had to be! Lu Shen Chen became more and more pleased, even laughing out loud, "You are shy!" Qin Sheng shook her head while hurriedly touching her face, "I didn't, it's just that the temperature is a bit hot and my head is a bit dizzy..." Before Qin Sheng could finish her rebuttal, a somewhat cool hand was placed on her forehead. The hot temperature was instantly soothed by this coolness. However, the coolness disappeared in an instant, and that pair of good-looking hands was taken back and placed on his own forehead. Qin Sheng was a bit stunned, not yet returning from the earlier coolness. She slightly raised her head and looked at the white-haired youth, who placed his hand on her forehead like checking temperature, and after a few seconds, put it back on her forehead again. Qin Sheng's breath caught, her heart beating thumpingly. She felt the abnormal jumping frequency of her heart at that moment. The slender hand quickly moved away from her forehead again, and Qin Sheng inexplicably felt a bit reluctant about that coolness. "Normal body temperature, probably too stuffy so a bit dizzy." Song Qing An confirmed that Qin Sheng showed no signs of fever and turned to open the window a bit. The outside coolness quickly slipped in through the small crack of the open window. Feeling the hotness gradually disappear, Qin Sheng gradually returned to her senses. Her gaze still hadn't left from the white-haired youth standing by the window, slightly raising his head to look out at the moon. The moonlight dimly fell on the youth's white hair and shoulders, adding an unattainable hazy feeling. Qin Sheng shook her head to calm herself, took a deep breath, and walked out of the previous atmosphere. After regaining her senses, Qin Sheng thought of the random thoughts in her heart just now, and subconsciously chose to escape. "I'm going to rest. Good night." Qin Sheng didn't bother to clean up the remnants and quickly disappeared, vanishing from the living room. Song Qing An withdrew his gaze, looked back, and glanced at the tightly closed door of Qin Sheng's room. A gentle look appeared in his eyes. He also let out a sigh of relief and reached out to open the window wider. The night wind was still a bit cool in the end, and soon it blew away the hotness on the youth's body. Only the pinkness on his earlobe lingered and didn't dissipate. Song Qing An looked at the moon for a while until he felt a bit cool, then closed the window. His gaze happened to fall on the Tang Dao that was carefully wiped and put away. Song Qing An slightly raised his hand and brushed over the Tang Dao's hilt, his fingertips sliding over the agate on the hilt, and the red agate seemed to respond and brightened. Just as he turned around to return to his room, Song Qing An stopped his steps. His gaze landed on Lu Shen Chen who was leaning on the chair snoring loudly. He couldn't help but think of what Lu Shen Chen had said when drunk about Qin Sheng. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, he turned around again and opened the window. The next day, Qin Sheng woke up quite early. Today counted as the fourth day in the zombie forest, and it was better to go back early since there were still three days left. She simply tidied up the room, and when she stepped out, she saw Lu Shen Chen who had also gotten up very early. Song Qing An wasn't there, probably still asleep. It seemed Lu Shen Chen didn't look very good today. Qin Sheng was a bit worried. Just as she wanted to approach, she heard Lu Shen Chen let out a super loud sneeze. Qin Sheng raised her brows and asked Lu Shen Chen, "Boss Lu, are you catching a cold?" Lu Shen Chen wiped his slightly red nose with a tissue, obviously having a nasal tone when speaking, "It's not Song Qing An that little brat." Qin Sheng was a bit puzzled. Only to hear Lu Shen Chen speak in a resentful tone. "That brat left me sleeping alone in the living room all night. Sleeping is fine, but that brat did it on purpose without closing the window!" Lu Shen Chen angrily threw the wiped tissue into the trash can, like venting his anger. Qin Sheng curved her lips. If she remembered correctly, after she ran into the room last night, she had heard the sound of the window closing outside. So Lu Shen Chen saying Song Qing An didn't close the window was probably intentional. Qin Sheng restrained her smile and pursed her lips, "Boss Lu, remember to take medicine. I have to go back. I can't delay too long." Lu Shen Chen casually waved his hand and took another tissue to wipe his nose. Before Qin Sheng took two steps, he suddenly thought of something and called out to Qin Sheng. "Wait, Song Qing An said the things you want are by the Tang Dao." When Qin Sheng went to get the Tang Dao, she indeed saw a handkerchief-wrapped something. It didn't seem like a handkerchief, perhaps she had wrapped it around someone's collar when she pulled it off.