This one-bedroom apartment in the center of Venice is not large, but it is decorated warmly and elegantly, showing the unique personalities and tastes of its two owners.
The pure white lace curtains and the light green heavy curtains match each other, swaying gently in the wind, like a moving painting, adding a bit of romance and fantasy to this small home.
On the dark purple double sofa, there are several macaron-colored pillows placed casually. They are of different shapes and bright colors, adding a touch of liveliness and vividness to the entire space.
These pillows not only make the sofa look more comfortable and warm, but also seem to tell the multifaceted personalities of the two owners - a deep and steady side, as well as a lively and cute side.
An entire wall of bookcases is filled with various books, maps and magazines, which are arranged in an orderly manner, like a treasure trove of knowledge, waiting for the two owners to explore and discover.
These books not only enriched their spiritual world, but also became their sustenance for finding a sense of belonging and security in this strange world.
On a round mat on the floor lay a half-read financial magazine. The pages rustled in the wind, as if telling of the owner's thirst for knowledge.
Well, it was actually the pursuit of money. These magazines and books were Dora's way of desperately trying to understand the situation in this new world. To say that she was a person who planned ahead was better to say that she was insecure, sensitive and suspicious.
A bunch of gardenias on the coffee table quietly exudes a subtle fragrance. Their pure white petals and emerald green leaves complement each other, adding a touch of freshness and elegance to this small home.
Yara kicked off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the soft sofa, enjoying her snack time with a happy look on her face.
She held the pastry box tightly in one hand and tiramisu in the other. She took one bite after another, and the various pastries in the box disappeared quickly in her mouth. It was obvious that she was very satisfied with the delicious food in front of her.
Dora sat at a nearby table, a thick English dictionary in her hands, absorbed in her study. Occasionally, she looked up at Yara, her face contented with her meal, a gentle smile playing on her lips.
"Yara, eat slowly. We have dinner soon." Dora reminded softly, her tone full of pampering.
Yara nodded obediently, but her mouth was full of food and her words were unclear: "It's okay, I still have a stomach left for dinner." After that, she continued to concentrate on enjoying her snack meal.
Dora shook her head helplessly. Although the two of them were not short of food and clothing in the late apocalypse, filling their stomachs was the top priority in that apocalyptic environment. Desserts were too scarce.
Now that she finally had a stable life, she naturally wanted to let Yara make it up to her. So she put down the dictionary in her hand, walked over, helped Yara tie up her messy hair, and carefully wiped the cream off the ends of her hair with a tissue.
"Yara, remember not to spread the snack crumbs everywhere, otherwise you'll attract cockroaches and I'll give you a 'love reward'." Dora said half-jokingly and half-seriously.
In the past, there was always someone to cook and clean their residence in the base. When they were on a mission, it was very difficult to make a living. Who had the time and energy to consider hygiene? Therefore, Yara's personal living ability has deteriorated to a terrible level.
When Yara heard the word "reward of love," she immediately remembered the time she'd acted on her own and nearly been killed by a zombie. Her butt still seemed to ache from the "stir-fried bamboo shoots and pork" Dora had given her afterwards. So she nodded obediently, promising to pay attention.
The two of them enjoyed their peaceful time in this cozy little apartment. Although the shadow of the end of the world still occasionally lingered in their hearts, they had tried hard to learn and adapt to this ordinary life.
After dinner, Dora cleared the tableware and shook the pair of black and white mugs she had just bought. "Hot chocolate? Or coffee?"
"Can I have both?" Yara curled up on the sofa, hugging her favorite pillow and wiping the dagger. The blade reflected her beautiful and sexy red lips.
"How about a cup of mocha?" Dora didn't care. She was happy to satisfy Yara's usual deliberate coquettish behavior. There was nothing she could do about it. Beauties were meant to be pampered.
Dora and Yara sat side by side on the balcony of the apartment, each holding a cup of hot mocha in their hands, and the hot coffee was covered with the most luxurious cream in the apocalypse.
The two of them enjoyed this rare moment of tranquility. Their gazes passed through the outline of the city and fell on the setting sun, their eyes full of longing and expectation for the future.
"Yara, what interesting things do you think we will encounter in this new world?" Dora pecked lightly, breaking the silence.
Yara turned around and jumped onto the balcony railing, her slender, white thighs dazzling everyone. She flicked her hair and said nonchalantly, "Who knows? As long as we're together, we're not afraid of anything."
"It would be best if we could enjoy delicious food and beautiful scenery, and live a life of leisure." Dora smiled and nodded, believing Yara's words. At this moment, the washing machine suddenly hummed, and they both reached for their waists, and smiled at each other when their fingertips touched the fabric.
In the end times, the two of them were each other's strongest support. Now that they have arrived in this new world, although everything has to start over, they are confident that they can overcome all difficulties.
"By the way, Dora, do we still need to go to school?" Yara took a big sip of coffee, stuck out her tongue, and licked the white cream at the corner of her mouth. "The world seems quite peaceful. We have to find something to do, otherwise it will be too difficult to kill time."
"Well, you're right. We can apply to university together and learn something." Dora put down the coffee cup in her hand and thought seriously: "Didn't you study at a music college back then? Do you still want to continue studying music?"
"Haha," Yara showed an embarrassed smile on her face: "Haha, let's not do it. Think about it, with my hands that hold a machete all day long, if I go to school to play the violin, I'm afraid I won't be able to help laughing." As she said that, she subconsciously touched her hair, trying to hide her embarrassment.
Dora couldn't help laughing when she saw Yara's embarrassed look. She rolled her eyes and said with understanding:
"Studying science isn't very friendly to an arts student like you. How about taking an English course and a Chinese course? That way you can learn new things and also learn how to get along with ordinary people."
When Yara heard this, she jumped up excitedly. "What a great idea! I'm not very good at English, but I can definitely pass Chinese!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the coffee cup in her hand tilted uncontrollably due to excessive excitement, and the coffee splashed out.
Dora was quick-witted and used her special powers to collect all the splattered coffee and pour it into Yara's cup.
Seeing this, Yara stuck out her tongue and immediately put on a fawning expression, flattering him: "Boss, your ability has returned! Congratulations!"
Dora looked at her funny appearance and snorted twice. "Thank you for the compliment. However, starting tomorrow morning, you and I will resume training. You have been too lazy these days. We must stay alert and be ready to deal with any possible danger at any time."
When Yara heard about training, she immediately frowned. "That's not necessary, Boss. I can practice casually on my own. There's no need for you to come in person."
"Having faces like ours is a potential danger in itself." Dora tapped Yara's smooth cheek with her finger, then pointed at her own face, which was distortedly beautiful after she took off her glasses. "Don't let your guard down just because you leave the apocalypse."
Yara knew that what Duola said was right. If the two of them hadn't been so strong in the early days, they would have ended up in trouble because of their looks. Later, if it weren't for Duola's "brother" Dongfang, the two of them wouldn't have had such an easy time.
However, she wisely did not mention the "Great Lord". He and "Qiaomu" were taboos and pains in Dora's heart.
It wasn't that she didn't want to train, it was that she didn't want to train with the boss, the king of curling. So, she nodded and reluctantly agreed: "Okay, boss, I'll listen to you. Let's start training together tomorrow morning."
"Boss, what do you want to learn? Are you going to learn painting?" Yara blinked her big eyes and looked at Dora curiously.
She knew that Dora's biggest hobby was painting, and she would often take out picture books to sketch when she had nothing to do, so she guessed that Dora might choose to go to art college for further studies.
Dora held up a finger and shook it. "Drawing is a hobby. It wouldn't be beautiful if it became homework. In this new world, I want to learn something more practical. For example, I plan to sign up for a course in financial management and computer science."
"Financial management? Computers?" Yara's face was filled with surprise. "Boss, why are you suddenly interested in this? It has nothing to do with your usual hobbies. Are we short of money now?"
"Don't worry, money is just a number to us. I won't let you worry about money." Dora shrugged her shoulders, acting like a wealthy woman, reassuring Yara.
She threw up her hands helplessly. "It can't be helped, Yara. Although we're not short of money, in this new world, we still need the necessary financial management and information gathering skills. What if you get scammed while I'm away? We also need a channel for information, just in case."
Yara's face immediately fell when she heard this. "Boss, you know I get a headache when I see numbers. You used to keep all my money for me, and it's still good now, isn't it? Why do you have to force me to learn these boring things?"
Dora felt a little sorry for Yara's grievance, but she knew that in this new world, they had to learn more skills to protect themselves.
So, she gently advised, "Yara, I know you don't like numbers, so I'm not asking you to study financial management. I just want you to learn the basics of how money works in this world. I'll learn with you, and we'll supervise each other and make progress together."
After listening to Dora's words, Yara Ya was still a little reluctant, but finally nodded: "Okay, Boss. Since you said so, then I will try. But you have to promise me that if I really can't learn it, you can't force me."
Dora smiled and patted Yara's shoulder: "Don't worry, Yara. I won't force you. As long as you try your best, no matter what the result is, I will support you."
"Once these basic things are arranged, I'll take you on a trip." Dora quickly encouraged Yara, offering her a big carrot. "Don't you like all kinds of food? Let's go from city to city and try some."
There's no way, this guy is really a pure "art student". When we first met, he really only knew how to chop and didn't know anything else. He was just a "violent little princess" living in an ivory tower, otherwise he wouldn't have been almost killed by his college classmates.
In the previous world, there was no chance. This time, she must cultivate her personal survival and living abilities. In case something happens to her, this guy can also survive.
"When the time comes, we can rent a yacht, travel around the world, eat all kinds of delicious food, and see all kinds of handsome guys." Yara happily imagined the beautiful life in the future.
Sometimes, fate is so mysterious. Yara once dreamed of eating all the delicious food in the world, but in this new world, for various reasons, this wish seems unattainable. However, to her surprise, another wish - the wish to see all the handsome men - was fulfilled in a strange way.
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