Chapter 531: Refining a Living Corpse

Zhou Qingze silently looked at Lu Qiu, whose eyes were full of threats, and nodded, "I never talk too much."

"This is the best." Lu Qiu tightened his arms around Xia Wange's body.

Soon, the rescue helicopter arrived. Zhou Qingze looked at Lu Qiu who ignored his own safety and just wanted to protect Xia Wange. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

He kept throwing coins, and every time the result was death.

Xia Wange is currently dead, not in a coma...

The rescue helicopter arrived, and Lu Qiu kept holding Xia Wange. The medical staff originally wanted to go forward to see if Xia Wange needed rescue, but as soon as they started, they knew that the person was already dead, and his body was cold.

They watched as her nerves were tense as if she was about to collapse, and she kept repeating that the person in her arms was just the unconscious Lu Qiu. The rescuers didn't say much, but just let them get on the helicopter first. On the surface, they treated Xia Wange as an unconscious patient, but in fact they had already sent back the news that one had survived a life or death.

They performed a symbolic humanitarian first aid, using an electrocardiogram to let the family know that the patient had no heartbeat, and also used a defibrillator...

They looked at Lu Qiu who was talking to the person in his arms, and they felt a little sad. They heard that this was Mr. Lu's lover, and they were said to have a good relationship. One of the saddest things in the world is to see lovers separated by death.

Lu Qiu kept talking in Xia Wange's ear. He told her that they were on the helicopter and were about to go back. He told her what he was going to do after returning. He also told her that she was really amazing. He also comforted her that her current coma was only temporary and she would wake up soon...

At the end of the speech, Lu Qiu couldn't tell whether these words were spoken to Xia Wange or to himself. Maybe he was just speaking to himself to comfort himself.

After getting off the helicopter, Lu Qiu took Xia Wange home and carefully placed her on the bed. Lu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "They all said you were dead, but I don't believe it. When you wake up, you must thank me for protecting your body..."

At first, Lu Qiu felt that this was the most difficult time in his life, but in the next few days, he understood what true despair was.

In order to fulfill Xia Wange's request, he had to ensure that he was alive, so he set countless alarms and did things mechanically according to the time. When the time came, it was time to eat. Lu Qiu brought the meal over and swallowed it mechanically, and then continued to stare at Xia Wange's body and waited in a daze.

Too tired to continue, he closed his eyes and lay down beside her to rest, making sure he would be the first to know when she woke up. When the alarm rang again, he reminded himself to take a shower, drink water, and make sure he lived like a normal person...

He told Xia Wange about the weird things that happened in the group and how great she was. He also told her stories, and when he told her about the ugly duckling, he remembered the hodgepodge story that Xia Wange had told him before. He couldn't help laughing, and then he felt an uncontrollable sadness.

He held Xia Wange's hand tightly, closed his eyes, and calmed his emotions. "What should I do, Xia Wange? I can't live a normal life now. When I eat, I will subconsciously choose your favorite food. I will involuntarily help you go diving in a lively group. Will you be by my side as a ghost? If it's you, I don't seem to be afraid of ghosts at all..."

In the first few days, he was full of hope. He hoped that Xia Wange's master would appear, and that when he opened his eyes again, Xia Wange would have woken up. He also hoped that all this was just a dream.

But the closer it got to the seventh day, the more desperate Lu Qiu became. He longed for time to stop. He seemed to understand why people wanted to bury their closest ones.

The death of a loved one is like stabbing yourself in the heart, and waiting for the loved one's body to rot is like torture to the living.

Finally, it was the early morning of the sixth day. Lu Qiu looked at everything that had not changed, and the light in his eyes dimmed little by little.

He raised his hand and gently stroked Xia Wange's hair, then held her cold hand, gently placed it on the side of his cheek and rubbed it slowly. He looked at her, and his sad eyes were gradually filled with madness and determination.

After losing the feeling in his legs, Lu Qiu discovered that he had self-destructive tendencies. His madness was always directed inwardly and not outwardly. He tried hard to disguise himself as a polite and normal person, and he was always restraining the extreme thoughts that occasionally popped up in his mind.

Later, when he was with Xia Wange, Lu Qiu felt that his restraint was right. He felt that as long as he was with Xia Wange, he was happy every day.

Every day is different. Even if he stays at home every day, Xia Wange is different for him.

But now...

Lu Qiu leaned over and held Xia Wange in his arms. He whispered in her ear, "I can promise you that I won't die, but the premise is... you have to stay with me forever."

Zhou Qingze will never forget the look on his face when he opened the door and saw Lu Qiu on the sixth day after Xia Wange's death.

He knew that Lu Qiu would look terrible, but he didn't expect it to be this terrible.

It was a rainy night. Under the black raincoat was Lu Qiu's haggard and weathered face. God always favors good-looking people. Although Lu Qiu was unkempt at this time and had a dark stubble, he still looked handsome, the handsomeness of a down-and-out aristocrat.

Especially his eyes, they were very bright, as if he had found a new support.

"How do you become a zombie?"

This was the first sentence Zhou Qingze heard Lu Qiu say. Upon hearing these words, Zhou Qingze was stunned on the spot, turned his head and stared at Lu Qiu, unable to utter a single syllable.

"How do you make a zombie?" Lu Qiu took off his black raincoat hood, stared at Zhou Qingze and repeated, "Tell me."

Zhou Qingze finally found his voice, "Are you crazy?!"

"Is it obvious?" Lu Qiu smiled, "So you tell me how to make a zombie. It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I'll ask others. As long as I want to know something, I can always find out."

After saying that, Lu Qiu turned around and prepared to leave. Zhou Qingze stopped him, "Do you know what the consequences will be? You will ruin yourself."

"It's better to ruin the future than to ruin the present, right?" Lu Qiu said calmly, "So tell me, maybe you know a better way? I don't ask for anything else, I just want her to be by my side, and it would be best if she could receive my consciousness and let me control her involuntarily, as if she were really alive..."