Corpse

Two months ago, Yin Qiao was unfortunately infected with the zombie virus. She was in a daze and had a fever for two months. Fortunately, she did not die from the virus, but because the virus awakened her superpowers and she was injected with serum, she finally survived.

Yin Qiao felt that she was very lucky.

But for some reason, as she woke up, Sang Huai seemed to become much quieter.

Yin Qiao was puzzled. She asked, "Sang Huai, what's wrong with you? Aren't you happy that I woke up?"

In order to find the missing Ye Lin, Yin Qiao and Sang Huai have not joined any base in the past two years, but have been walking outside. After all, Ye Lin is an alien zombie and should not be in the base.

Although Sang Huai had considered this possibility, when he entered the base, he always felt that someone was secretly watching him and waiting for an opportunity to strike. This unknown feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Someone was watching him.

Sang Huai finally came to this conclusion.

Although he couldn't tell who was watching him secretly.

Hearing Yin Qiao's question, Sang Huai forced a smile and asked her in a hoarse voice: "Qiao Qiao, after you have rested for a few more days, let's go to the base in Jingcheng. It's still too dangerous outside. I don't want you to be in danger again."

"But aren't we looking for Brother Lin?" Yin Qiao said, but he couldn't help but think of Sang Jiyue in his heart.

After they parted in Yancheng, Yin Qiao never saw Sang Jiyue again, nor did he hear any news about her.

Yin Qiao had heard quite a bit about Jiang Wangxi, the only person related to Sang Jiyue, and most of the news was praise and respect for him.

But where is Ah Yue? Isn't she with Jiang Wangxi?

Is she doing well now? Is she still often sick?

How hard would it take for a girl who has been frail and sickly since childhood to survive in such a dangerous world?

Because Jiang Wangxi is often not in Jingcheng, Yin Qiao can roughly confirm that Sang Jiyue is not with him, so where would she go?

Sang Jiyue doesn't like crowded places. She might not even settle down in the base, but wander outside. So in the past two years, Yin Qiao has been accompanying Sang Huai to find Ye Lin, while also looking forward to seeing Sang Jiyue to see if she is safe.

Although they did not find Ye Lin or Sang Jiyue, she was infected with the virus. Fortunately, she survived in the end.

In response to Yin Qiao's question, Sang Huai remained silent for even longer.

For some reason, many strange yet familiar fragments of memories suddenly appeared in his mind. They were completely different from the memories he had in the past two years.

As if they shouldn't be like this, they all deserve a better life than they have now.

Which memory is true?

Sang Huai found it difficult to judge.

Seeing that Sang Huai had been silent, Yin Qiao thought that Sang Huai was still worried. She smiled easily and comforted Sang Huai: "Okay, don't think too much. I'm much better now. In a few days, we can continue our journey."

Sang Huai was very confused at this time and had no time to say anything. He just nodded randomly and stared at the snow scene outside the car window in a daze.

For some reason, Yin Qiao always felt that Sang Huai had become very strange since then. He became much quieter and spent longer time every day thinking about something.

When Yin Qiao recovered and planned to continue her journey north with Sang Huai, Sang Huai suddenly said to her in a serious tone, "Qiao Qiao, this shouldn't be our life. Someone has tampered with our lives."

"What?" Yin Qiao looked at Sang Huai in confusion.

Although Yin Qiao has recovered in the past few days, her complexion has not been looking good, perhaps because the virus has still affected her body.

Sang Huai looked at Yin Qiao's pale face, and his voice gradually softened: "Qiao Qiao, go to the base in Jingcheng and stay there for a while. You will be safe without me. I have something very important to do. I will come to you as soon as I finish it."

"Where are you going?" Yin Qiao felt inexplicably flustered. She tightly grasped Sang Huai's hand and asked, "You've been acting strangely these past few days. And what did you mean when you said someone had tampered with our lives?"

"Xu Zhiyuan, Lin Luoan, Ye Lin... none of them should have left us. We should have been together, but now it's all been ruined by one person. It must be her." When saying this, Sang Huai's face turned very ugly: "The most important thing is, if she doesn't die, she will kill you, Qiao Qiao."

Sang Huai said, his expression also became excited: "It will soon be the third year of the apocalypse. I will not give her another chance to grow up. As long as she dies, those tragedies will never happen again."

"Who is this 'she' you're talking about?"

Sang Huai looked at Yin Qiao deeply. He sat in the driver's seat and drove Yin Qiao to the base in Jingcheng in the wind and snow.

…

Sheng Xingzhou came back from outside just as the sky was getting light. He stood outside the door, shook off the snow on his body, used his supernatural powers to dispel the coldness, then changed his shoes and went in.

Sheng Xingzhou yawned lazily and went into the kitchen to make breakfast. Although Sang Jiyue might not eat much, she would not eat nothing at all.

By the time breakfast was ready, it was almost time for Sang Jiyue to get up. He was usually the one who asked her to get up and have breakfast, but she would feel sleepy again soon after eating. She spent two-thirds of the day sleeping.

But today should be the last day of this bad situation.

Sheng Xingzhou couldn't help but feel a little panicked about the unknown that would happen next. He was afraid that Sang Jiyue would not get better after turning into a zombie, and he was also afraid that he would not be able to take good care of her because he had no experience in taking care of a zombie.

As Sheng Xingzhou was thinking, he knocked on Sang Jiyue's door and said to her in a cheerful voice, "Ayue, it's time to get up. Let's take some pictures after you finish breakfast. I found the camera."

This is Sang Jiyue's last day as a human being. Sheng Xingzhou wants to leave something behind, such as a photo with her, which may be a good commemoration.

Sang Jiyue was a light sleeper. Normally, she would wake up and respond when Sheng Xingzhou's voice was heard. However, this time, Sheng Xingzhou pricked up his ears and listened for a long time, but there was no sound.

Sheng Xingzhou felt very uneasy for a moment. He turned the doorknob without thinking and looked inside.

The familiar thin figure in his memory, neatly dressed, was sitting on the bay window with his back to him. His eyes should be looking out the window, but his body was motionless.

"Ayue?"

Sheng Xingzhou ran to Sang Jiyue's back in two or three steps, pressed her shoulders anxiously, and straightened her up.

An overly pale face came into view, her eyes were slightly white, and there was no spirit in her eyes when she looked at him, just a creepy emptiness.

Sheng Xingzhou's gaze moved down, from the bluish needle hole on her neck to the syringes casually thrown on the ground, one of which was empty. His gaze finally settled on the bags of blood that had been bitten open, the liquid inside soaking the soft and warm carpet.

Sheng Xingzhou immediately understood what was going on. He was about to speak when he saw that the originally quiet Sang Jiyue suddenly became excited when she saw him.

Her eyes, covered with a thin white film, turned red in an instant, and a bluish-white color began to spread from the corners of her eyes, mixed with a hint of decay. She opened her mouth wide, revealing a pair of sharp, snow-white fangs.

At this moment, she displayed unprecedented aggressiveness, without any deliberate disguise, acting entirely on the instincts of her body and her mind.

Sheng Xingzhou didn't have time to think and subconsciously dodged her attack. Her speed was faster than when she was a human, and she would no longer be weak in a short period of time. Sheng Xingzhou was also cautious and soon fell into a disadvantage in front of her.

Sang Jiyue pinched his neck with one hand and held him down tightly with the other. It wasn't that Sheng Xingzhou couldn't struggle free, but if he struggled, the claw that pinched his neck might pierce his neck.

She originally had very long and sharp nails, and now that she had turned into a corpse, her nails had hardened to the point of being as sharp as ten blades.

Sheng Xingzhou didn't dare to move. He just looked at her like this, feeling sad and helpless: "Ayue, do you really not recognize me?"

Sang Jiyue naturally didn't understand what Sheng Xingzhou said. The prey was quite well-behaved, so she didn't poke it with her claws. Instead, she rubbed his soft neck with her soft fingertips, and her water-based supernatural power surged out, wetting that piece of skin.

Sheng Xingzhou: “……?”

What was she doing, washing his neck?

There was an itchy feeling on his neck. Sheng Xingzhou swallowed uncomfortably, and then he felt a pain in his neck. He felt that his neck was bitten hard.

Because the fangs were so sharp, Sheng Xingzhou only felt a slight numbness when he was bitten, but no pain. It was not until more and more blood flowed out of his body that he realized that something was wrong.

If Sang Jiyue was allowed to eat, she would definitely suck him dry.

After realizing this, Sheng Xingzhou used his strength to pinch Sang Jiyue's chin, forcing her to move away from his neck.

Sang Jiyue turned around and bit without hesitation, as if she wanted to bite his finger off directly.

Sheng Xingzhou hurriedly let go, then changed his position and pressed her on the carpet. She kept struggling, and in a blink of an eye, Sheng Xingzhou had many small wounds on his body.

After struggling for a long time, Sang Jiyue seemed tireless and did not calm down until Sheng Xingzhou tied her hands and feet with a scarf.

Sheng Xingzhou wiped the sweat off his face, then dug out a few blood bags from his space, and held them out to her mouth from a distance: "Ayue, eat this."

Sang Jiyue took a bite and blood spurted out. She made a slight swallowing motion, but perhaps because it was not fresh enough, she spat it out with a "Pooh" and stared at Sheng Xingzhou with her red eyes.

Sheng Xingzhou: “…”

Why is Sang Jiyue still so picky about food even after becoming a zombie? Could it be that she only likes to eat him?

Ah Yue has really good taste.

Sheng Xingzhou felt a little happy but also a little worried. He covered the wound on his neck and whispered to Sang Jiyue, "Ayue, eat tomorrow. You've already taken a lot of my blood today."

Sang Jiyue didn't understand, but just kept struggling, and saw that the scarf that bound her hands and feet was torn.

Sheng Xingzhou suddenly remembered that he had tied her up once before. When Sang Jiyue was still a human, she would not stop struggling even when she was tied up until she was exhausted. Now she has become a zombie, and zombies are tireless, so this scarf can't tie her up at all.

Sheng Xingzhou didn't want to tie her up with a rope, so before Sang Jiyue could struggle free, he quickly rushed out the door and closed it.

Sang Jiyue shook his bound hands, stood up, and started banging on the door again.

The clanging sound from inside the door made Sang Jiyue's presence particularly prominent.

Seeing that she was still so energetic, Sheng Xingzhou's anxious heart calmed down a little.

The sounds in his ears continued. Sheng Xingzhou sat down against the door. The wound on his neck had stopped bleeding, and he had no energy to deal with it. His mind was full of Sang Jiyue who had been silently injected with the serum.

I clearly spoke to him in a sweet voice last night and said I would see him tomorrow, and even kissed him, so why did you inject the serum without even telling him?

Sang Jiyue was indeed unusually gentle last night, which only meant that she had already made up her mind before.

There was no way to tell him about my thoughts, not even to inform him.

Why?

He had clearly said that he had something to say to her today. She knew what he was going to say, but she still insisted on her decision.

Do you not want to hear it? Or do you think it is not important anymore?

The resentment in his heart was fleeting. Sheng Xingzhou thought more about how she had injected the serum alone last night and then turned into a corpse alone.

Will she feel pain? Will she cry secretly?

As Sheng Xingzhou thought about this, his heart began to ache again. He called her in confusion, "Ayue."

I heard the sound of banging on the door from inside without stopping.

Sheng Xingzhou didn't care. He said, "I remember when I was infected with the corpse poison, you said that you didn't want me to stay alone in the room, waiting to become a walking corpse."

The fact that Sang Jiyue would say this only means that this is how she went through when she was infected with the corpse poison.

Even if it is only for a short time, she will still feel helpless and desperate as her self-awareness gradually dissipates in the spread of the virus.

"You said this to me because you hope I can be there when you turn into a corpse, right?"

"But now... you don't need me anymore?"

"Are you angry because I haven't given you an answer?"

"I'll give you the answer now, A Yue——"

Before Sheng Xingzhou could finish his words, the rickety door was broken open by Sang Jiyue, and he no longer had the chance to say those words.

When facing Sheng Xingzhou, perhaps because of anger, or perhaps because of her zombie instincts, Sang Jiyue showed unprecedented aggressiveness.

When she pounced on him, Sheng Xingzhou subconsciously stretched out his hand to block her, but she bit his arm tightly.

Sheng Xingzhou originally wanted to push her away, but he raised and lowered his other hand, and finally remained motionless, allowing Sang Jiyue to do what she wanted.

"Ayue..." His lips were pale, but his eyes were surprisingly firm and persistent: "You need me. Look, you haven't let me go yet."

After a moment, Sang Jiyue spat out his arm with a "Pooh" sound, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and walked out slowly.