Pity

The place where they settled was a remote village. The small village was empty at the time, not even zombies. There were only a few rotten corpses hidden in the snow.

The place where Sang Jiyue and Sheng Xingzhou lived was the innermost and quietest courtyard in the village, backed by the mountains, so there was no chance of running into other people.

But if it's not a human, that's not necessarily the case.

Sang Jiyue, wrapped in a thick and warm white coat and wearing soft and warm boots, took a step back to make sure the splashing water would not wet her shoes.

The figure trapped in the water struggled uncontrollably, shouting, "Help! Why are there zombies so hostile to me?"

Sheng Xingzhou squatted on the shore and held down the figure, preventing him from coming ashore, but he was obviously unable to hold him down, and finally he simply dived into the water.

Sang Jiyue, who was originally enjoying the fun, was startled: "Sheng Xingzhou, get up quickly, the water is very dangerous!"

Sheng Xingzhou, in his anger, did not hear Sang Jiyue's voice, but until the strange beasts in the water began to attack the invaders, they rushed out of the water in a hurry, and the splashing water finally fell on Sang Jiyue who was squatting on the shore.

Sang Jiyue's expression immediately turned sour.

Although the water on her body quickly evaporated.

She turned and left.

Sheng Xingzhou caught up with her, all wet, and then grabbed her sleeve with his hands, which were warmed by his supernatural powers, and shook it slightly.

Sang Jiyue snorted softly: "You have an excellent attitude in admitting your mistakes. I won't bother with you."

"Why don't you just make it a point?" Ji Xin, who had crawled out of the water with fish and shrimp all over his body, said very unhappily.

Sang Jiyue replied expressionlessly: "Why bother? It was you who wanted to attack me."

Ji Xin was even more surprised when he heard that she was still talking to him in zombie language.

Ji Xin finally found Sang Jiyue and Sheng Xingzhou, but the Sang Jiyue, which originally had the same smell, turned into an attractive sweet fragrance. He subconsciously thought that this was Sheng Xingzhou's food, so he must have a share.

So he pounced on Sang Jiyue without hesitation.

Then he was pressed into the water by Sheng Xingzhou. The vicious zombies wanted to suffocate him, but it was so funny that he didn't need to breathe at all. It was just that the mutated fish and shrimp in the water were so cruel in their bites that it hurt so much.

Just seeing Sang Jiyue, Ji Xin couldn't help but take a sniff, with greed in his eyes.

Sang Jiyue patted Sheng Xingzhou and said, "Bite him to death."

After receiving the order, Sheng Xingzhou immediately pounced on Ji Xin, who stretched his neck towards Sang Jiyue.

Ji Xin's eyes were clear, and he knelt down again with a plop: "Don't hit me, it's not easy for me to come here."

"Come back." Sang Jiyue said.

Sheng Xingzhou took the opportunity to kick Ji Xin, then returned to Sang Jiyue. Sang Jiyue pulled the fish and shrimps hanging on Sheng Xingzhou's body and threw them into the bucket next to him, while communicating with Ji Xin.

"How did you find us?"

Ji Xin was also pulling the fish and shrimp off his body, and replied: "I don't have any useful tracking ability..."

But Sang Jiyue's aura changed, so Ji Xin could only track Sheng Xingzhou's aura. Unexpectedly, he really found him, and they were still together.

It would have been fine if it was just zombies against zombies before, but now they are humans and zombies!

How does this low-level zombie control its desire for fresh flesh and blood?

He could barely control himself and was starving to death.

Ji Xin's eyes switched between greed and clarity.

Sang Jiyue murmured: "The tracking ability...it's really useful."

"Really? Do you really think I'm useful?" Ji Xin's eyes lit up.

Although he is a noble alien zombie, his awakened superpowers are useless. He can only command ordinary zombies, but if he encounters his own kind, he will definitely be beaten.

So when Ji Xin discovered Sang Jiyue's existence, his first thought was to curry favor with her.

It's a pity that she is a human being.

But she had good vision and discovered his shining points.

"Of course." Sang Jiyue nodded, then changed the subject: "Do me a favor."

Ji Xin: "..."

Have humans started to enslave zombies one after another these days? Why are they helping her? Do they really think he is just the stupid ordinary zombie next to her?

…

Ji Xin finally gave in.

Because Sang Jiyue promised that even though he did not complete the task she had given him, she would still allow him to stay here for a few more days.

Of course, Ji Xin could not complete the task that even Sang Jiyue could not do. As long as Sang Huai's death was not approaching, he would always be favored by fate.

According to Ji Xin, he has been trying to cause trouble for Sang Huai with his zombie minions during this period, but the alien zombie next to Sang Huai is not easy to deal with, so Ji Xin was beaten badly.

Later, he couldn't stand it anymore and ran to find them.

Sang Jiyue was not surprised, but she was happy to hear that she could trip up Sang Huai, so she asked Ji Xin to focus on how he led his zombie minions to harass Sang Huai.

Finally, she muttered, "You haven't been killed by Sang Huai in these few months. How could he be such a soft-hearted person?"

"Because the alien zombie next to him said that zombies like us are very rare and it would be a pity to kill them. If they are targeted in the future, they can use me as a scapegoat."

Sang Jiyue clapped her hands non-stop as she listened: "How clever!"

Then Ji Xin told Sang Jiyue that when he found Sang Huai, only Yin Qiao and Ye Lin were with him. As for Lin Luoan and Lin Luoqing she mentioned, no one knew where they had gone.

"Where else can we go? We've parted ways." Sang Jiyue knew it without thinking, and she was even happier.

How come the big and lively family in the previous life broke up in this life?

Is it because she is not here?

As Sang Jiyue thought about it, she felt happier.

After thoroughly understanding Sang Huai's recent situation in the past few months, Sang Jiyue ignored Ji Xin who still wanted to chat with her and ran to the kitchen to find Sheng Xingzhou.

Today is New Year's Eve, and Sheng Xingzhou is preparing a big meal.

After becoming a zombie, one needs to learn everything again, including cooking. Sheng Xingzhou has been learning for several months under the guidance of Sang Jiyue, and now he can cook quite well.

Seeing Sang Jiyue finally coming to find him, Sheng Xingzhou, who was banished to the kitchen, immediately went to greet her.

Ji Xin also came over after smelling the smell and was stunned: "Oh my God, zombies are cooking."

Sang Jiyue looked at the dazzling array of dishes on the stove with satisfaction and praised Sheng Xingzhou: "You cook much better than when you were a human. It turns out that I taught you well."

Sheng Xingzhou: “…”

He used his clean hands to pick up a piece of bacon cut as thin as a cicada's wing and handed it to Sang Jiyue's mouth.

Sang Jiyue curled her lips and said, "I'm not a child. I have hands."

The bacon on her lips was still there, but she bit it off.

Ji Xin held his chin in his hand: "Oh my god, it's the other way around, the zombies are feeding the humans."

Sheng Xingzhou went to the stove to work again.

Sang Jiyue disliked the strong fumes here and wanted to leave after staying for a while. Ji Xin followed her closely and wanted to chat with her. She said bluntly, "You should also help Sheng Xingzhou peel garlic."

"Oh my god, humans are starting to enslave zombies. Go away."

Ji Xin, who was about to run away, was caught by Sang Jiyue. With a dagger placed on his neck, he went to the kitchen and squatted in shame.

Sheng Xingzhou is delighted to be appointed as an apprentice.

At nightfall, the New Year's Eve dinner was ready. It was warmed by the essential fire in every home, emitting steam and the house was filled with the aroma of food.

Sang Jiyue tried to get Sheng Xingzhou to cook the dish made from the exotic beast, but Ji Xin was eating it happily, while he just raised his eyelids, took a small bite, and then spit it out.

As Ji Xin chewed, he said, "How can ordinary zombies like them eat exotic beasts? They only want to drink human blood and eat human flesh."

Sang Jiyue sighed somewhat sadly.

Ji Xin was about to persuade them to throw away the zombies that couldn't speak and couldn't enjoy the delicacies of the exotic beasts, when he heard Sang Jiyue say calmly, "You can leave tomorrow."

"ah?"

He just arrived.

Sang Jiyue glanced at Sheng Xingzhou, who was slowly shaving the fish and putting it into her bowl, and said, "Use your tracking ability to help me deliver two letters."

"Why?"

Sang Jiyue said: "There is a reward, you can ask the recipient, he is much better than me."

"People?" Ji Xin grasped the key words and swallowed.

Sang Jiyue nodded with a smile: "Yes."

Ji Xin happily took on the new task again.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, there was not much food left on the table, and most of it was eaten by Ji Xin. Sang Jiyue had thought that Sheng Xingzhou's appetite would be whetted by the change in the menu, but the result was not satisfactory.

It's late at night.

Sang Jiyue doesn't have the habit of staying up all night to celebrate the New Year. Her biological clock is very healthy now, and she gets sleepy at a certain time.

Ji Xin was placed in the shabby second bedroom. After Sheng Xingzhou walked around the living room, he pushed the door and entered Sang Jiyue's bedroom.

Sang Jiyue hasn't slept yet and is writing a letter.

Sheng Xingzhou stood silently behind her, lowering his eyes and looking at the beautiful black font on the letter paper.

After finishing the last stroke, Sang Jiyue turned her head to look at Sheng Xingzhou: "Do you understand? I'm writing a letter to my brother."

She hadn't originally planned to contact Jiang Wangxi at this time, but she felt it necessary to communicate with Jiang Wangxi about Sheng Xingzhou's current situation.

Sang Jiyue has no experience in raising zombies, but Jiang Wangxi does, so she wants to ask Jiang Wangxi for advice. Sheng Xingzhou doesn't like to eat, and she is afraid that she might accidentally raise him to death.

She wasn't picky about food when she was a zombie.

After putting the letter away, Sang Jiyue yawned and asked Sheng Xingzhou before going to bed, "Are you hungry?"

He looked at her quietly, just like he had always done before.

Sang Jiyue thought about it and was about to cut her finger again to feed him some blood, but he held her hand down, which meant she was refusing.

"Okay, okay."

The candle went out and the room was plunged into darkness.

Sang Jiyue kicked off her shoes and jumped onto the bed, hiding in the soft and cold quilt: "Sheng Xingzhou, warm the bed for me."

This was the last day of the old year, and they slept in each other's arms, just like they had done many nights before.

Although Sheng Xingzhou doesn't need to sleep.

Sang Jiyue's ear was pressed against his chest, and she could only feel the warmth, but her heartbeat never fluctuated. She whispered, "Happy New Year, Sheng Xingzhou."

As Sang Jiyue fell asleep, the room became completely quiet.

It took Sheng Xingzhou a while to react. He opened his mouth and said very slowly: "...Happy, Ah, Yue."

Human language and zombie language were mixed together, and only four words were clearly uttered.

…

After the uninvited guest left with Sang Jiyue's letter and the scent of Jiang Wangxi given by Sang Jiyue, their lives returned to peace again, and Sang Jiyue's troubles did not change.

Sheng Xingzhou was unwilling to eat.

She even tried to cook for herself. In the past, Sheng Xingzhou would have been grateful, but zombie Sheng Xingzhou was obviously not interested and would rather suck some blood to maintain his strength.

When she tried to cut her palm to feed him blood, his reaction would be particularly big. At first, he would run up to lick it uncontrollably, but later this trick no longer worked. As soon as she cut herself, he would hide far away and would not run out until she bandaged the wound.

However, Sheng Xingzhou was also trying very hard to eat, but perhaps his body began to reject all food, and he was still slowly weakening.

Sang Jiyue waited anxiously for Jiang Wangxi's reply, which was rare.

In the spring, when the grass is green and the birds are singing, Ji Xin finally came back covered in the morning dew. He also brought the news that Jiang Wangxi was in the survivor base in the next city.

Sang Jiyue couldn't wait to open the envelope, and what caught her eyes was Jiang Wangxi's first letter back to her -

She complained to Jiang Wangxi, saying that Ye Lin had turned into a zombie, and a different species of zombie at that. She asked Jiang Wangxi to control Ye Lin so that she would lack such experimental samples.

Jiang Wangxi agreed, and the letter he wrote back to her was also to reassure her that Ye Lin had been controlled by the military, and even Sang Huai could not interfere.

Jiang Wangxi did not reply to the second letter she sent.

Sang Jiyue curled her lips, feeling a little angry.

But she decided to give in.

She drew a tearful cat head on a piece of paper and gave it to Ji Xin, asking him to continue delivering letters for her.

Although Jiang Wangxi did give Ji Xin a very generous "reward", and he now sees Sang Jiyue's eyes are always clear, but delivering a letter to Jiang Wangxi is too dangerous. He avoided many checks and finally almost fell in front of the recipient.

"Is this all you're giving me?" Ji Xin watched her quickly draw the cat's head and said in disbelief, "Do you know it takes me a month to go back and forth?"

Sang Jiyue: "Don't you know how to use transportation? There are cars everywhere in the city, you can just drive any one."

Ji Xin thought that what Sang Jiyue said made sense, and the recipient had indeed given a lot, which made him much more generous than Sang Jiyue...

Just give it away, filling your stomach is the most important thing!

Ji Xin took the envelope from Sang Jiyue and said proudly, "I will work for you two from now on!"

Ji Xin left again.

Another half month passed.

Ji Xin finally came back.

This time he brought a letter and a white box.

Sang Jiyue's eyes lit up. Instead of reading the letter, he opened the box first. Inside, there were nine potions placed opposite. If he took one potion a month, it would last until the end of the year.

She then opened the letter and read it. It was a very long letter. Because Jiang Wangxi had a lot of experimental samples in his hands, he patiently explained Sheng Xingzhou's current situation.

Jiang Wangxi's serum is indeed useful, but his experimental data is still stuck in his previous life. At that time, it had been two years since the end of the world, and human genes had undergone great changes, so the serum cannot be immediately used on current humans.

This is also the reason for Sheng Xingzhou's condition - the serum is more advanced than genes and the body cannot absorb it.

The virus and serum fought in his body, and were neutralized to a certain stable dimension in his constantly evolving genes, but perhaps because of some energy imbalance, his body began to weaken.

The collision between his human mind and his zombie body made it difficult for him to eat, and he became increasingly weaker.

Jiang Wangxi gave her two choices——

Continue to inject the serum into Sheng Xingzhou, or let nature take its course. There are only two possible outcomes: either improvement or collapse.

Sang Jiyue trusted Jiang Wangxi very much. Since he sent her the serum, she believed that he was sure of it, so Sang Jiyue did not hesitate for too long and injected the first dose of serum into Sheng Xingzhou.

After a few days of idleness, Ji Xin asked Sang Jiyue, "Don't you want me to deliver the letter anymore?"

"No need." Sang Jiyue was coaxing Sheng Xingzhou to lick the blood off her fingertips, and answered without raising her head.

Ji Xin had become accustomed to a busy life. When Sang Jiyue rejected him, he went to the next city to find Jiang Wangxi. Finally, after a month, he really brought back a letter.

Sang Jiyue originally thought that Jiang Wangxi had something new to explain to her, but when she opened the envelope, she saw only two simple lines of words inside:

Don't you need me anymore?

Why don't you write to me?

Sang Jiyue threw the letter aside and ignored it.

A few days later, she remembered this matter again, wrote the word "need" in big letters on a piece of paper, and asked Ji Xin to send the letter away.

Time passed quickly. There were more and more letters between Sang Jiyue and Jiang Wangxi in her drawer, but less and less medicine for Sheng Xingzhou's injection in the medicine box.

One day, Sang Jiyue stared at Sheng Xingzhou, who was wandering around the yard bored, and walked over to poke him: "Sheng Xingzhou."

He lowered his eyes and looked at her.

"You've lost a lot of weight." Sang Jiyue said, and touched his abdomen again: "The abdominal muscles that I worked so hard to train are all gone. If you wake up, you will cry to death."

Sheng Xingzhou: “…”

He looked at Sang Jiyue blankly.

Sang Jiyue added, "Your condition hasn't improved. Perhaps I should take you directly to find your brother. Let's set off tomorrow."

Anyway, they would meet sooner or later, it was just that Sheng Xingzhou came earlier.

She murmured softly, "But then I can't be with you like this every day, alas."

As if a certain keyword was triggered, Sheng Xingzhou put his arm around her wrist.

"Okay, don't worry." Sang Jiyue seemed to be talking to him, but also to herself. She smiled and said, "I said I'll give it to you for the next two years, and I won't break my promise."

They have been living together for a year.

It’s just a pity that Sheng Xingzhou has been in a daze for the past time. Would he feel regretful?