Chapter 16
Wen Jiuze drove the car out of Anxi City and found a place in the suburbs to stop and rest.
Driving for a long time can easily make one tired, so Wen Jiuze sat by the clear river to wash his face and wake himself up. Feeling sticky, he simply took off his T-shirt, wet it in the water, and used it as a towel to wipe the sweat from his neck and chest.
The weather is still very hot and I am sweating in the car.
He wiped his body and thought about the next driving route in his mind.
He learned from Wen Xiang that her sister Wen Yi left the Wen family during the chaotic period at the beginning of the end of the world and went to Andong City.
Wen Yi went to university and worked in Andong City, and she also found a boyfriend there. It is very likely that she is still there now.
Andong City is right next to Yu City. When Wen Jiuze was active near Yu City before, he heard that there was also a base in Andong City.
So he planned to take Xue Ling to the base in Andong City to see if he could find Wen Yi and get Tai Sui from her.
But Wen Jiuzhe also knew that this hope was slim.
It has been so long, Wen Yi may not still be alive, and even if she is alive, the Taisui she took away may not still be there.
If he was lucky enough, Wen Yi had not used up Taisui yet, but it was uncertain whether that thing would be useful to Xue Ling now.
Nothing is certain.
Wen Jiuze didn't want to tell Xue Ling about this so early.
He knew better than anyone how painful it was to search with hope and then be disappointed. It would be better not to have any hope in the first place.
Water dripped down Wen Jiuze's wet hair, some of it flowing down his chin to his broad chest, and some of it sliding down the back of his neck into the cleavage of his back.
His smooth, beautiful muscles were dotted with old scars of varying sizes, making him look exceptionally tough and dangerous.
Amid the sound of splashing water, Wen Jiuze caught the sound of footsteps behind him. He twisted his T-shirt in his hands and looked back.
Xue Ling strolled over with her writing board in her hand as if nothing had happened, her eyes fixed on his waist.
Wen Jiuze has a particularly long scar on his waist.
Xue Ling wanted to ask last time, but the last time she saw her, she was still pretending to be a demented zombie, so it was not easy to ask, and she could only pretend not to see it.
"Do you want to wash too?" Wen Jiuze narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and wiped his neck and asked.
Xue Ling shook her head and slowly raised the clipboard towards him.
It said "waist, wound" and a question mark.
Wen Jiuze glanced at the old wound on his waist and said with a smile, "Oh, this one. I got stabbed in a fight with someone before."
Then he added in a threatening tone: "My intestines fell out at that time."
Xue Ling's stiff zombie face slowly wrinkled. Thinking of the horrible scene, she walked over, squatted down and touched the scar on his waist.
Her hands were cold, without any warmth, and seemed colder than the water in the ditch.
Wen Jiuze grabbed her hand. Speaking of scars, he also had some questions to ask.
Throwing away the T-shirt in his hand, Wen Jiuze suddenly pushed Xue Ling to sit on a big rock and lifted up her skirt.
Xue Ling was startled by his action. After a moment's pause, she suddenly jumped up, covered her skirt with her hands in horror and ran out, not even caring about the writing board in her hand that fell to the side.
She ran to a place some distance away from Wen Jiuze, her eyes full of fear.
Wen Jiuzhe: "..."
Seeing that Wen Jiuze didn't move, she slowly approached him as if approaching a dangerous creature, crouching down and tentatively approaching him. She picked up the writing board and ran away, quickly writing a few words from a distance and showed them to him.
"No! It will get infected!"
He quickly erased the words and wrote: "Calm down!"
My hand speed is almost catching up with the writing speed of a normal person.
What did she think he was going to do? Wen Jiuze was both angry and amused. In Xue Ling's eyes, he seemed to have really gone crazy.
"I don't want to do anything, I just want to ask you about the injuries on your body." Wen Jiuze said, "Come here."
Xue Ling, who was holding the board, was half-believing and half-doubting. If it were an ordinary person, she wouldn't be so suspicious, but Wen Jiuze acted too crazy.
He could sleep with a zombie in his arms without a care and even kiss her face. What if he really did something crazy like sleeping with a zombie? With his advanced mental state, it's not impossible!
He refused to take the medicine she brought back, which really made the zombie worried.
Finally tricking her over, Wen Jiuze lifted her skirt and pointed at the missing piece of flesh on her thigh: "How did you get injured here?"
The last time he helped her take a bath, Wen Jiuze discovered that she had several wounds on her body. The injured areas on the zombie were all dry and scabbed, without bleeding or scabs, but the surface was dry and tight.
He was wiping the wounds at the time and wanted to ask Xue Ling when these wounds appeared.
But the zombies were ignorant and would not give him any answer even if he asked, so he just kept silent and pretended that everything was fine. He cleaned her and put clothes on her to cover the wounds.
"Is this wound caused by a piece of flesh being scraped off?" Wen Jiuze wiped it lightly with his fingers. "Who did it, a zombie or a human?"
Wrong guess, none of them.
Xue Ling didn't know how to answer, and she felt a little embarrassed.
Didn't she become a zombie? She wouldn't die or feel any pain from falling and hitting, so she became a little arrogant. For a while, she wanted to try and play with everything she saw.
One time I saw an unwanted motorcycle on the side of the road. The shape of the motorcycle was so cool, and the key was still stuck on it.
She thought, since she had never driven this kind of motorcycle in her lifetime, she would experience it after she died!
Just as she didn't feel like walking anymore, she decided to drive the motorcycle away.
But she overestimated herself and got on the car excitedly. In the end, the cool motorcycle was smashed to pieces by her and a piece of flesh was scraped off her leg.
Seeing the pain and hostility in Wen Jiuze's face due to his speculation, as well as a hint of hostility, as if he was looking for someone to settle a score, Xue Ling did not dare to tell the truth.
Because of Xue Ling's silence, Wen Jiuze touched another wound on her shoulder again.
"Here, you were hit by a bullet, right? Do you remember who hit you?"
I remember it, but that guy died a long time ago.
Xue Ling became more and more embarrassed. When she first became a zombie, she liked to join in the fun. The zombies would gather around humans when they sensed the human presence, and when she got bored, she would also like to join in to see what was going on.
The guy who was surrounded by zombies in the car was a big and strong man, but he was crying bitterly and the gun in his hand was shaking.
The gun was not very good and he did not seem to know how to use it. He might have been scared and just randomly shot out of the car window.
Xue Ling was so unlucky. She was at the outermost circle, sticking her head out to look inside. In order to see clearly, she stood on a stone, and then she was hit by the gun that the eldest brother swung around.
Apart from her, none of the real zombies present were harmed.
"Were you scared when you were hit?" Wen Jiuze asked in a low voice.
Xue Ling: “…”
To be honest, it was the guy who fired the gun who was more scared, and she just focused on being depressed.
She ran to the side and tried to remove the bullet from her shoulder. When she came back, she saw that the man had been so scared that he had committed suicide by shooting himself.
This kind of thing happened more and more frequently, and Xue Ling felt that people were no longer interested in joining in the fun.
Now that Wen Jiuze asked this, what should she say? It would seem disrespectful to his hurt feelings if she said it.
"You don't want to say anything, is it because... it hurts to think about it?"
It is uncomfortable, but not in the way you imagine.
Xue Ling wanted to escape, so she held up a sign: "Explain, please."
It's difficult to explain.
"Okay, I won't ask anymore." Wen Jiuze was obviously imagining her tragic experience again, and his thumb rubbed the bullet hole on her shoulder.
There was already an old red scar there, and now the bullet hole was superimposed on it, with an extra small hole, making it even uglier.
Wen Jiuze stared at that place, and Xue Ling remembered that when they were in close contact in the past, he would often kiss this place on her shoulder.
The old red scar on her shoulder was left when she was very young.
That was before her mother divorced her father. Her mother had to go to work every day, and her father didn't work, but he often went out to play cards with others.
One time, her mother had to go on a business trip for a day and asked her father to take care of her. However, her father played cards outside all night and left her alone at home.
She was young at the time, hungry and thirsty at home, so she went to get some water for herself. The hot water was hooked off the table by her and splashed onto her shoulder, leaving a large burn.
It was not until the next day when her mother came home and discovered the injury that she was sent to the hospital, leaving her with this scar.
This was also one of the triggers for her parents' divorce. She still remembers herself in the hospital, crying in pain, and her parents arguing outside the door.
"As a woman, it is your responsibility to take care of the child. Who is the man who takes care of the child? Now that something has happened, you still have the nerve to blame me?"
"I told you to stop working and stay home to look after the kids and give me another son, but you refused to do so. How much money can you make from working? Not even enough for me to lose in a card game."
"Okay, I don't want to argue with you anymore. It's just a hot iron. It's not a big deal. Why are you arguing endlessly..."
For a long time, the injury on my shoulder was really painful.
Her parents quarreled, filed for divorce, she moved with her mother, and looked for a new job... The injury on her shoulder also festered repeatedly and took a long time to heal.
In this respect, being a zombie is much better than being a human. No matter if a large piece of flesh is scraped off or if a bullet hits the body, it will not feel pain. At most, it will just look a little ugly.
During the time when he was closest to Wen Jiuze, he also asked her how she got the old scar on her shoulder.
She did not have a speech impediment at the time, but she did not tell him in detail either, only that she had been burned by being splashed with hot water when she was a child.
In fact, Wen Jiuze had more scars on his body than she did, and she was embarrassed to say something that might be considered slanderous to him.
Wen Jiuze listened to her at that time, lowered his head and kissed her scar, just like now——
Xue Ling: “!”
She rolled and crawled away from Wen Jiuze, pulled her clothes on and hurriedly raised the sign: "Didn't you say just to take a look?"
"Shut up!"
Wen Jiuze: "...No."
He stood up, squinted his eyes and opened his hands, striding forward: "I'm here."
Xue Ling was so scared that she turned and ran away. After a while, she was caught by Wen Jiuze. She raised the board and screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Wen Jiuze was disturbed by her shouting and burst into laughter, burying his face in her shoulder and shaking.
Xue Ling picked up a plastic writing board and banged on his head wildly.
When Wen Jiuze put on the half-dry T-shirt and returned to the car, he no longer seemed to be bothered by the wounds on Xue Ling's body.
A secret: Sometimes when Wen Jiuze finds Xue Ling unhappy, he will deliberately tease her to make her feel better.
Xue Ling also has this skill.
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