Chapter 175 Husband 12
Wen Hui was always uneasy and followed Zheng Song step by step. The elevator happened to stop at this floor. Zheng Song stepped in. There was no one inside. Zheng Song stood alone in the elevator compartment, surrounded by silver-white metal with a cold color.
He stood inside with an expressionless face, his suit neatly tailored to outline his smooth and attractive figure. The moment the switch was closed, Wen Hui seemed to see his expression change drastically, and his figure swayed a little -
Wen Hui bit her lip, afraid that Zheng Song would fall. She didn't even bother to change her clothes and ran to the stairwell and ran to the first floor as fast as she could. She just happened to meet Zheng Song who was walking out of the power box. Seeing Zheng Song appear in front of her unharmed, Wen Hui's heart suddenly dropped and she ran towards Zheng Song.
Because he ran so fast, his tone was panting: "Zheng Song...you scared me to death!"
As he approached, someone passed by. Wen Hui noticed Zheng Song's cold expression and stopped abruptly. She stood about half an arm's length away from him, looking up with concern. "You nearly fainted. Take a day off and rest at home."
Zheng Song's face was filled with confusion, but when he saw Wen Hui running outside in her pajamas and slippers, he became furious. He grabbed Wen Hui's arm and pulled her into a corner, his tone revealing dissatisfaction: "Look at what you're wearing! There's nothing you can't say on the phone, and you've been seen like this! Wen Hui, do you have any sense of shame?"
Wen Hui widened her eyes in shock, her bright pupils covered with a layer of fine mist, and grievances surged like a tide. She was wearing pajamas and did not run out naked. She saw his expression change drastically in the elevator, and she ran down out of worry that he would faint and concern for his health. How could he...how could he blame her character?
She didn't understand how a person's attitude could change so quickly. He was calling her Huihui affectionately one second, and then he was angry at her with a cold face the next second.
Wen Hui stood in the corner, clenching her fingers. Her pure white cotton skirt was stained with wall dust. When Wen Hui noticed the slight stain, her heart suddenly tightened, as if a huge stone was pressing on her and she couldn't breathe.
Tears welled up in the corners of Wen Hui's eyes. Zheng Song saw it and felt guilty. For some reason, he had been drowsy in recent days and had messed up several conversations with visitors. The teacher had scolded him behind closed doors. Zheng Song was anxious and admitted that he was taking his anger out on Wen Hui. He immediately held her hand.
"Hui Hui, blame me. I was stupid. I shouldn't have said that to you. But look at all the people coming and going here. Isn't it inappropriate for you to dress like that? Okay, hurry home. I'm going to work. You don't have to bring me lunch at noon. Go home and talk to Mom. She's been having trouble sleeping because of the news lately. Please comfort her."
Wen Hui remained silent.
Zheng Song pinched her shoulders and lowered his head to kiss her. Wen Hui turned her head away, and Zheng Song's kiss fell on her cheek. He frowned and said impatiently: "Okay, I've apologized to you, don't hold on to it anymore. I'm going to be late for work, and you're idle at home anyway. Talking to Mom can give you something to do!"
Zheng Song left in a hurry.
Wen Hui stamped her feet in anger.
As sweet as last night was, as disappointing now.
When Wen Hui returned home, she had to clear the tableware, sweep and mop the floor, tidy up the quilt in the bedroom, and wash Zheng Song's shirt by hand. These seemingly trivial and worthless tasks took up nearly half a day, and in the eyes of others, it was as if she hadn't done them at all!
Wen Hui wiped away her tears silently, and threw Zheng Song's shirt away in a huff, throwing it far away from herself. After calming down for a while, she first cleaned up the table and cleaned the house. Even if she was angry, she loved cleanliness and had to finish these things. By the time she finished cleaning the house, it was already ten o'clock. She changed her clothes, went to the supermarket downstairs to buy a box of milk and fresh fruits, and carried them to her mother-in-law's house.
Fortunately, the news has not reported any more terrible things. Although the area covered by the dark clouds in the sky is increasing, the thickness of the clouds is getting thinner, and sunlight can shine through the covered areas.
It’s just that the number of deaths in various places is showing an increasing trend.
Strangely, while the death toll is increasing, large-scale riots like before are decreasing.
Wen Hui took a taxi.
I was bored and scrolling through my phone when someone commented——
"Anyone who's read apocalyptic novels knows the cliché: heavy rains are the catalyst for zombie evolution. Doesn't anyone find it strange? In the beginning, there were frequent incidents of 'mad dogs' biting people, and many people infected by unknown species would even deliberately go crazy in densely populated areas... But after the heavy rains, these incidents decreased, while the death toll continued to rise every day... Have they evolved?"
"That makes sense, but not much! The group of infected mutants have already been dealt with by the police. How can they complete their evolution without a host? To me, they are two completely different things. Yes, that's right, is there only one kind of creature in the world covered by that dark cloud? It must be that during the heavy rain, other, more powerful creatures were brought to Earth... They can kill us silently..."
“How terrifying.”
"If it's really like what the above person said, then will they be able to revive by possessing a dead body? No, parasitism..."
"Stop talking. If that's the case, then who knows if the people around us are human or ghosts? Aren't we just at his mercy?"
"Let it go! Stop creating panic! It's just a species mutation caused by environmental pollution, and you're saying it's an unknown alien species. Do you believe it? Wait until the experts develop a cure!"
Wen Hui's brows were furrowed the whole time, and only relaxed a little when she saw the last one. Those doomsday remarks made her heart clogged, and the unpleasantness with Zheng Song intensified her fear. Her eyes began to ache again. She took out a tissue to wipe away her tears and turned to look out the window.
Cars were coming and going, and people were walking in groups of three or four on the roadside. Wen Hui had a beautiful hope in her heart, hoping that it was just as the statement she had read said, that this was just an ordinary epidemic, and that everything would be fine once the experts developed a medicine.
——It is not an invasion of unknown species, nor are there so many bizarre existences.
Zheng Song's family still used the same excuse: Zheng Song was young and promising, while Wen Hui was unemployed at home. The reason they had no children was because Wen Hui was not ambitious enough. Wen Hui just hummed and hawed to get by, which made her mother-in-law roll her eyes. Wen Hui played dumb the whole time, coaxing her when she could, and closing her ears and listening to the lecture when she couldn't.
Wen Hui breathed a sigh of relief only after she walked out of her mother-in-law's house.
Wen Hui kept her brows down and was in a depressed mood throughout the journey home.
She passed by a trash can and heard a scream. It was made by a cat. She stopped immediately and walked towards the source of the sound.
Behind the trash can, there was a little boy hiding. He was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt, which looked like discarded clothes picked up by adults. His arms were thin and weak, but he was holding the stray cat's neck in shackles.
Wen Hui immediately said, "Let it go."
For some reason, she had a bad feeling, but then she thought again, the boy looked only five or six years old, and when he stood up he might not even be able to reach her waist, so what was there to be afraid of?
Wen Hui pinched the bag of her shoulder bag, suppressed her nervousness, and said in a kind tone, "This is not the behavior of a good child. Let go of it quickly. I will pretend that I didn't see it!"
In response to her, the boy seemed to press down his slowly rotating head, revealing a strange and blurry face.
The blood coursing through Wen Hui's body turned cold with fear, and the beautiful expectations she had made in the taxi were shattered like glass. Those unknown monsters that sounded out of reach actually existed, and she had to face them head-on!
Before the scream could escape her throat, she was enveloped by the sticky substance that had gushed out of the boy's flesh and blood.
Wen Hui had no idea what to do. The sticky, swamp-like liquid wrapped around her. She could even feel sharp teeth touching her blood vessels near her neck. The hairs on her body stood up one by one, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She was so scared that her language system went out of control, and a whimpering sound for help came from her throat.
He watched helplessly as a tentacle-like thing spread out from the sticky mass and entered her mouth. The boy grinned at her face and said in an androgynous voice, "...You are very beautiful! The most beautiful person I have ever seen. Can I use your skin for a while? I don't like the small and dirty one I have now. I'm sure you will agree, sister."
It chuckled and said, "Sister, you feel sorry for something like this." It threw the stray cat away and continued, "Please help me too. I like your skin."
Wen Hui's cheeks were pale, her lips completely bloodless. If she could, she really wanted to tease him, saying it was just borrowing, not completely possessing him. However, facing the boy's blurred face, she felt only fear. Tears filled her eyes and fell uncontrollably. She lay on the ground, watching a shriveled body fall beside her, and something seemed to be invading her temples...
——This kind of thing can actually take over someone else’s body!
The moment before the pain hit Wen Hui, she thought of Zheng Song. Every frame playing in her mind was about him, including the scene of their first meeting, and more often the way he smiled. She was the eldest sister in the family and unfortunately was born in a family where she was not valued or respected. Therefore, she was particularly greedy for those who were willing to give her tenderness.
Unfortunately, Zheng Song seemed to have become a different person after marriage. He rarely smiled at her, rarely touched her head and praised her in an intimate tone. She couldn't help but wonder if Zheng Song's recent changes were just a dream of hers?
The phone Wen Hui was holding showed that she was on a call. She had set Zheng Song's phone number as her emergency contact. When she realized something was wrong, she subconsciously asked Zheng Song for help. She heard a man's angry roar from the other end.
The terrifying sound, which was obviously not from a human, made the monster that had left the boy's body dazed for a moment. Then, it seemed to have seen something horrible and hid in the alley like crazy.
The scene Zheng Song saw when he arrived was Wen Hui wrapped in scarlet flesh and blood, with tentacles condensed from the flesh and blood reaching out to her temples - from where they could directly invade the core of the brain stem and seize control of this body in an instant.
Sticky substance continuously emerged from the soles of his feet, instantly covering the entire ground, forming a scarlet ocean. Zheng Song walked step by step to Wen Hui's side, his pupils cracked into countless slits. He felt fear and felt that death was approaching. He slowly picked up Wen Hui's soft body. Wen Hui's eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes, her eyes were confused and fearful, filled with tears.
“Megumin…”
The moment he saw it was her, Zheng Song experienced for the first time the feeling of surviving a disaster.
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