The person in front of me is none other than Acha?
No, it should be Ning Zhaozhao.
This person has a face exactly like Ning Zhaozhao's.
However, her two eyes were completely different.
One eye has a completely black pupil, while the other has a completely white pupil.
One black and one white.
It's terrifying to look at.
But this face—
Ning Hong's eyes widened; all he could see was that face.
Why did his Zhaozhao turn out like this?
Could it be that this is still the same world as before?
"Acha?"
She didn't seem to have any intention of hurting herself. She reached out a hand and clumsily groped his body, her stiff hand gently brushing his cheek.
It was very light, as if a feather were gently brushing against his face.
Ning Hong almost burst into tears. He reached out and stroked Ning Zhaozhao's face. His Acha, how did she become like this?
Her skin was deathly pale, devoid of any color, and even the lips he had once kissed were cold and pale.
Ning Hong then placed her fingers on the side of her neck.
There was no pulse, and no heartbeat.
"Ah—Cha—"
Ning Zhaozhao opened her mouth and uttered these two words.
"So you can talk?"
Since this world is full of ghosts and monsters, it's only natural that Acha would have some extraordinary encounters.
Perhaps, the girl in front of me is Zhao Zhao from the previous world.
After his death, the world underwent a dramatic change.
There is spiritual energy floating in the air.
This was something that didn't exist in the world before.
Acha's appearance seemed to suggest she was possessed by a demon.
"Ah—Cha—"
"Yes, you are Acha."
Regardless, he felt genuinely fortunate to have met Acha so soon, even though the girl seemed a little abnormal right now.
Ning Zhaozhao blinked her clear, black-and-white eyes.
It was truly a stark contrast between black and white, one side black, the other white, as he squeezed himself entirely into Ning Hongze's embrace.
She took his hand and let him hug her.
She felt a strong sense of familiarity with the person in front of her, and she wanted to snuggle in his arms.
Even though she could no longer feel any temperature.
“Acha—”
Ning Hong held her close, but her heart was filled with bitterness.
His Acha has forgotten everything and become what she is now, but she still remembers his taste, even though he has a different body.
The next day, the north wind howled and heavy snow fell.
The entire mass grave was buried in the heavy snow.
It was at this moment that the mass grave began to possess a slight beauty, unlike its usual gloomy and terrifying appearance.
Ning Hong then took out some toiletries from her shopping mall space and gradually tidied Ning Zhaozhao up to her original beautiful appearance.
He even put a red cotton-padded jacket on her, even though she no longer felt the cold.
But he still wrapped her up tightly, even putting a fluffy hat on her head.
Ning Zhaozhao tilted her head. She didn't actually like dressing up like this, as it made it very inconvenient for her to move around. But she knew that the man in front of her liked seeing her dressed like this.
She'll listen to you.
She didn't know what this sour, bloated feeling was.
But she wanted to make him happy.
It snowed for ten whole days.
The heavy snow almost covered the entire world, creating a vast expanse of white. Faced with the terrifying power of nature, humanity was almost powerless to resist.
Ten days later, the snow stopped and the weather cleared up.
The mass grave, covered by heavy snow, gradually revealed its true form.
The bodies of those corpses were almost all stiff.
Ning Hong stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the mass grave through her binoculars.
He always felt uneasy.
There was a feeling that the corpses were moving. The entire mass grave seemed to be suppressed, waiting for this suppression to break through soaring into the sky.
Ning Hong then pulled her cloak tighter around herself.
It's getting colder and colder.
Even though the heavy snow has stopped, it's still very cold.
Perhaps it was fear.
Because of the fear of the unknown, I feel even colder.
"Zhaozhao, we can't stay on the mountain any longer, we have to go down."
Although life on the mountain was peaceful, it was clear that there was something wrong with this mass grave.
If they stay here any longer, who knows what might happen?
Most importantly, he must first regain his memories.
Only when he regains his memory will he be able to figure out what his mission really is.
Suddenly, a wisp of black energy emanated from Ning Zhaozhao's body, which rushed directly onto Ning Hongze, binding him and rendering him unable to move.
"You are not allowed to leave."
The dark aura made him feel uneasy all over, but Ning Hong knew very well that Ning Zhaozhao had no intention of harming him.
"It's not me leaving alone, it's us leaving together."
Ning Hong knew her unease. He forcefully broke free from the black energy, reached out and grasped Ning Zhaozhao's hand, interlocking their fingers. "You'll leave with me."
Ning Zhaozhao shook her head. "I'm not leaving. I'll wait, wait for someone."
Her words were halting and hesitant, but Ning Hong heard the words "wait for someone" clearly.
"The person you're waiting for has arrived; you don't need to wait any longer."
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