"My physical condition quickly deteriorated and I fell into a coma. When I woke up again, my sister was gone."

"So I never saw my sister again after that."

Ning Xuan could no longer control her emotions. She couldn't help but grab Ning Yu's hand, her lake blue eyes filled with tears.

"All the wishes my sister and I had told each other about, the things we said we would do together, and the escape we said we would do together, have all become a bubble."

"Sister, I miss you so much."

"Why. Why should I bear it alone?"

"I've always been the one being taken care of, why can't I take my sister's place?"

Ning Xuan's eyes were red and her speech began to become incoherent.

Ning Yu could only look at Ning Xuan quietly, not knowing what to say.

She had no memories of Ning Xuan, but she could feel the emotions expressed by Ning Xuan.

But although she understood why Ning Xuan was so obsessed with her, she couldn't resonate with her from the bottom of her heart.

After all, she was just a traveler from a foreign land. Was she really the sister she missed so much? Was she qualified to replace her sister and become the object of her longing?

Maybe the "Ning Yu" she missed had died in some unknown experiment or imprisonment, so she came into this girl's body?

Whenever Ning Yu thought of this possibility, she always felt an inexplicable sense of guilt, and the strong sense of separation and alienation from this world became clear once again.

Perhaps he was a hateful predator who had usurped the body that originally belonged to "Ning Yu" and took away Ning Xuan's sister who was crying in front of him.

She moved her lips as if to say something, but nothing came out.

After a long silence, he said, "I'm sorry, I don't remember anything anymore."

This may be a cruel statement to Ning Xuan, because it may mean that Ning Xuan will never have the chance to tell the real "Ning Yu" the words "I miss you so much".

But Ning Yu still said it because it was the truth and she didn't intend to make up a beautiful lie and pretend to recover her memory one day.

"It's okay, sis."

Ning Xuan wiped her tears and forced a smile.

"In fact, I feel very happy just to see my sister again."

"I know my sister won't run away with me. She won't go to a place where there's no one with me, because there's someone important to her."

"So let me protect my sister, just like she protected me before."

"So, sister, can you hug me for a while, just for a while?"

She suddenly raised her expectant eyes and looked at Ning Yu. The look was truly heartbreaking.

But Ning Yu, who heard her words, suddenly remembered someone who said the same thing: "I will protect Xiaoyu, just like Xiaoyu once protected me."

She hesitated for a moment, but couldn't refuse Ning Xuan in front of her. Ning Yu couldn't help but ask, "Do you really think of me as your sister?"

She couldn't help but confirm this question which sounded a little strange.

"Hmm? Of course."

Ning Xuan, with tears in her eyes, tilted her head, not quite understanding Ning Yu's question, and then suddenly said with trembling eyes:

"It's okay, if my sister doesn't want to, I can wait a little longer."

Before she finished speaking, Ning Yu, who had already gotten the answer, finally breathed a sigh of relief, walked up to her and hugged her gently.

I put my hand on her snow-white hair and gently stroked her head, as if I was comforting a wounded little squirrel: "Be good, sister is here."

Ning Xuan, who was suddenly hugged, had trembling lips, as if all the suppressed emotions burst out at this moment.

She sobbed and buried her head in Ning Yu's arms.

"Finally. Finally I found my sister."

"Finally, I can tell my sister."

Feeling Ning Xuan's hot tears flowing down his neck and collarbone, Ning Yu wanted to disappear for a moment.

So that the original "Ning Yu" can hear what Ning Xuan said.

Unfortunately, this is impossible. Perhaps I can only give Ning Xuan what she has longed for on behalf of her real sister.

But what does it matter? Just do what you can now.

"My sister's embrace is still the same as when I was a child."

“It’s so warm.”

Ning Xuan was like a child, reluctant to leave Ning Yu. Ning Yu did not push her away, but just stared at the dark wall in a trance, not knowing what she was thinking about.

After a long while, Ning Xuan stood away embarrassedly and took out a tissue to help Ning Yu wipe the places wet with tears.

The two of them packed up the barbecue tools and went back to their rooms to rest.

In the early morning, the sun had not yet risen and there was only a dim light between the sky and the earth.

But Ning Yu suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the time. It was only 5 o'clock in the morning.

An extremely strong sense of crisis surged into her heart, so much so that she woke up from her sleep and sat up immediately.

Just as I got out of bed, I found that Ning Xuan had also gotten up. She was looking out the window with a serious expression. The skirt that had transformed last night had turned back into a combat uniform.

"Sister, let's go."

Ning Yu's heart skipped a beat, and she felt something was wrong. She activated her [Detection (Advanced)]

[Detected: Glutton (low level)]

[Direction: about 2000 meters at 7 o'clock, vertical height difference of 220 meters]

[Detected: Butcher (low level)]

[Detected: Greedy (low level)]

[Detected The dense array of system prompts almost drowned Ning Yu's ears.

She had never heard so many notifications before that she had to turn off the system notifications and then turn them back on.

Now my ears are quiet.

She walked to the window and stood with Ning Xuan, looking out the window.

The city was still in dim light and visibility was not high, but Ning Yu could still see the scene outside clearly. She couldn't help but take a breath.

The streets outside were densely packed with zombies, and in the middle were some mutated zombies of various shapes, some tall, some short, some fat, some thin, who were stepping on the ordinary zombies and moving forward.

This really reminded Ning Yu of an adjective from a horror game in her previous life:

The corpses were like a tide.

I’m afraid that all the zombies I’ve seen since I came to this world are not as many as what I saw today.

Ning Yu walked to the other side and looked out the window. There was also a tide of corpses rushing towards this side.

She suddenly thought of a possibility: the target of this tide of zombies was herself.

But why? What is there in me that attracts so many zombies?