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Perhaps it was because Sheng Xingzhou needed to think carefully before answering Sang Jiyue, or perhaps he himself didn't know the answer, but the most likely scenario was that the answer was obvious.
Those who don't belong here, don't belong here after all.
Sang Jiyue didn't get an immediate answer after asking, so she didn't ask again. For a period of time afterwards, Sheng Xingzhou didn't specifically answer her.
Their lives remained unchanged.
Near the end of the year, the wind and snow outside subsided, and the snow on the road melted a little, making it possible to drive. Sang Jiyue proposed to go deep into the occupied area of Yancheng, just like in his previous life.
But this time the person next to her was Sheng Xingzhou.
Like Jiang Wangxi, Sheng Xingzhou is immune to the zombie virus, but zombies will still attack him. For him, the occupied area is still very dangerous.
After Sang Jiyue made her decision, none of them said anything about it. After all, in Sang Jiyue's eyes, it was a matter of course. Since Sheng Xingzhou insisted on being with her, he had to follow her steps. After all, for her, the occupied area after the transformation was the safest place. As for whether Sheng Xingzhou was safe...
He certainly wasn't more important than herself.
Sheng Xingzhou didn't care at all. His target had always been Sang Jiyue. No matter where she went, he would follow her, even through mountains of swords and seas of fire.
Is it because he likes her, or because he came for her? This is an unanswerable question.
But this time, Sang Jiyue no longer needed Jiang Wangxi's treatment, so after going around in circles, she finally returned to Yu Shui Bay in Jing'an District.
Before arriving in Jing'an District, they passed by Qingzhou Cemetery. Sang Jiyue still went to visit Ms. Sang alone and told her that she was working hard to grow up, but it was a pity that it would end here.
"But Mom, you don't have to worry about me."
Sang Jiyue was wearing a thick and warm white coat, a furry hat and a towel, revealing only a pair of dark and clear eyes. She looked at the cold tombstone. The woman in the black and white photo on the tombstone was young and beautiful, and she was looking at her quietly and gently.
Sang Jiyue looked at her and then said softly, "But as long as I can still stand up, I will never stop here. No matter what, I must live."
Of course, of course.
Sang Jiyue told her mother so firmly.
After a long time, Sang Jiyue turned around and left the cemetery. There were a few zombies wandering nearby, so Sheng Xingzhou stayed in the car and did not come out.
There will be more zombies if you go further in.
For the next period of time, Sheng Xingzhou had to spend a lot of time clearing out the zombies that wanted to attack him on the road. After such a fierce battle, he had many more wounds on his body, and he complained to Sang Jiyue more and more frequently that he was in pain and wanted a patch.
Sang Jiyue felt helpless, but still indulged him.
After the sharp and cold mask fell off, Sheng Xingzhou saw the gentle and innocent side of Sang Jiyue. When he was injured, she would carefully bandage his wounds, and sometimes she would even tiptoe to touch his head. She was very nice to him.
Sheng Xingzhou likes his current life very much.
On New Year's Eve, they arrived at Yu Shui Bay, and Sang Jiyue finally returned to the place where she first lived. Although her familiar home had been burned down by her, she still had the key to her next-door neighbor, so they could live next door.
Sheng Xingzhou didn't know at first that this was Jiang Wangxi's house. He thought Sang Jiyue was rich and bought the house next door. It was not until he saw Sang Jiyue walk into the room that was obviously not meant for a little girl that he realized something was wrong.
There was a group photo on the bedside table. Even though the frame was covered in dust, it immediately caught Sheng Xingzhou's attention because it contained Sang Jiyue and Jiang Wangxi.
Sheng Xingzhou stared at the young and beautiful face of the girl in the photo. Her expression was very cold, but the boy behind her was smiling happily.
Sang Jiyue said listlessly, "Sheng Xingzhou, what are you looking at? Clean up the room. I need to rest."
"Ayue, when was this photo taken?" Sheng Xingzhou responded and asked while tidying up the bedroom.
Sang Jiyue glanced at the photo and it took a long while before she remembered: "When I was fourteen."
Jiang Wangxi took her to the amusement park, but Sang Jiyue couldn't play those exciting rides, so they just wanted to have some fun.
Sang Jiyue remembered that she was a little happy that day because her brother, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, came to play with her.
"What did you do that day?"
Sang Jiyue thought about it seriously: "I rode the carousel and the Ferris wheel, ate ice cream, and took a lot of photos. This is one of them."
The rest are in the photo album, which must have been taken away by Jiang Wangxi a long time ago and is not here.
Sheng Xingzhou spread a soft blanket on the bed and said, "I also want to go to the amusement park with you and take pictures. We haven't taken a picture together yet."
"I don't mind if you want to go to the amusement park and die now."
In places where people gather, even though it has been two years since the end of the world, there are probably bound to be a lot of zombies.
Sheng Xingzhou paused and said, "Then let's take a picture."
Sang Jiyue said "Oh" without much interest: "If you can find a camera."
"Then I'll go out and look for her tomorrow!" Sheng Xingzhou said confidently. He then touched her cold forehead with the back of his hand. When he felt the temperature was back to normal, he continued, "Ayue, tomorrow will be the third year."
Sang Jiyue lived much longer than in her previous life.
Spring is coming, everything will come back to life, and she will get better too.
Sang Jiyue's lips turned pale. She glanced at Sheng Xingzhou, seeming a little dazed. "Yes, it's the third year."
It's time.
Sang Jiyue's complexion has not been very good recently, so Sheng Xingzhou didn't notice anything wrong. After cleaning up the bedroom and removing all traces of Jiang Wangxi, he went to make dinner.
This was the last day of the old year, and Sheng Xingzhou and Sang Jiyue still spent New Year's Eve alone.
During dinner, Sang Jiyue gave Sheng Xingzhou face. She tasted each of the dishes he cooked and also ate half a bowl of rice, which made Sheng Xingzhou very happy.
After dinner, Sheng Xingzhou went to wash the dishes, and Sang Jiyue returned to the bedroom. Her stomach was churning, and she tried to suppress the urge to vomit, but she couldn't help it. She rushed into the bathroom and vomited out all the food she had just eaten.
When Sheng Xingzhou was knocking on the door outside, Sang Jiyue just came out of the bathroom. She had already cleaned herself up, but her eyes were still red due to the vomiting just now.
"Ayue, are you vomiting again?" Sheng Xingzhou was stunned for a moment and rushed up to ask her.
Just like in her previous life, Sang Jiyue was a very patient person. She seldom showed pain and vulnerability, at least Jiang Wangxi rarely noticed anything wrong with her.
As for Sheng Xingzhou, I don’t know if he learned from the lessons of his predecessors or was just naturally careful, but he could still notice something wrong.
For example, now.
Sang Jiyue didn't answer directly. She just drooped her eyelids and uttered a word listlessly: "Sleepy."
Sheng Xingzhou quickly said, "Then I'll warm your bed."
"No." Sang Jiyue shook her head firmly.
I don’t know when it started, but Sang Jiyue began to firmly refuse Sheng Xingzhou’s request to sleep with her.
She felt that habit was a terrible thing, and no one would stay with her forever. Sang Jiyue didn't want to let herself get more accustomed to Sheng Xingzhou's presence by her side.
Sheng Xingzhou was silent for a moment, then he spoke to her in a soft voice as if nothing had happened, "But today is New Year's Eve, which is different from ordinary days. I want to see you as soon as I open my eyes when the new year comes, okay, Ayue."
"No." Sang Jiyue still said so, she continued: "Sheng Xingzhou, I'm very tired."
He pursed his lips and suddenly asked her, "When do you plan to inject the serum?"
Sang Jiyue looked at him in confusion.
"Before, we were on the road, which was not very convenient, and your condition has not improved. Now we are in a place you think is safe, Ayue, can you start "treating" yourself?"
"I know you're in pain every day, and I want you to be more comfortable."
In the beginning, Sang Jiyue would take a lot of medicine every day, some for pain relief and some for medical treatment, but she has completely stopped taking the medicine in the past few days because it didn't work.
Hearing Sheng Xingzhou's words, Sang Jiyue looked at him without saying anything.
Sheng Xingzhou continued, "Let's take a photo together tomorrow. I have something to say to you... Then, you can inject the serum. I won't lose you. I will take good care of you."
"Okay." Sang Jiyue finally spoke.
Sheng Xingzhou heaved a sigh of relief when she agreed: "Then I'll be next door. If you feel unwell again, call me. I can hear you."
Sang Jiyue nodded, then said, "Sheng Xingzhou, remember your promise."
Sheng Xingzhou nodded heavily.
Sang Jiyue's expression softened a little. She smiled softly and said softly, "Sheng Xingzhou, thank you."
"There's no need to thank me." Sheng Xingzhou touched her hair affectionately: "I've filled the hot water bottle for you. It will keep you warm until dawn."
Sang Jiyue nodded and saw Sheng Xingzhou walking out. The moment the door closed, she suddenly stepped forward and gave him a gentle hug.
"See you tomorrow." Sang Jiyue said.
Sheng Xingzhou raised his eyebrows slightly, then leaned down and stared at her.
Sang Jiyue sighed softly, and gently touched the corner of his lips, giving him a light and cold kiss for the first time, which made Sheng Xingzhou smile immediately.
Sheng Xingzhou hugged her tightly and said with dependence, "See you tomorrow."
After a while, Sheng Xingzhou left, the candles in the room were extinguished, and the room fell into darkness.
Sang Jiyue still felt a little uncomfortable and wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand. Then she wrapped herself in a blanket, sat on the bay window, and stared blankly at the dark night outside.
Not long after, there was a slight noise outside. It was the sound of Sheng Xingzhou going out. He didn't rest so late at night, and no one knew what he was going to do.
Sang Jiyue watched his figure disappear downstairs and looked away. She didn't have the energy to think about Sheng Xingzhou. When she leaned against the bay window, dense pain spread throughout her limbs, making her face as pale as paper.
It was not until the pain became numb that Sang Jiyue took out the two bottles of serum. She threw one aside and held the one in her hand tightly.
After a moment, Sang Jiyue took a deep breath, held the syringe in her left hand, and pierced it into the pale blue blood vessel in her neck. The cold liquid made her feel cold all over.
Sang Jiyue didn't plan to take any photos with Sheng Xingzhou, nor did she want to hear what Sheng Xingzhou wanted to say to her. If he wanted to say something, he would have said it long ago. Now that he was saying it, she didn't want to hear it at all.
Besides, injecting the serum immediately after arriving at Yu Shui Bay was also the decision Sang Jiyue made from the beginning. She said that Sheng Xingzhou should follow her pace, rather than her following his pace.
When Sheng Xingzhou was infected with corpse poison, Sang Jiyue told him that she would not let him become a corpse alone, and she did it.
Later, she also hoped that Sheng Xingzhou would treat her the same way, but it was not until recently that she realized that she could go all out and never give up after making a choice. If Sheng Xingzhou couldn't do it, then she didn't need him to.
She has herself which is enough.
The virus in the body was gradually taking effect, and the pain that had been numb suddenly intensified. Even Sang Jiyue, who had a strong ability to endure pain, could not help but groan.
Sang Jiyue curled up into a ball and stared out the window with great effort, but all he could see was darkness and no one.
It hurts so much.
A string of tears rolled down her eyes, wetting her pale cheeks.
In the darkness, Sang Jiyue cried quietly, silently and alone, just like before.
She thought about it for a moment before her consciousness faded.
Why, I don’t choose her firmly.
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