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Sheng Xingzhou would occasionally act strangely, but most of the time he was no different from usual, looking cheerful and having no bad temper.
However, ever since Sang Jiyue discussed the "reasons for liking and disliking" with Sheng Xingzhou, she has rarely mentioned Jiang Wangxi again.
They still get along as before.
As the weather grew colder, the road was covered with thick snow. It was no longer possible to force their way through the car, so they finally stayed in a hotel near the north exit of Yancheng.
Sheng Xingzhou also had his own considerations. When he went to scout the area nearby, he found a base about ten kilometers away from them. If they lacked daily necessities or medicines, they could also purchase them at the base.
Although they have been living in seclusion, Sheng Xingzhou is not isolated from the world.
In the past year, Sang Jiyue not only slept in the morning, but also slept the entire afternoon. Sheng Xingzhou would take advantage of her scattered rest time to go out.
Occasionally, he would go to the base that was relatively close to them to buy milk for Sang Jiyue, or he would take advantage of the fact that he would not be infected to run to the occupied areas to kill zombies and obtain crystal cores as currency.
Sheng Xingzhou asked many doctors about Sang Jiyue's condition, and all they got was the conclusion that she was born with a weak constitution and could only be nursed but not cured. It seemed as if weakness was her fate.
It’s just that Sheng Xingzhou doesn’t want to believe in fate.
So while there was a new base nearby that he had not visited, he wanted to find a new doctor and ask if there was any reliable treatment plan.
That day, because the snow was falling so heavily, it was already dark when Sheng Xingzhou returned home.
Sang Jiyue had woken up from her nap and was sitting in front of the glass door of the balcony, staring at the chubby little snowmen on the balcony that Sheng Xingzhou had made for her.
She followed his gaze and only after spotting that familiar figure in the snow did Sang Jiyue lie back down on the sofa. Upon seeing Sheng Xingzhou enter, she immediately asked, "Have you been away from home a lot lately? Where have you been?"
Sheng Xingzhou then told Sang Jiyue that there was a base ten kilometers away from them, and he went to the base.
When Sang Jiyue heard the word "base", he looked away without any interest.
Sheng Xingzhou changed his wet clothes and came out to fill her hot water bottle. Sang Jiyue suddenly asked, "You can't drive outside, how did you get there?"
"Let's walk." Sheng Xingzhou stuffed the hot water bottle into her arms.
Sang Jiyue glanced at the thick snow outside and couldn't help but frown. Then he asked, "What are you doing at the base? Are you making plans for the future after you're separated from me?"
Sang Jiyue knew his body better than anyone else. Although it was better than in his previous life and not yet at the point of death, it was not much better either. It was only a matter of time.
She had clearly accepted her fate, but Sheng Xingzhou had to get involved and mess up everything.
That's fine.
But these past few days she couldn't see him when she woke up. When she asked him, she found out that he had gone to the base. He ran out every day, even when it was snowing so heavily outside!
The illness made Sang Jiyue unusually sensitive and irritable. She glared at Sheng Xingzhou and looked very angry.
Hearing Sang Jiyue's voice, Sheng Xingzhou, who was about to sit down next to her, stopped moving. He stood and looked at her with his eyes lowered: "Are you still thinking about us breaking up?"
Sang Jiyue's point wasn't actually this, but Sheng Xingzhou insisted on saying it, so she certainly wouldn't try to defend herself. She would just say ruthlessly, "What else?"
"We won't separate." Sheng Xingzhou quickly sorted out his complicated feelings, sat down next to Sang Jiyue, helped pull the blanket on her legs, and said with a smile: "I said, unless I die."
Sang Jiyue snorted coldly: "Then why don't you tell me what you are going to do."
Sheng Xingzhou: "I'm going to buy some groceries."
The meals recently seemed to be much richer and more refined, although Sang Jiyue could not finish them after just a taste of each one.
She didn't quite believe it: "Then you go out every day."
Don't stay home to play with her.
Although she often sleeps, Sheng Xingzhou can sleep with her.
He had forcibly bound her to him, yet he was still willing to let her stay at home alone. Shouldn't he have stuck with her all the time? How could he feel at ease when she turned into a corpse in the future?
"Then ask your doctor what other medicine you can take." Sheng Xingzhou added.
But this was obviously a waste of effort, he didn't get any useful treatment options, but Sheng Xingzhou would despise himself if he did nothing.
Since he has decided to change Sang Jiyue's fate, he should try his best.
Sang Jiyue said "Oh" and didn't seem so angry anymore. After a while, she turned her head and said to him, "Don't go. It's useless. Why don't you stay at home and play with me?"
And it's so cold outside and snowing so heavily.
Sheng Xingzhou touched her head and said with a smile, "Okay, I won't go out tomorrow."
"Just tomorrow?" Sang Jiyue asked unhappily.
Sheng Xingzhou took out a basket of juicy strawberries from his space, placed them on the coffee table, stuffed one into her mouth, and said slowly, "We can do it the day after tomorrow if you want."
What the hell, does she have to keep him here every day?
Sang Jiyue bit the strawberry in his mouth hard and thought unhappily.
After seeing her eat two big strawberries, Sheng Xingzhou picked up the basket and went to put them away, otherwise she would refuse to eat dinner again later.
Sang Jiyue: "Wait, I want one more."
Sheng Xingzhou carefully picked and chose a small strawberry and handed it to her.
He put the small basket of strawberries into the kitchen and prepared to start cooking dinner.
Sang Jiyue moved from the sofa to the kitchen door. There was a small stool at the door. She sat down on it and said, "Sheng Xingzhou."
"What do you want?"
Sang Jiyue said, "Come here and squat next to me."
What an ancestor.
Sheng Xingzhou sighed inwardly, then squatted over obediently, just enough to be at eye level with her.
Sang Jiyue pursed her lips, as if hesitating about how to start speaking.
"Ayue, just say whatever you want to say. Don't worry about anything." Sheng Xingzhou said calmly.
She was still hesitant, but Sheng Xingzhou didn't show any impatience and waited quietly for her to speak.
After a while, she spoke in a voice smaller than usual, feeling uneasy: "Sheng Xingzhou, maybe what I said hurt your feelings, so you are secretly unhappy."
Although Sang Jiyue felt that she was telling the truth, it was normal for Sheng Xingzhou to be sad.
But she didn't want to see Sheng Xingzhou unhappy.
Sheng Xingzhou looked at her in surprise.
Sang Jiyue had never thought there was anything wrong with her, a person with a wasteful personality. Now she suddenly said this...
Sheng Xingzhou was not used to it, because Sang Jiyue was not supposed to be like this.
Without thinking, he blurted out: "No."
"Not sad?"
Sheng Xingzhou hesitated for a moment and couldn't nod his head.
Sang Jiyue knew the answer, and then asked: "Aren't you secretly unhappy?"
“There are more happy moments.”
Sang Jiyue understood that he was really unhappy.
She said a little stiffly: "Don't be sad, don't be unhappy, I won't say it anymore."
Although her original intention was to make Sheng Xingzhou face the truth.
Sang Jiyue believes that all her actions are justified, but her style may not be suitable for Sheng Xingzhou.
Then...it doesn't matter if you don't say it, it doesn't seem to be a good thing anyway.
Sang Jiyue's voice is like the sound of nature.
Sheng Xingzhou understood that she was comforting him.
He had indeed been troubled by a problem during this period. Sang Jiyue's constant emphasis on it had given him a terrible question -
"If Jiang Wangxi came to you, would you go with him without hesitation?"
"At this point, it's impossible for me to coexist with him."
He asked this before he even realized it.
Sang Jiyue was stunned for a long time, as if she couldn't answer, or as if the answer was obvious. She didn't say anything, but just stuffed the small strawberry in her hand into Sheng Xingzhou's mouth and ran away.
The little strawberry between her lips and teeth still retained the warmth of her palm, and the juice burst out, the sweetness in her mouth seemed to spread directly into her heart.
Sheng Xingzhou didn't come back to his senses until the sweetness in his mouth faded away.
…
Sheng Xingzhou never got the answer to that question, and he wasn't sure what Sang Jiyue was thinking, but because of that little strawberry, he was no longer unhappy.
Because of Sang Jiyue's request, Sheng Xingzhou reduced the frequency of going to the base, but in order to purchase fresh vegetables and produce, he would still take one day a week to go to the base.
Time passed quietly, the weather was getting colder, but the days were still peaceful. Sheng Xingzhou was so happy that he no longer had to think about Jiang Wangxi.
It was another weekly purchasing day. Sheng Xingzhou felt something was wrong when he was in the base, but because he was anxious to go home, he didn't think much about it.
About two kilometers away from his residence, his footsteps suddenly stopped.
He was sure he was being followed.
Sheng Xingzhou looked around vigilantly, and in the pale world of wind and snow, a tall figure walked out.
The man's eyes were blue, frozen like ice, unable to conceal his murderous intent.
He was followed by men in uniform holding guns.
It is not easy to travel in the wind and snow, and tracking is difficult, especially since Sang Jiyue's aura is too faint. Even Ji Xin, who has the ability to track, cannot find her.
But fortunately, they can still track Sheng Xingzhou. If they find Sheng Xingzhou, they will also find Sang Jiyue.
Although Sheng Xingzhou discovered it in advance, it didn't matter. Jiang Wangxi would kill him and then go find Sang Jiyue, who must be nearby.
However, Jiang Wangxi did not intend to waste his time on Sheng Xingzhou, who was just a clown.
He said coldly, "Shoot."
The people behind him rushed towards Sheng Xingzhou, while Jiang Wangxi glanced at the surrounding buildings and walked forward.
This section of the road is considered a highway, so their destination will only be the hotel in the service area. There happens to be a hotel two kilometers away from here.
Jiang Wangxi quickly figured out Sang Jiyue's whereabouts, and ignoring the continuous gunshots and sounds of fighting around his ears, he walked towards the hotel.
It was still snowing heavily at this time, but because it was very close to the hotel, the outline of the building could be vaguely seen in the wind and snow.
Jiang Wangxi breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly he felt a burst of scorching heat coming from behind him. He dodged to the side and saw that it was Sheng Xingzhou who had caught up with him and was trying to attack him with his supernatural powers.
Sheng Xingzhou looked very embarrassed, the blood dripping from his body was particularly conspicuous on the pure white snow. His lips were pale, but he did not show any fear.
Jiang Wangxi frowned impatiently.
The next moment, Sheng Xingzhou's brain felt as if it was pierced by thousands of needles, causing him to feel so much pain that he almost fell to the ground in an instant.
Yes, Sang Jiyue said that Jiang Wangxi would also awaken superpowers, and they would be extremely aggressive psychic powers. It seemed that he awakened during this period.
Especially at this moment when Jiang Wangxi's mind was extremely determined, he used his spiritual abilities.
Sheng Xingzhou endured the headache and rushed towards Jiang Wangxi——
He was afraid that if he let Jiang Wangxi see Sang Jiyue, he might lose her completely.
The two men fought again. Their skills were evenly matched. In the last fight, Sheng Xingzhou had the advantage of greater strength, but this time he was obviously no match for Jiang Wangxi.
His already injured body could not bear the increasingly heavy mental power, and after being knocked down again, he could no longer get up.
Jiang Wangxi pulled out a scalpel as thin as a cicada's wing from his sleeve, and the blade was very sharp.
He strode towards Sheng Xingzhou and finally said, "You are seeking death."
Sheng Xingzhou lay flat on the snow, his eyes a little dazed.
He has no strength left.
I just feel very unwilling.
Sang Jiyue...Sang Jiyue...
While his consciousness was blurred, he seemed to see that familiar figure again and hear her soft and gentle voice.
"stop."
When the sound was heard, the scalpel in Jiang Wangxi's hand was just touching Sheng Xingzhou's neck.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Sang Jiyue who was walking in the wind and snow. She was obviously wearing thin clothes inside, but she was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, as if she had hurried out of a warm room.
After not seeing her for many days, she had lost weight due to illness, and her pale face and pointed chin were hidden in the furry scarf.
Jiang Wangxi's eyes fell on her face without moving away, and his voice was calm: "Xiaoyue, I said that was the last time. I didn't finish my words at that time, and you should understand."
If it happens again, he will kill Sheng Xingzhou.
The scalpel fell along the fragile neck, drawing a winding line of blood, and blood gushed out in an instant.
It was at that moment that everything seemed to be frozen, and the solidified blood prevented the knife from moving even a little bit.
It is Sang Jiyue's water ability.
She trotted forward, her breathing a little disordered. She bent down, snatched the scalpel from Jiang Wangxi's hand, threw it aside, and then went to check on Sheng Xingzhou's condition.
Sheng Xingzhou struggled to open his eyes and stretched out his hand towards her: "Ayue, I..."
Don't leave me.
I'm trying to be useful to you.
Sang Jiyue grabbed his hand and tried to pull him up, but she didn't have enough strength and could only look at Jiang Wangxi.
Jiang Wangxi looked at her without any emotion, but his azure eyes were frozen.
Sang Jiyue said, "Brother, help me."
At this time, the uniformed men who were left behind by Sheng Xingzhou also caught up and formed a semi-encirclement.
Jiang Wangxi remained motionless. He looked at Sang Jiyue with scrutiny, disappointment in his eyes.
A gust of cold wind blew over, causing Sang Jiyue's body to sway slightly, and the remaining color on his face completely faded away.
Jiang Wangxi reached out, grasped Sang Jiyue's hand, and pulled her to his side. Then he said to the team leader, "Move him to the hotel."
Someone immediately stepped forward and pulled Sheng Xingzhou up.
Sang Jiyue knew that this was Jiang Wangxi's biggest concession, and she didn't seem to be prepared for a conflict between her and Jiang Wangxi because of Sheng Xingzhou.
I hope he can keep his life.
"Let's go home."
Sang Jiyue hummed softly, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her lips: "It's time to go home."
"I'm glad that you made the right choice." Jiang Wangxi said lightly.
After hearing this, Sang Jiyue turned her head to look at him.
Jiang Wangxi didn't care. He pulled Sang Jiyue forward and happened to pass by Sheng Xingzhou who was being dragged.
At that moment, Sheng Xingzhou didn't know where he got the strength from, he broke free from the restraints, stubbornly grasped Sang Jiyue's hand, and looked at her with red eyes, his eyes full of pleading.
Sang Jiyue suddenly couldn't move his legs.
She was still thinking about what Jiang Wangxi had just said.
The right choice, indeed the right choice.
She seems to have always followed "right" and made choices that she thought were best for her.
But...she wasn't actually happy.
On the contrary, she was very happy during the time she "eloped" with Sheng Xingzhou.
What is right and what is wrong.
Is it right to be unhappy and wrong to be happy?
Why...can't it be the other way around?
Sheng Xingzhou gently shook her hand, the same action as before, but his tone was full of anxiety: "Ayue..."
Really can't you choose me?
Sang Jiyue suddenly came back to her senses, and in a moment, she suddenly understood. The question she had been thinking about for a long time finally had an answer.
"Brother, I told you a long time ago—" Sang Jiyue pulled her other hand out of Jiang Wangxi's palm and continued, "I'm not the same as before."
That was when she made her first "wrong" choice. For Sheng Xingzhou, she cheated Jiang Wangxi of her serum and made an appointment with him to meet in two years.
Sang Jiyue said: "I have more things in life that I want to try."
"I'm not leaving with you."
After a moment, Jiang Wangxi said, "Do you understand what you are saying?"
"Yeah." Sang Jiyue nodded firmly.
Jiang Wangxi was speechless for a long time.
"Go away and don't worry about me." Sang Jiyue held Sheng Xingzhou's hand and wanted to return to the hotel with him.
However, without Jiang Wangxi's order, the team responsible for his security would not feel at ease. They were pointed at with guns and surrounded, unable to move forward.
Jiang Wangxi walked up to Sang Jiyue and asked softly in a gentle, puzzled tone, "Why do you suddenly dislike me?"
He had noticed this a long time ago, but Sang Jiyue had never realized it, so of course he wouldn't say it.
Jiang Wangxi could only put the blame on Sheng Xingzhou, but Sang Jiyue said -
"It wasn't that sudden." She smiled at him, looking open-minded: "I never said that I saw you when Sang Huai died."
Just one sentence suddenly shattered Jiang Wangxi's calm expression.
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