Pei Xiqing had long expected this day to come sooner or later.
She thought of many ways to deal with it.
But no one can really be cruel enough to do it.
Being stripped of this ability that had been with her and protected her since she was born, she was in pain, as if her bones and skin were being pulled out, but she was unable to truly give it up and let it go.
She has not experienced too many ups and downs, and sometimes she really cannot fit into this world.
After watching for a long time, she would often have the illusion that she was an outsider, but the pain in her body reminded her all the time that she was in this absurd world.
The 'Pei Xiqing' in the original plot had already turned into a zombie.
The rest of his life was spent struggling among zombies.
Her fate might be unchangeable, and she was destined to be a zombie, but she would never allow herself to turn into one of those monsters who had lost all reason and emotion.
The tip of her tongue was bitten, and the extremely intense pain actually brought her perception back a little.
Blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.
"Hold on!"
Shadow picked her up and was about to go out.
Qiu Chao interrupted by slamming the door open.
The eyes under the mask locked onto Pei Xiqing. Seeing her condition, he immediately said, "Lay her flat on the bed! Go notify Brother Duan to come over!"
"Tuo."
Ying did so immediately.
The last bit of consciousness left in Pei Xiqing made her grab Qiu Chao's sleeve.
Qiu Chao first stopped her bleeding and cleaned the spots on her body: "Trust me, and trust Brother Duan."
"I have something to tell you..."
Qiu Chao seemed to understand her look and immediately refused, "If you have anything to say, wait until Brother Duan comes. What you need to do now is to calm down and take a deep breath."
He simply took off the mask on his face and threw it aside, concentrating on treating her.
When he checked something, he suddenly glanced at Pei Xiqing.
Pei Xiqing didn't notice.
Qiu Chao quickly looked away.
He said, "That shouldn't be the case... The medicine I injected you with two days ago should have kept you safe for ten days. Did you come into contact with something?"
"..." Pei Xiqing recalled: "I just met an old friend and smelled the parasite fluid. Then I had a strong reaction and kept vomiting... Will there be any consequences?"
"Why didn't you tell me right away that you were vomiting because of the stimulation? You can't react like that now."
"I'm sorry, I don't know."
Qiu Chao: "You probably vomited too violently just now, causing the medicine to lose its effect."
Pei Xiqing's hand was quickly grasped tightly by a big hand.
Duan Xiaolin appeared beside him.
He was still wearing the same clothes he had worn before leaving a few days ago. He looked dusty, with a few strands of green stubble on his chin. He wore a pair of cold glasses, and seemed to have an even more scoundrel-like temperament.
Even so, he wasn't in a state of disarray, but he had that wild aggression that you see when you first meet him.
The man held her hand tightly and told Qiu Chao directly: "Go and prepare."
Qiu Chao glanced at him.
Stand up.
"Tuo."
Pei Xi didn't understand what he was saying, so he shook his hand back firmly: "Brother Duan, I want to tell you something."
"you say."
The man sat by the bed.
"I'm destined to be a zombie, but since I was able to withstand those viruses before, maybe I can do it now. I'm not afraid of the price I have to pay."
She doesn't need that special substance to withstand the zombie virus.
In this last century, although Qiu Chao and his team had been studying zombies, they had not necessarily come into direct contact with and been infected by the zombie virus like she had.
It's more like a shackle than a virus.
The shackles that bound her, tightly connected to her, and could not be severed.
Pei Xiqing looked at the man.
He asked softly: "What are your shackles? The base that is doomed to destruction, or the wasted Farahlon, or the lost serpent and the unattainable freedom..." And what about the people who cannot be understood?
If it were someone else, they might not understand what Pei Xiqing said.
Duan Xiaolin knew her feelings instantly when she looked at him.
I thought of the ambiguous, weird and conceited words Xiao Yue said before his death.
He asked, "It doesn't matter what you've seen or what you know, because I will get you back."
Pei Xiqing's breathing stopped for a moment.
Two seconds later, the heartbeat became louder.
Deafening.
She looked at the man beside the bed and didn't speak for a moment.
His eyes were full of determination to win.
Neither a single disaster nor a foreign invasion caused him much trouble.
He always does it with ease.
Pei Xi felt inexplicably at peace.
"Give it to me, have a good sleep, and everything will be fine." His voice was so bewitching that Pei Xiqing felt dizzy and her consciousness became blurred.
She felt the man's hand gently covering her eyes.
The touch returned, like warm sunshine and cold sea water.
Pei Xiqing held on to the last bit of rationality she had and held onto his hand.
"I want to know...whether this method you mentioned will hurt you."
"Won't."
"Will it hurt Qiu Chaoyingzi and the others?"
"Won't."
“Who will be hurt?”
She didn't want things that would cost someone's life to happen.
He comforted: "It won't hurt anyone, it's just some insignificant things."
Pei Xiqing's tense spirit finally slowly relaxed because of his words.
The strength on the arm slowly loosened.
"I still want to try it myself. If you trust me a little...it's not impossible..."
"I won't let you take any risks. You don't need to think about this anymore." His tone was firm.
"But I..."
"Yes, believe me, it will heal after a good sleep."
"Hmm...."
Pei Xiqing had ten thousand possibilities in his mind, but in the end he didn't have the energy to think anymore. He lay on the bed and gradually fell into a coma.
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