"That's how it should be. You don't seem like someone who's short on women. Perhaps neither of us can withstand this fresh feeling. I can't be with you once we get back to the base..." Pei Xiqing should have felt guilty and tried to escape, but she didn't. She simply looked at the man and told him what she was thinking in a calm voice, "I'm a zombie. There's no way I can truly be with humans."
She said, "I don't want you to be caught in the middle for various reasons after we arrive at the base, and be forced to kill me. Rather than that, I'd rather leave before we get to the base."
She knew in her heart that she couldn't stay with Duan Xiaolin for long, because of the outside world, herself, and her cognition...
True or false, it is human nature for the weak to seek shelter. She does not think there is anything wrong with what she did before. It is foolish to be entangled and unwilling to let go.
This world is inherently cruel, and there are different classes among humans, and the people of Franlon are even worse.
Although she had never seen him before, she could vaguely see some of the style of the villain Franlun in Duan Xiaolin. The people under his control would probably make people feel cold-hearted and unfathomable, making them even more difficult to understand.
If such a person were to go to a power center like the base or Franlon, he would probably be most interested in immediate benefits. By then, she really wouldn't know what to do.
The book mentions the struggles between human bases more than once. They are no more terrifying than the zombies outside. The Zombie Group also gets involved in them, abusing the scum everywhere to defend their rights.
Pei Xiqing has been in the apocalypse for a while now. She was unable to adapt and almost collapsed at the beginning, but now she has gradually gotten used to everything around her. In addition, she is a zombie, so she can gradually get used to those bloody and disgusting scenes by enduring them.
Now that she was in a base full of humans, she suddenly felt a little lost.
Pei Xiqing lowered her eyelashes after she finished speaking.
The air around seemed to freeze for a moment.
Luckily, everyone else was packing up to leave, thinking they were just having a normal conversation and no one was paying attention.
Her heartbeat grew louder and louder. She took a deep breath, prepared to face the man's questioning or anger, but after a while, she heard him seem to chuckle.
Pei Xiqing looked up in surprise: "What are you... laughing at?"
Duan Xiaolin's eyes were narrow and deep, and his gaze fell on the piece of snow-white neck flesh exposed under her collar, which was as delicate as a white lotus root carved out of jade. The beauty was in her bones, and her skin also had the same fragile beauty.
"Nothing." He raised his hand and pinched Pei Xiqing's chin, lifting it slightly: "Since you are worried about these things, you shouldn't have agreed at the time. Have you forgotten what you said at the time?"
The man's slender fingertips twisted around her hair and finally stopped at the back of her neck. He pinched it with a moderate pressure, but the pressure was strong enough. He moved closer and said in a low, suppressed voice, "There's no way out."
"But the base..."
Duan Xiaolin didn't give her a chance to question further and interrupted her: "You don't like the base?"
"No, that's not what I meant..." She looked at the man's serious inquiring eyes. For some reason, she suddenly felt suffocated. His eyes were too cold, without any emotion. There was even a hint of suppressed murderous intent flashing through them, filled with aggression and fear.
He even had a feeling that if she nodded, he would do something outrageous.
In his eyes, the base seemed like an insignificant ant.
Pei Xiqing hurriedly retreated. He pressed on, forcing her closer to the room behind him. Once the door closed, it completely blocked out all light from outside. He whispered, "Don't worry about the situation at the base. I've already made my promise, so I hope you'll trust me."
Pei Xiqing realized it later.
She is a bit of a traitor.
Duan Xiaolin had promised this before.
But how long can a man's temporary promise last?
Pei Xiqing is now capable of protecting herself and no longer needs promises from men.
She raised her face and said, "I'm sorry, I broke my promise. I consider you have fulfilled your promise. From now on..."
The man pinched her cheek, the force of his fingertips suddenly increasing, and her calm expression finally broke out. He was filled with suppressed anger, "That's enough. If you keep talking, I'll get angry."
His kiss was restrained and light, falling on the corners of her beautiful eyes.
Pei Xiqing's eyelids twitched.
It is no exaggeration to say that although this action seems to be superficial, Duan Xiaolin's eyes do not conceal the naked sense of aggression at all.
Pei Xiqing took a half step back, swallowed subconsciously, hesitated for a moment, raised her hand and grabbed his arm, "Brother Duan, am I wrong? Or do you just need a beautiful vase by your side, to be by your side when you need it, and to be disposed of at will when you don't?"
Duan Xiaolin squinted at her.
His eyes were indifferent behind the thin lenses and his lips were slightly pursed.
He is angry.
This was the only thought in Pei Xiqing's mind.
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