Villainous Zombie King (3)
Song Xuyi’s eyes widened, almost unable to believe what she had just heard!
What…
Mother?
Her current body was only 24 years old and still in graduate school. Although this woman was so beautiful that it was hard to determine her exact age, she was certainly between twenty and thirty years old, possibly even older than Song Xuyi herself. How could she have given birth to such a grown daughter?
The system in Song Xuyi’s mind was also completely baffled.
It tried to interpret the villain’s behavior as a cunning ploy to deliberately get close to Song Xuyi, but the way the villain looked at Song Xuyi was so dependent and sincere, like an innocent child, that even the system couldn’t convince itself that this was the villain’s scheme. It could only mutter defeatedly—
“The villain… could it be that she hit her head and damaged her brain?”
And the system’s words turned out to be prophetic.
After repeated questioning by Song Xuyi, it was proven that this beautiful woman had indeed damaged her brain from a fall.
She only remembered that her name was Ye Shuiyu and that her home was in Beijing. She could clearly recite her home address in Beijing, but as for everything else… Ye Shuiyu only remembered that she was a little girl, four years old, and couldn’t recall anything else.
Song Xuyi was speechless as she looked at the ‘little girl’ who was half a head taller than her and had killed over a dozen strong men just minutes ago, now claiming to be four years old.
Song Xuyi sighed and tried to convince Ye Shuiyu that she wasn’t her mother. However, even with her brain damaged from the fall, Ye Shuiyu had her own logic:
“If you’re not my mommy, why did you save me from the bad guys?”
“If you’re not my mommy, why are you so nice to me and help wipe my face?”
“If you’re not my mommy, then why did I feel so close to you the moment I saw you?”
…
“You’ll regret this!” Song Xuyi, her head buzzing from the barrage of ‘whys,’ said through gritted teeth, “Shuiyu, when you recover your memories, this will become your eternal black history!”
However, despite saying this, Song Xuyi still painstakingly explained to Ye Shuiyu concepts like moral conscience and imprinting…
Finally, Song Xuyi managed to persuade Ye Shuiyu to call her ‘Xuyi’ instead. As for the hidden disappointment and sadness in Ye Shuiyu’s eyes, although Song Xuyi felt sympathetic, she cruelly chose to ignore it – she simply couldn’t bear being called ‘mom’ by such a beautiful grown woman. When she heard Ye Shuiyu say “mother,” Song Xuyi nearly fainted on the spot!
After Ye Shuiyu had killed the troublemakers in the village, Song Xuyi returned to retrieve her confiscated car and released the other imprisoned passersby.
There were still other villagers who, previously intimidated by the gang of men, hadn’t dared to resist. Now that Ye Shuiyu had eliminated them, it was as if a tyrant had been removed from the village. In this era of food scarcity, the remaining villagers began stuffing food into Song Xuyi’s trunk and back seat, expressing their gratitude to Song Xuyi and Ye Shuiyu.
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Song Xuyi discovered that Ye Shuiyu truly had a talent for changing faces: even without Song Xuyi’s prompting, she naturally adopted a cold and aloof demeanor in front of others, even exuding an air of natural authority. This was completely different from the dependent and pitiful behavior she showed around Song Xuyi. Seeing her like this, the others were too intimidated to approach or speak to her.
When Song Xuyi drove off towards Beijing with the car full of food and Ye Shuiyu, once they were alone in the car, Ye Shuiyu in the passenger seat reverted to her clingy behavior. With bright, shining eyes, she leaned towards Song Xuyi and asked:
“Xuyi, Xuyi, are you taking me back to our home now?”
“I’m taking you back to your home,” Song Xuyi replied. Since Ye Shuiyu remembered her address in Beijing, and given her beautiful appearance and current amnesiac state, Song Xuyi didn’t feel comfortable letting her travel alone, despite her awakened powerful abilities. Moreover, Song Xuyi also needed to go to Beijing to find the male and female protagonists, and Ye Shuiyu’s strength could ensure Song Xuyi’s safety. So, she decided to bring Ye Shuiyu along.
Ye Shuiyu was clearly very concerned about Song Xuyi’s firm refusal to be her mother. She fell silent for a moment, giving Song Xuyi a pitiful look. Seeing Song Xuyi ‘concentrating’ on driving with an unmoved expression, the dejected look on Ye Shuiyu’s face instantly vanished. Once again, her eyes sparkled as she leaned in:
“Xuyi, are you tired? Do you want me to help?”
“Xuyi, your eyelashes are so long!”
“Xuyi, you’re so cute!”
…
Song Xuyi’s hands on the steering wheel faltered, causing the car to lurch and nearly hit the guardrail. She finally couldn’t help but stop, turning to look at Ye Shuiyu: “Shuiyu, can you please not talk to me while I’m driving?”
If it were anyone else, it might have been fine, but Ye Shuiyu was too beautiful. Being gazed at by those eyes that seemed to contain the stars, Song Xuyi couldn’t help but feel her heart rate increase, always wanting to turn her head to avoid Ye Shuiyu’s gaze. Driving like this was really prone to accidents.
Ye Shuiyu was stunned for a moment, then pouted, her eyes misting over.
She truly had completely taken on the persona of a four-year-old child, with tears ready to fall at a moment’s notice. Yet, even like this, she didn’t look the least bit disheveled. Instead, she appeared like a pear blossom in the rain, arousing pity and affection.
Looking at Ye Shuiyu like this, even though it was Ye Shuiyu who had done wrong, Song Xuyi inexplicably felt a sense of guilt, as if she were bullying a child.
“Xuyi, you’re being mean to me!” Ye Shuiyu choked out an accusation, angrily turning her back to Song Xuyi, leaving only the back of her head visible as she delivered a highly ‘threatening’ statement:
“I’m angry now, and I’ve decided not to talk to Xuyi for half a day. Unless Xuyi gives me a kiss, I won’t be nice to you for this half day!”
?!
Hearing these words and recalling her previous behavior, Song Xuyi decisively withdrew any intention of coaxing Ye Shuiyu and sat back in her seat, restarting the car.
Hearing the sound of the engine starting, Ye Shuiyu clearly couldn’t believe it. She turned back with her beautiful eyes wide, looking at Song Xuyi, her voice rising a bit: “I’m really angry now!”
Song Xuyi struggled to suppress her smile, still ignoring her.
Ye Shuiyu shot an angry glance at Song Xuyi, biting her lower lip, and huffily turned her head away once more.
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For the rest of the journey, Ye Shuiyu didn’t turn back again, but she didn’t give up on her little act: throughout the trip, with remarkable regularity, about every half hour, Ye Shuiyu would let out a low sob. The sound was clearly just air being squeezed out of her nose, as fake as could be. Song Xuyi didn’t respond, but Ye Shuiyu persisted in playing this game by herself…
Originally, Song Xuyi had been in a gloomy mood due to the occasional zombies appearing outside, but because of Ye Shuiyu’s performance, the corners of Song Xuyi’s lips couldn’t help but curl higher and higher.
The morning passed quickly.
When it was time for lunch, Song Xuyi stopped the car.
Ye Shuiyu secretly turned her head, peeking at Song Xuyi’s movements. Catching a glimpse of Song Xuyi stirring, like a vigilant little squirrel, Ye Shuiyu quickly turned her head back again.
Through the reflection in the glass, Song Xuyi could see all of Ye Shuiyu’s movements clearly. She almost couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Hurriedly, she clenched her fist and placed it by her mouth, giving a dry cough. As if helpless, she took a chocolate bar from the back seat and tapped Ye Shuiyu’s shoulder: “Shuiyu, eat something!”
“You’re the one who came to talk to me first, it’s not that I wanted to pay attention to you!” Ye Shuiyu finally turned her head, pretending to be reluctant, and glanced at Song Xuyi. Her gaze fell on Song Xuyi’s lips. Song Xuyi pressed her lips together and shook her head. The light in Ye Shuiyu’s eyes instantly dimmed, and she dejectedly took the chocolate from Song Xuyi’s hand, looking like an eggplant hit by frost.
“Since Xuyi gave me food to eat, I’ll forgive you! Next time you speak to me so harshly, I’ll definitely make you kiss me ten times before I’ll talk to you…”
Ye Shuiyu tore off the chocolate wrapper and took a bite as if venting her frustration. Suddenly, she frowned, her expression instantly turning extremely unpleasant. After a long while, she slowly finished chewing the chocolate in her mouth, then wrapped up the remaining chocolate without eating any more.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?” Song Xuyi asked, munching on a sweet potato and glancing up at Ye Shuiyu. The food in Song Xuyi’s car was all given by the villagers, mostly agricultural products, with only one bar of chocolate in total.
Although Song Xuyi had warned herself not to truly treat Ye Shuiyu like a child, her actions were uncontrollable. Song Xuyi didn’t know why she had instinctively handed the chocolate, which children typically love, to Ye Shuiyu.
“It doesn’t taste good. I have no appetite!” Ye Shuiyu replied in a low, dejected voice, rubbing her stomach. “I’m not hungry either.”
Song Xuyi furrowed her brow.
After a night of turmoil and a day of driving, Song Xuyi was already so hungry that her front was sticking to her back. She assumed Ye Shuiyu would be in a similar state, but unexpectedly, Ye Shuiyu claimed she wasn’t hungry…
Could she still be sulking?
Song Xuyi couldn’t help but glance at Ye Shuiyu again.
Ye Shuiyu lay dejectedly against the seat back, her long lashes lowered, lost in thought. Her profile looked delicate and melancholic…
Looking at Ye Shuiyu like this, Song Xuyi’s weakness for beautiful faces bubbled up from the depths of her heart once again:
Thinking carefully, her attitude had indeed been a bit harsh. Although she felt awkward due to her own shyness, in Ye Shuiyu’s mind, she was only four years old. The four-year-old Ye Shuiyu must have been a delicately carved jade of a pretty little girl, probably with many people wanting to kiss her…
Ye Shuiyu was in unfamiliar surroundings and had lost her memory. Having finally developed a sense of closeness to Song Xuyi, only to be so harshly rejected, she must feel heartbroken.
However, kissing her cheek as Ye Shuiyu had suggested was absolutely out of the question.
Song Xuyi thought for a moment and finally came up with a compromise. Softening her voice, she said, “Shuiyu, if the chocolate doesn’t taste good, how about we eat slowly, and I’ll feed you? Is that okay?”
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“Okay!”
Song Xuyi hadn’t expected Ye Shuiyu to accept so quickly. Ye Shuiyu’s previously dejected eyes instantly lit up. As if afraid Song Xuyi might change her mind, she immediately stuffed the remaining chocolate into Song Xuyi’s hands, watching her vigilantly: “You’re the one who offered this!”
Ye Shuiyu’s lips curled up, not hiding her joy at all: “Even though the chocolate tastes bad, if Xuyi is feeding me, I’ll try to eat a bit more—”
“However,” Ye Shuiyu glanced at Song Xuyi warily, raising her head, “I’m only making an exception for Xuyi this time. But if you make me angry again next time, I still want ten kisses, not one less!”
Song Xuyi: “…”
The author has something to say:
Xuyi: I don’t know why, but I seem to be gradually getting used to the feeling of raising a child… How scary!
LP: Re-translated on October 30, 2024