Villainous Zombie King (6)
In that moment, Song Xuyi’s heart involuntarily softened.
She never imagined that her simple gesture of kindness would make Ye Shuiyu add so many points in her favor.
This seemed to be a kind of clear signal from Ye Shuiyu: no matter how excessive Song Xuyi’s actions might be, Ye Shuiyu would always forgive her.
But after the initial touch of emotion, Song Xuyi came to her senses and felt a bit scared: Ye Shuiyu’s nature was far too naive and single-minded, making her easily susceptible to being led astray…
“You can’t be like this,” Song Xuyi didn’t know what came over her as she instinctively started advising Ye Shuiyu as if she were a child: “Shuiyu, people can’t always respond to resentment with kindness. When it’s time to be angry, you should show your temper. Even if it’s someone you really like, you shouldn’t always be so yielding in front of them. You can’t always suppress yourself…”
“I know everything you’re saying is right, Xuyi,” Ye Shuiyu pouted her lips and looked up at Song Xuyi with a deep gaze: “Then if I don’t suppress myself, and I want Xuyi to give me a kiss, will Xuyi agree?”
Song Xuyi heard the familiar words ‘kiss kiss’ and once again blushed furiously. She froze on the spot, and the hairdryer’s loud blowing almost sucked in Ye Shuiyu’s hair. Song Xuyi hurriedly pulled Ye Shuiyu’s hair away, remembering how Ye Shuiyu had been wearing gauze before. Afraid of touching Ye Shuiyu’s wound, she instinctively searched Ye Shuiyu’s head for half a day but couldn’t find any trace of injury…
But just the day before, Ye Shuiyu was still wearing gauze, and there were faint traces of blood on it…
What was going on?
Song Xuyi couldn’t help but glance at Ye Shuiyu, and the sight left her both amused and exasperated: seeing that Song Xuyi hadn’t responded, Ye Shuiyu had already huffily lowered her head, and in an instant, another line appeared in her notebook—”Xuyi doesn’t keep her word, she’s unwilling to kiss me but still tries to sweet-talk me, minus 1 point!”
Song Xuyi: “…”
Song Xuyi finally understood: even five-year-old Ye Shuiyu couldn’t get past the topic of kissing, and the more she talked with her, the more likely she was to get tangled up in Ye Shuiyu’s logic…
Song Xuyi decided to keep her mouth shut, not daring to chat with Ye Shuiyu anymore. She quietly finished drying Ye Shuiyu’s hair and then went to the kitchen to cook.
The cellar beneath this villa stored quite a bit of frozen meat. Song Xuyi took out two steaks to pan-fry and also made a pork rib soup, which she brought to the dining table. Remembering the chocolate-eating incident earlier, Song Xuyi was determined to make Ye Shuiyu more independent, resolving not to feed her no matter how much she acted coquettishly. However, to Song Xuyi’s surprise, this time Ye Shuiyu didn’t make a fuss.
She sat quietly at the dining table, eating her steak. Her steak-eating technique appeared extremely skilled and elegant, suggesting she had received specialized training in the past.
After finishing the steak, Ye Shuiyu happily drank a bowl of soup.
“Xuyi’s cooking is really good!”
Meeting Song Xuyi’s gaze, Ye Shuiyu smiled. She seemed to be in a good mood and once again lowered her head to write something in her notebook.
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After the meal, Song Xuyi went out to take a look.
At this moment, the rain outside intensified again. In such conditions, it was impossible to get back on the road. If the rain didn’t stop, they’d have to stay in this villa for another day.
Song Xuyi returned to the room. With both internet and communication cut off, she had no other way to pass the time, so she curled up on the sofa and started playing old movie DVDs she had found in the villa.
The original owner of this body was a workaholic, wholly devoted to studying and scientific research, rarely allowing herself time for leisure and entertainment, and had almost never been to a movie theater.
Therefore, even though the movies Song Xuyi found were from many years ago, she hadn’t seen them before and was watching them with great interest.
But Ye Shuiyu was different.
Ye Shuiyu got bored after watching for just a short while: “I’ve seen this five times already!” She even tried to spoil the movie for Song Xuyi, preemptively saying the lines just as the female lead was about to speak, mimicking the tone perfectly and reciting the dialogue word for word.
But Song Xuyi had just reached a crucial point in the plot and wasn’t in the mood to marvel at Ye Shuiyu’s astonishing memory. She even found Ye Shuiyu’s chatter somewhat noisy. When Ye Shuiyu was about to ‘dub’ again, Song Xuyi turned her head and covered Ye Shuiyu’s lips: “Don’t talk, watch the movie quietly.”
Song Xuyi originally thought Ye Shuiyu would at least struggle a bit, but she misjudged Ye Shuiyu’s reaction: Ye Shuiyu blinked, then leaned back following Song Xuyi’s hand covering her lips, falling onto Song Xuyi’s shoulder—
“I won’t talk anymore!” As if knowing what Song Xuyi was about to do, Ye Shuiyu spoke up before Song Xuyi could push her away.
At this point, Song Xuyi was fully focused on the plot. Hearing Ye Shuiyu say this, she let the matter drop and relaxed her body.
The movie began in a light comedy style, and Song Xuyi initially thought it was a comedy, but she didn’t expect to be “stabbed” (被刀 – an internet expression meaning to be emotionally hurt). By the end of the movie, everyone had died except for the female lead.
Song Xuyi took several deep breaths to recover, then turned her head to share her feelings with Ye Shuiyu. To her surprise, Ye Shuiyu’s head was resting on her shoulder, and her arms had somehow quietly wrapped around Song Xuyi’s waist. She had fallen asleep…
Song Xuyi looked at Ye Shuiyu’s sleeping face, her hand twitched, but in the end, she didn’t push Ye Shuiyu away.
Perhaps it was because Ye Shuiyu’s sleeping face was too beautiful at that moment. Who knows what she was dreaming about, but the corners of Ye Shuiyu’s lips were even slightly curved upwards. Song Xuyi didn’t have the heart to disturb her dream.
After all, a sleeping Ye Shuiyu was easier to deal with than an awake one. Song Xuyi didn’t mind, but her heart was still heavy from the plot. As she recalled the movie again, Song Xuyi realized that even though she had just finished watching it, she only remembered the key plot points. She couldn’t recite the dialogue backwards and forwards like Ye Shuiyu…
Remembering what Ye Shuiyu had said earlier, Song Xuyi furrowed her brow. She hadn’t paid attention at the time, but now it seemed strange: Ye Shuiyu only had the memories of a five-year-old, so how could a five-year-old child watch the entire movie five times?
Moreover, the overall tone of this movie was quite cruel and not suitable for children. What kind of parent would let their child watch this movie five times…
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The more Song Xuyi thought about it, the stranger it seemed. But even though she was curious, Ye Shuiyu was in a child-like state now and might tell her everything without reservation. Song Xuyi didn’t want to take advantage of Ye Shuiyu’s current innocence to pry into her personal affairs.
When Ye Shuiyu opened her eyes again, it was half an hour later. She was awakened by the sound of car engines outside.
With the highway destroyed and zombies clustering, everyone had started taking the national roads. Song Xuyi had chosen this mountain road, and others would too.
There were quite a few people coming from outside, and the noise sounded extremely chaotic.
Soon after, the living room door opened, and over thirty people cautiously gathered together, entering with weapons in hand.
These people clearly didn’t expect to find only two women in their prime in the living room. They looked around carefully, and after seeing no zombies or mutant beasts, a burly man with a full beard stepped forward and introduced himself: “Hello, young ladies. I’m Wang Xi!”
According to Wang Xi, their group had met on the road. Not far ahead, for some unknown reason, a zombie nest had formed. As these people passed by, they were attacked one after another and had to work together to escape.
Even though they had escaped, many in the group were injured. With the heavy rain, traveling was extremely dangerous, so when they saw this villa, the group came over.
Song Xuyi didn’t know why, but she felt that Wang Xi’s group seemed extremely out of place. Even though Wang Xi’s manners were impeccable, Song Xuyi still didn’t want to interact with him much.
However, the villa didn’t belong to Song Xuyi; she was just a passerby herself. Moreover, Wang Xi’s attitude was very polite, so naturally, Song Xuyi had no reason to refuse Wang Xi’s group from staying.
Seeing this group looking travel-worn as if they had just been through a fierce battle, Song Xuyi couldn’t help but feel somewhat fortunate: luckily, she and Ye Shuiyu had arrived a day earlier. Otherwise, if they had encountered a zombie attack, it would have been very difficult to handle…
After Song Xuyi nodded her agreement, Wang Xi directed his people to bring in the injured.
Clearly, this group had also mastered the initial methods of treating patients in the apocalypse: for those injured by supernatural abilities, they applied medicine and bandages as needed. For those directly scratched or bitten by zombies, they could only leave it to fate. These patients were tied up to see if they had the luck to evolve into ability users against the odds.
Song Xuyi’s gaze involuntarily fell on those who had been bitten by zombies.
Song Xuyi couldn’t explain why, but looking at those blackened wounds from zombie bites, she inexplicably felt that she might have the ability to eliminate the zombie virus from these wounds…
Song Xuyi was inclined to try, but ever since this group had entered, Ye Shuiyu had either been too lazy to face strangers or was rejecting the idea of letting them stay. Ye Shuiyu’s face was tense, and she buried herself in Song Xuyi’s neck in a coquettish manner, still clinging to Song Xuyi and refusing to let go. Song Xuyi had no way to move freely.
Song Xuyi felt awkward but didn’t want to push Ye Shuiyu away in front of these people. She could only sit on the sofa with a blushing face, explaining in a way that drew more attention than it deflected: “My sister is feeling a bit unwell…”
Song Xuyi had been on the road and had little contact with the outside world, so she didn’t know that others were already accustomed to this: after all, since the apocalypse began, the world’s order had collapsed, and all kinds of intimate relationships had emerged. Two girls together was not considered shocking in this era.
Wang Xi, however, exchanged glances with his team members: Song Xuyi’s clothes were clean, her complexion rosy, forming a stark contrast to their sallow faces. To survive like this in the apocalypse, she must have powerful backing. Worried that Song Xuyi might be a hidden expert, Wang Xi had been extremely polite to her…
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However, the current situation didn’t seem to be so: Song Xuyi appeared to lack knowledge about the outside world.
Noticing Song Xuyi’s gaze falling on the injured members of the team, Wang Xi’s eyes flickered slightly. He decided to probe further and asked with a smile: “Miss Xuyi, perhaps you have a way to treat these team members bitten by zombies?”
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The author has something to say:
To that little angel who said Xuyi’s superpower is becoming soft~
Hmph~ Are you trying to make me laugh myself to death so you can inherit my 20,000 yuan Huabei credit limit (a popular digital credit service provided by Alipay in China, similar to a credit card.), you proper person?
LP: Re-translated on November 04, 2024