Villainous Zombie King (9)
Song Xuyi was stunned for a moment, and then her heart felt as if it had been tugged, suddenly feeling a pang of sympathy.
She had originally thought that Ye Shuiyu would continue to be as happy as she was at four or five years old.
Perhaps due to preconceptions, the four or five-year-old Ye Shuiyu was as adorable as a clingy little angel. Song Xuyi always felt that such a lovable little girl would grow up carefree and become a sunny, kind, and dazzling young woman.
Song Xuyi never imagined that at six years old, Ye Shuiyu would already be facing the separation of life and death, which is difficult even for adults to endure.
“Mom had been sick for a long time, and I visited her every day to keep her company and watch TV together. Mom’s spirit got worse and worse, and her memory deteriorated. Each time, she could only watch for a little while before falling asleep. I would then perform for Mom to make her happy…”
“Mom said she wanted to see what I looked like when I got into university. I worked hard to skip grades, but in the end, Mom still didn’t get to see me enter university…”
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Afterwards, from Ye Shuiyu’s words like “Dad said Mom became a star and went to the sky” and “Dad keeps drinking every day, and Grandpa can’t persuade him no matter how hard he tries,” Song Xuyi guessed the situation when Ye Shuiyu was six years old, and her sympathy for Ye Shuiyu deepened even more.
Song Xuyi didn’t know how to comfort Ye Shuiyu and could only coax her by offering to treat her to something delicious, leading Ye Shuiyu into the living room. Then she went to the kitchen to cook for Ye Shuiyu.
This time, Song Xuyi discovered that Ye Shuiyu only liked to eat meat and wouldn’t touch vegetables or other foods. Song Xuyi wanted to persuade her to eat vegetables voluntarily, but Ye Shuiyu lowered her head and said eating other things would give her a stomachache. She told Song Xuyi that on the first day, she had a stomachache for an entire afternoon because she ate the chocolate Song Xuyi gave her. But in the end, Ye Shuiyu looked at Song Xuyi with a conflicted expression and said: if Song Xuyi was willing to feed her again, she wouldn’t be unwilling to risk a stomachache to eat vegetables.
Song Xuyi didn’t believe Ye Shuiyu’s words. She thought it was an excuse Ye Shuiyu made up to avoid eating vegetables. But now there were other people in the villa, and Song Xuyi didn’t have the face to feed Ye Shuiyu in front of them. Moreover, Ye Shuiyu was currently reliving the memory of losing her mother at six years old, so Song Xuyi couldn’t bring herself to force Ye Shuiyu to do something she didn’t like.
She could only find another opportunity to correct Ye Shuiyu’s eating habits in the future!
In the afternoon, the rain that had been falling for several days finally stopped.
Song Xuyi breathed a sigh of relief, planning to set out for Jing City early the next morning.
Perhaps because of losing her mother, Ye Shuiyu was clingier than usual that day. Song Xuyi felt sorry for her and was more indulgent towards Ye Shuiyu than usual, even allowing her to stay nearby while she practiced her special abilities in the afternoon.
At first, Ye Shuiyu sat quietly on the side, reading the book Song Xuyi had given her. Song Xuyi could sense Ye Shuiyu’s gaze falling on her from time to time, but after a while, Song Xuyi no longer heard the sound of Ye Shuiyu turning pages.
…
Song Xuyi was deeply immersed in practicing her special abilities and didn’t notice anything unusual about Ye Shuiyu at first. When Song Xuyi finished her practice and looked up again, she saw that Ye Shuiyu’s beautiful face was covered in tears.
Ye Shuiyu’s tears were silent. They wet her cheeks, and her nose was slightly red. The aggrieved expression softened the coldness of her features, making her appear like pear blossoms in the rain (a poetic phrase describing a beautiful woman crying), which made her even more pitiable.
Seeing Ye Shuiyu like this, Song Xuyi immediately became flustered—
“Shuiyu, are you… missing your mom?” The only reason Song Xuyi could think of for Ye Shuiyu’s tear-streaked face was that she had once again remembered her deceased mother.
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But Song Xuyi couldn’t think of a way to comfort Ye Shuiyu—after all, some wounds can only be healed by time, and couldn’t be soothed by Song Xuyi’s simple words of comfort.
However, Song Xuyi didn’t expect Ye Shuiyu to shake her head.
“Then… is Shuiyu missing her dad?” If it wasn’t missing her mom, it must be missing her dad.
Song Xuyi breathed a sigh of relief, remembering the home address Ye Shuiyu had mentioned earlier, and gently comforted her: “We’re on our way to find your dad now. Shuiyu will be able to see her dad soon.”
But Song Xuyi didn’t anticipate: Ye Shuiyu looked up at Song Xuyi with tear-filled eyes and shook her head once again.
…
Song Xuyi was at a loss for words.
Unable to figure out the reason for Ye Shuiyu’s crying, Song Xuyi could only hit a straight ball (an expression meaning to be direct or straightforward) and ask Ye Shuiyu directly: “Then what’s making Shuiyu unhappy?”
Upon hearing Song Xuyi’s question, Ye Shuiyu’s tears began to flow even more fiercely!
“Xuyi, do you dislike me and want to abandon me?” Ye Shuiyu’s beautiful eyes were brimming with tears as she looked at Song Xuyi accusingly.
“I don’t!” Song Xuyi’s eyes widened as she instinctively denied it.
“Then… why aren’t you using the crystal core I gave you, and instead using a more difficult method to improve your special ability?” Ye Shuiyu sniffled, angrily observing Song Xuyi’s reaction.
Oh no!
It was only then that Song Xuyi remembered this matter.
She looked at Ye Shuiyu’s tear-filled eyes and was momentarily speechless: her true thoughts couldn’t be revealed. Song Xuyi had a premonition that if she were to express her intention of returning the crystal core to Ye Shuiyu in the future, Ye Shuiyu would definitely cry for three days and three nights.
Seeing that tears were about to fall from Ye Shuiyu’s eyes again, Song Xuyi took a deep breath and, in a moment of quick thinking, said: “Because I’ve already used up the crystal core!”
Originally thinking this would pacify Ye Shuiyu, Song Xuyi was surprised when Ye Shuiyu looked at her in disbelief. Tears flowed once again, and her voice sounded even more heartbroken—
“Xuyi, you’re lying to me, you’re actually lying to me!”
“You haven’t used the crystal core at all. I can sense that all the cores are in your backpack. You really do want to abandon me…”
Song Xuyi hadn’t expected that Ye Shuiyu could sense the presence of the crystal cores.
Finally, seeming to have exhausted all her demands, Ye Shuiyu managed to stop crying. However, she still looked at Song Xuyi with tear-filled eyes: “I want Xuyi to agree to one small condition—”
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“What condition? Kisses and such are definitely not allowed,” Song Xuyi finally regained some sense and said with conviction: “Shuiyu is a big girl of six now, you can’t be so clingy anymore.”
Ye Shuiyu pouted, clearly disagreeing with Song Xuyi’s words, but she didn’t argue. Instead, she said in a muffled voice: “It’s not an unreasonable condition, I haven’t thought it through yet…”
Only then did Song Xuyi nod and agree.
By now, it was dusk. The sun was setting in the west, and the scenery around the villa was beautiful. To help Ye Shuiyu clear her mind, Song Xuyi took her for a walk around the area. At this time, the women, elderly, and children outside were also busy: since learning that Song Xuyi didn’t plan to stay in this villa any longer, the women had decided to use it as a base and settle down here. They were now enthusiastically setting up defensive facilities around the villa.
As Song Xuyi walked by, people stopped to greet her. Seeing the smiles on their faces, Song Xuyi felt a sense of gratification…
“Look, they’re all grateful to you,” Song Xuyi, wanting to cheer Ye Shuiyu up, tried to guide her: “Because you saved them, they now have this life…”
“It was Xuyi who saved them,” Ye Shuiyu replied. “Dad told me about ‘the struggle for survival is governed by natural selection; only the fit survive’, and not to sympathize with the weak.”
“I only stepped in because I wanted to help Xuyi.”
“However, if Xuyi wasn’t by my side, I probably would have killed Wang Xi and his group. I don’t know why, but I really dislike them.”
“That’s because they’re bad people,” Song Xuyi, surprised that Ye Shuiyu’s father would instill such thoughts in her, hesitated before responding dryly, deciding to correct Ye Shuiyu’s thinking: “Besides, your dad’s view is too absolute. The weak also have the right to survive. We should be good people.”
“I’ll listen to Xuyi,” Ye Shuiyu agreed unexpectedly quickly. She stepped forward and took Song Xuyi’s hand, her clear eyes fixed on Song Xuyi: “But I want Xuyi to teach me. No one has taught me, so I don’t know how to be a good person.”
How could anyone not know how to be a good person?
Song Xuyi felt that Ye Shuiyu was deliberately trying to “apply eye medicine” (an idiom meaning to make someone remember something) to ensure she wouldn’t abandon her and to strengthen their connection.
“Of course I’m willing to teach you,” Song Xuyi sighed softly. While outwardly comforting the insecure Ye Shuiyu, she inwardly felt that once Ye Shuiyu regained all her memories, the risk of being killed had increased again: Having witnessed so many of Ye Shuiyu’s childish and awkward moments, would she really not destroy all evidence?
Due to Song Xuyi’s deliberate comfort, Ye Shuiyu’s emotions finally recovered, and Song Xuyi breathed a sigh of relief.
After dinner, Song Xuyi practiced for a while, and after taking a shower, she saw Ye Shuiyu appear in her room. Song Xuyi finally understood what the small condition Ye Shuiyu mentioned was—
Ye Shuiyu had brought her quilt and pillow from her room, saying she wanted to sleep with Song Xuyi.
At first, Song Xuyi wanted to refuse, but Ye Shuiyu’s eyes once again filled with tears. She looked at Song Xuyi pleadingly, and when she said, “This is how I used to watch over my mom,” Song Xuyi, remembering the little Ye Shuiyu who cared for her seriously ill mother long ago, could no longer find words to refuse.
Song Xuyi thought she wouldn’t be able to sleep.
She had planned to sneak to another room to sleep after Ye Shuiyu fell asleep, but… she didn’t expect to unknowingly fall asleep herself. What she expected even less was that not long after, a flash of red light passed through Ye Shuiyu’s eyes, and when she raised her head again, her entire aura had completely changed.
Ye Shuiyu looked at Song Xuyi with complex emotions, her gaze falling on Song Xuyi’s slender neck. Finally, she gritted her teeth, pinched Song Xuyi’s face, and went downstairs.
Downstairs, most of the elderly and children were still busy and hadn’t slept. Upon seeing Ye Shuiyu exuding a cold aura, they all fell silent and lowered their heads.
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“Do you know how old the famous biologist Yu Song is now, and if he’s married?”
People didn’t know why she asked this question, but pressured by Ye Shuiyu’s cold aura, a young girl spoke up: “He’s 52 years old. Last year, he married a high-ranking official’s daughter who’s 20 years younger than him. Because they both look after themselves well, they look like they’re the same age and even trended on a popular trending topics list. However, people generally feel sympathetic towards his marriage. After all, Expert Yu Song is very handsome, his wife died twenty years ago, and his daughter passed away in a car accident two years ago. It’s about time he found a companion…”
“Died in a car accident?” Ye Shuiyu repeated these words, a cold smile appearing on her lips, her face like ice. But she didn’t continue this topic, instead asking: “Did Wang Xi say anything about his relationship with Yu Song before he died…”
An old man in the crowd shrank back. Meeting Ye Shuiyu’s gaze, the man’s eyes suddenly became fixed, and he knelt on the ground, speaking mechanically: “Wang Xi said he and Expert Yu Song were friends for many years, that Yu Song sent him here. Yu Song told him to throw a coffin into the deep sea. He also said Yu Song had been researching special abilities for over ten years. If I spared him, he could convince Yu Song to give me special abilities in the future. He even recited Expert Yu Song’s ID number…”
“But how could I spare him? They had abused my daughter for so long, I wanted to eat him alive!”
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Tomorrow is Saturday, I hope this FLAG doesn’t fall~
LP: Re-translated on November 07, 2024