The Zombie King’s Heartthrob Girlfriend (8)
When Bai Weiwei was about to pull him, his sleeve tore.
With all her strength, Bai Weiwei held on to his hand. “I’m sorry.”
She said with guilt.
Song Yunhuan did not struggle, letting her die holding his hand.
Bai Weiwei was about to lose her strength. The power of a zombie was not something humans could compete with, to get to this point was her limit.
Suddenly Song Yunhuan’s fingers clenched and held her back.
There was a little light in Bai Weiwei’s eyes, hopeful and rejoicing.
Song Yunhuan’s voice was light, even gentle. “I’m sure you didn’t mean it, but…”
His thin lips were bent and the darkness in his eyes was frightening. “But, so what?”
After that, one finger at a time, he loosened his grip, letting the light in Bai Weiwei’s eyes fade.
And Bai Weiwei, because he let go, was dragged by zombies.
The zombie’s finger, still digging into her calf, hurt so much that Bai Weiwei’s head was bursting.
She was pulled out of the warehouse the sun shining on her. The zombies came one by one, and threw themselves at Bai Weiwei.
Bai Weiwei felt her legs, hands, and back being ripped into by the zombies’ bites.
System: “Ding, host facing a major danger, minimum life subsistence guarantee issued.”
Minimum life subsistence guarantee, start.
The pain on Bai Weiwei’s body disappeared, but life didn’t slow down.
She looked up, her eyes filled with desperation and self-reproach.
But not hate.
Before being drowned in the sea of zombies, Song Yunhuan saw her open her mouth and say.
“Song Yunhuan, I’m sorry.”
Like she really had just been trying to scare him, and then couldn’t catch him.
Song Yunhuan suddenly left the warehouse.
The zombies were scared and hurried out of the way. Every zombie was hiding from Song Yunhuan.
When Song Yunhuan woke up he found himself rotting, but his flesh and blood were constantly reassembling.
He didn’t end up looking like a zombie.
It wasn’t so different from his previous appearance.
The only difference was that he had a lot of energy, a powerful force.
There was also his zombie-like body.
Not even a heartbeat.
He hated Bai Weiwei. He hated her for making him like this.
That hate made him want Bai Weiwei to taste everything he’d been through.
Although Bai Weiwei didn’t feel pain, she could feel where she was injured.
All over her body, there wasn’t even a single piece of flesh that was in good condition.
Bai Weiwei consciousness was dimming. When she thought she was going to die, the zombies suddenly dispersed.
Her face was pale, her whole body was covered by traces of zombie bites.
When Song Yunhuan came to her side, she suddenly looked up at him. It was a tragic sight.
Her face was untouched, clear and delicate with a bit of charm. And now she was watching him, bringing out a bit of pitiful, delicate beauty.
Song Yunhuan asked softly: “Does it hurt?”
Bai Weiwei just looked at him, seeming to be in too much pain to understand.
She suddenly reached out, her hands bloodied from when she dug into the ground.
Bai Weiwei tried to get close to him.
Song Yunhuan very kindly bent over. He bowed his head. “En.”
It was like dealing with pitiful prey that you didn’t hold in your eye.
Bai Weiwei struggled to sit up. Her body at its limit, she couldn’t stand. Her hands touched his face.