Monster Girlfriend(Apocalypse) 50

Chapter 50

When the question was asked, Xia Weishuang was completely focused on getting an answer.

Was it too soon to ask? Should she have waited a little longer? Should she have been more tactful? Xia Weishuang had considered these questions, but they were no match for her urgent desire to get an answer.

At that time, Sang Lu was sitting by the window, pulling open the curtains. With her by her side, it seemed that there was no need to worry about the danger from the zombies, because she herself was the biggest source of danger.

The bright sunlight shone on her through the glass, full of joyful and brilliant warmth. When she heard Xia Weishuang’s words, she gently turned her head, and her fair and beautiful face had an unchanging smile.

Sang Lu held Xia Weishuang’s hand in return, gripping the prey that had been delivered into her palm, and said, “I don’t, know.”

“What do you mean, you don’t know?” Xia Weishuang asked in panic. “Do you not remember?”

Sang Lu slowly shook her head. “I remember some.”

Xia Weishuang couldn’t help but lean her body towards her, as carefully as if she were speaking to a snowflake, for fear that if her voice was too loud, this snowflake would be melted by the warmth she exuded as she got closer. “Tell me everything. Tell me everything you remember, okay?”

“Okay,” Sang Lu agreed.

She said she didn’t know if she was Sang Lu. She said she didn’t know why she had become like this. The mystery of the past seemed to be forever shrouded in a thick fog that could not be dispersed, making it impossible to figure out and see clearly.

Sang Lu turned her head slightly, her sharp teeth resting on her lips. Her eyes suddenly became long and distant. She seemed to be lost in memory, but there was also a hint of indescribable cunning. But Xia Weishuang, who was single-mindedly trying to get an answer, did not notice this.

“I remember, the sea was, warm at first, and then, colder and colder as it went down…”

When Sang Lu spoke, she was slow and unhurried. Her sentences were very fragmented. She rarely spoke, and it seemed to have no major impact. But when she was telling a story, the difficulty began to increase.

As she spoke more and more, she seemed to be tired, and her voice became lighter and more fragmented.

Xia Weishuang had to listen to her more attentively and focus on her. Her mind was all on this, so she didn’t notice that she was getting closer and closer until she was in Sang Lu’s arms, as if she had taken the initiative to throw herself into her arms.

As Sang Lu spoke intermittently, a cold and desolate picture was drawn in Xia Weishuang’s mind.

A woman in a red dress was falling in the boundless sea. Her whole body was soaked in the salty seawater, and her long hair was dancing gently like thick seaweed. She fell deeper and deeper, away from the sparkling light on the surface of the sea. In the darkness, in the deep sea, she struggled in pain—and touched a seed.

It dissolved into her flesh and blood and entered her heart. The sound of the flowing water in her eardrums was like life constantly flowing away.

She finally fell into an eternal slumber. All the light in front of her was extinguished, and she became a prisoner of darkness.

In the last moment, she thought, what a pity, I couldn’t make it to Ashuang’s birthday.

Her cold body was the same temperature as the bottom of the sea. The swimming fish and small shrimps gnawed at her flesh and blood. The crimson dress was rubbed against the rough sand and broken shells. The dead woman drifted with the waves, not knowing where she was going.

Time passed without her being able to perceive it. But inside that body, a new life was slowly being born.

Strands of purplish-red veins formed a huge cocoon, enveloping the remains of the dead body. One day, two days, three days…

Countless days and nights passed. The life that went from weak to strong burst out with amazing vitality. The vigorous heartbeat and pulse seemed to be in sync with the frequency of the seabed, and became one with the regular tides and the schools of fish.

Finally, the cocoon broke open from the inside out. The woman with a pale skin slowly opened her deep purple eyes. She turned her head and looked in a direction in the dark bottom of the sea. She tilted her neck up, and was sent back to the surface of the sea by the cruel and gentle sea.

When she bathed in the first ray of morning light of her new life, she muttered two words, dazed and confused, “Shuang… Shuang…”

**

Xia Weishuang curled up her body and snuggled tightly in Sang Lu’s arms. She bit her hand, tightly, with all her might.

She was like a helpless young animal, fragile and insecure, having lost all ability to fight back.

She was crying silently, for Sang Lu.

Sang Lu gently pulled her hand out. A deep tooth mark was left on it. She slowly stroked it with her hand, and then stroked the crown of Xia Weishuang’s head.

Seeing that Xia Weishuang was still trapped in her inner torment, she took her hand and gently licked the tooth mark.

Xia Weishuang shrank her hand back. Sang Lu asked, “Why, are you crying? I’m back. Aren’t you happy?”

She didn’t understand. She seemed to have always been unable to understand some things. Xia Weishuang raised her hand and tightly pinched the bridge of her nose, tilted her head back, and tried not to cry. She tried to smile and said, “I don’t know.”

The dazed Sang Lu did not remember the entire process of three years ago clearly. She only knew that she had transformed in death and had become what she was now.

Xia Weishuang asked her, “What is the seed?”

Sang Lu was a little confused. She didn’t know.

The scene before her death was like a watercolor painting that had been smudged by the seawater, blurry and transformed, filled with distorted light and shadow, like a demon dancing gracefully. The hellishly cold and silent bottom of the sea, only the Xia Weishuang in her memory was so clear.

She was the only warmth, her food, her greedy desire for life.

Everything was as blurry as a piece of broken glass that had been washed by the sea. She could not give an absolute answer, and could not find a definite definition.

But Sang Lu just didn’t understand. She was not stupid or foolish. She was even smart enough to think that she could ask Xia Weishuang the questions she couldn’t answer.

So she leaned her face forward slightly, with a straightforward curiosity in her eyes. “Does Shuangshuang think, that I am her?”

At this moment, Xia Weishuang finally knew why she had answered that she didn’t know before.

Xia Weishuang closed her eyes in pain and said, “I don’t know.”

Is the monster that was born on a dead body still the original person? Did the soul and the body separate at some point? The mind, the memory, and the body, which one defines the essence of a person?

If every aspect has changed, and every aspect is inextricably linked to the origin, should she regard her as the original existence, or a new life?

She is Sang Lu, and she is not Sang Lu.

That’s right. There is actually another question I want to ask her…

Suddenly, she cupped Xia Weishuang’s cheeks.

Xia Weishuang opened her eyes and looked at her blankly, at those deep purple eyes.

Looking at her own reflection in those eyes, suddenly, Xia Weishuang could not think.

Sang Lu’s eyes were shining with an eager light, with a chilling excitement. She said, “Shuangshuang likes Sang Lu, so I am, Sang Lu. Shuangshuang likes me, like me, only like me, like me the most, only belong to me, only look at me—Shuangshuang, is mine.”

At this moment, Xia Weishuang seemed to have been convinced by her logic, or perhaps she was moved by her passionate and frank emotions. She actually felt that perhaps she could do as she said, not to think too much, not to think, to be a silent fool, and to guard this lost and found love.

But after all, she was not a fool who could deceive herself. There was still a deep barrier between her and Sang Lu.

So Xia Weishuang could not give Sang Lu a definite answer. Sang Lu saw her hesitation, and suddenly, she gave Xia Weishuang a hope that could cross the barrier.

“I will do, what Shuangshuang likes, to do.”

“To become the only one, in Shuangshuang’s heart.”

“I will, change.”

“And then…”

Sang Lu opened her arms and embraced Xia Weishuang. The corners of her crimson lips rose, and in a place that Xia Weishuang could not see, she showed a strange smile.

“…clear away everything.”