Chapter 73 p2
When Sang Lu came back with Xia Weishuang, she found a few zombie corpses around the hotel.
She glanced at them, then took Xia Weishuang back to the room. She had also heard the gunshot just now, but Xia Weishuang was by her side, so she was not concerned.
Unfortunately, Xia Weishuang was not very interested in the other food she had brought back this time.
Sang Lu placed them one by one in front of Xia Weishuang. Xia Weishuang ignored them.
Sang Lu looked at the last few pieces of candy, which were sorghum candy and nougat. She peeled them, put them in her palm, and brought them to Xia Weishuang’s lips.
But.
She still looked extremely cold.
Xia Weishuang’s eyes met hers.
Dark, silent, like an ancient well that had been stagnant for countless years, without a ripple.
She saw her own reflection in them, and besides that, there was a void.
No, no, it shouldn’t be like this. Sang Lu raised her hand and put the candy in her own mouth.
A faint sweet taste filled her mouth. It was not spoiled, it had not changed. It was still the taste that Xia Weishuang should have liked.
Confusion destroyed Sang Lu’s confidence of being in control of everything. She began to doubt herself, to doubt everything. The face that had always been smiling mysteriously could no longer smile. She was bewildered and afraid.
Sang Lu tilted her face up, her hair falling back. She closed her long and charming eyes as if she were thinking about something, and frowned. At this moment, she looked a little pure, the kind of purity that was immersed in something and was not disturbed by external things.
But after she opened her eyes, all the illusions were shattered. No matter how hard she tried, she could not hide the greedy desire in her eyes.
She could only try her best to cover it up, to hide it, to try to use a gentle illusion to disguise herself again, to win Xia Weishuang’s trust and love.
And at this moment, the successive blows made it difficult for Sang Lu to cover it up anymore. The suppressed desire erupted for a moment. She directly pounced on her, pressed Xia Weishuang against the headboard, held the back of her head, and kissed her.
It must be because I’ve been feeding her directly recently, and I haven’t let her taste the deliciousness of the food, so… Sang Lu pushed the sweet candy into Xia Weishuang’s mouth with the tip of her tongue. She thought that this way, the sweetness would fill the two of them again.
Sang Lu kissed her greedily and passionately, and also tried to make her respond.
Xia Weishuang did have some movement, but it was not to cater to her, but to resist.
At that moment, a violent desire arose in Sang Lu’s heart. She wanted to hurt her. If pain could bring a response, it meant that Xia Weishuang’s spirit had not completely collapsed, and she still had a chance to save her.
But the truth was, there was indeed a trace of emotional fluctuation in Xia Weishuang’s eyes—disgust.
In an instant, Sang Lu thought that she had returned to the cold bottom of the sea. The joy of getting a response only lasted for a moment before it was drowned by a surging pain. She realized that she would not be satisfied with just getting a response. At the same time, she was afraid of this negative emotion.
Sang Lu let go of Xia Weishuang and slowly retreated. She raised her hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of Xia Weishuang’s lips, but Xia Weishuang suddenly bent over and avoided her.
Xia Weishuang was lying on the side of the bed, vomiting. She had vomited all the candy that had been pushed into her mouth just now.
She couldn’t control her body’s reaction and looked very miserable. But it also made Sang Lu suddenly wake up.
This was probably the most helpless and weakest moment she had had since their reunion.
Sang Lu brought a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it, and wanted to feed Xia Weishuang.
Perhaps she really didn’t want to be kissed by her again—a kiss that went beyond the scope of feeding and had an emotional meaning—Xia Weishuang actually shrank back for the first time. She resisted her approach.
The mouthful of water was held in her mouth, neither to be swallowed nor to be fed. Sang Lu held out her hand, holding the bottle, and showed a pitiful look of being rejected. It was just that her expression was blank, and she didn’t look much different from Xia Weishuang.
It was just that one looked cold, and the other was more dazed.
Sang Lu slowly lowered her head, put the mineral water on the bedside table, and looked as listless as the little white flower on Mi Lele’s head.
Her intuition told her that Xia Weishuang did not want to see her now. Her heart was in turmoil. Sang Lu was in great pain and, with great reluctance, she walked out of the bedroom, left the door ajar, and sat down against the door.
What should I do? To regain Shuangshuang’s love?
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Xia Weishuang began to take the initiative to drink water and eat, not much, it could be said that the amount was very small. In addition, her previous emotional fluctuations, this showed that she had not yet completely closed her heart.
But she took the initiative to drink water and eat to avoid Sang Lu’s intimacy, which was both sad and happy. For the first time, Sang Lu could understand this contradictory emotion that was intertwined at the same time.
However, not long after she was happy, Sang Lu began to feel a sense of sorrow.
She didn’t know if it was because her will had been worn down and her body was also faithfully reflecting it. Even though Xia Weishuang had begun to (reluctantly) eat on her own initiative, she was still getting weaker day by day.
Like a flower carefully tended by a bonsai killer, no matter how much effort she put in, the flower was still getting more and more haggard.
Sang Lu would absolutely not allow the worst to happen. She found clean and beautiful clothes for her, caught one after another furry dolls, found a phone with electricity and played music, and exquisite jewelry.
She decorated her lover with gold and gems, hoping that the brilliant light on them would also light up Xia Weishuang’s eyes.
There was no way.
Sang Lu tasted the taste of despair. She would slowly, taste all of Xia Weishuang’s past pain.
This greedy, domineering, and sinister and terrifying monster was forced to make a concession by a human who was so fragile that she could die at any time.
Although it was only a little, after all, she was very petty.
Sang Lu did not admit that she was very petty. She silently came to the outside of the room and observed with a cold eye. Mi Lele was taking out two bags of instant noodles and some other food from the next room, preparing to take them back to her room for dinner.
During the day, Wei Yunlang had picked up the dead branches from the hotel’s small garden, and had also picked up a large iron basin, and had used these dead branches to boil hot water. They had found stainless steel tableware from the kitchen department, which they could use to make instant noodles with hot water.
Mi Lele and Wei Yunlang had monopolized the food that the believers of the Church of Light had worked so hard to save. They were not guilty at all. After all, Mi Lele was the Holy Maiden, and she had the incarnation of God on her head. For her to be willing to eat the believers’ things, the believers should be flattered.
And on the opposite side, Sang Lu had not participated in the division of food. She did not care how much food there was, only if there was any new and strange food that could make Xia Weishuang have more of an appetite.
Mi Lele had gained a little weight recently, and her little face was chubby. It was just that she didn’t smile often and sighed all day.
She wanted to personally confirm Xia Weishuang’s situation, but Sang Lu was always guarding her sister, which made it so that she didn’t even have a chance to sneak in and take a look.
Therefore, when she was blocked by Sang Lu in the corridor, she was stunned.
She subconsciously held up the instant noodles in her hand and obediently offered them up.
Unfortunately, the big demon king was not interested in the instant noodles, but in her. The big demon king directly reached out and picked up the little radish and brought her into the luxurious presidential suite with a hole in the door.
With a bang, the sound of the door closing came from the opposite side.
In the suite opposite, Wei Yunlang was washing wild vegetables (to supplement the little radish’s vitamins). He was afraid that the child’s throat was thin and she would not be able to swallow the old ones, so he carefully separated the old leaves and the tender leaves into two portions.
At this time, hearing the strange sound, Wei Yunlang immediately put down the vegetable leaves and rushed out of the door.
The corridor was empty. There was no Mi Lele, only two bags of instant noodles and a ham sausage that had fallen on the ground.
“Lele!”
“Don’t worry, I’m fine!”
Mi Lele’s voice came from the room where Sang Lu and Xia Weishuang were living. Wei Yunlang held the doorknob and frowned, but did not rush in rashly.
He could only go in if something was wrong inside. Otherwise, he might become the trigger for Mi Lele’s danger.
Inside the door, in the second bedroom, Sang Lu was holding Mi Lele and had come to the side of the sleeping Xia Weishuang.
Mi Lele was held by her clothes and suspended in the air. Sang Lu reached out and opened Xia Weishuang’s lips. “Cry!”
She wanted to supplement Xia Weishuang’s nutrition. Although she didn’t know if it was useful, she couldn’t watch Xia Weishuang continue to weaken.
Mi Lele saw the quietly sleeping Xia Weishuang, saw her lifeless appearance and thin cheeks, and felt sad. But as soon as Sang Lu spoke, that sadness immediately withered.
She stared with wide eyes, unable to cry, and began to build up her emotions.
Sang Lu looked at her, and pettily lifted her a little higher, then opened Xia Weishuang’s mouth a little wider.
This action woke up the sleep-disordered Xia Weishuang. She frowned, opened her eyes gently, and after her blurry vision became clear, she saw Mi Lele above her.
She’s awake! Sister is awake!
In a moment of excitement, Mi Lele cried out “wah.” But who knew that as soon as she cried, the little white flower on her head suddenly stood up.
A soft and warm white light spread out. Sang Lu’s hand loosened, and Mi Lele fell onto Xia Weishuang with a thud.
Xia Weishuang suddenly woke up, her tongue wriggling, and she said weakly, “Le, le…”
“Sister!”
The little white flower stood up and then bent down. Mi Lele didn’t have time to cry and quickly called her. In her excitement, she started to hiccup. “You’re awake! That’s great! You’re okay!”
Sang Lu came back to her senses and reached out to grab Mi Lele.
Sour, her chest was full of sourness. Since she had woken up, Xia Weishuang had not said a word to her. The first two words she had spoken were the little radish’s name.
Jealousy was an excellent food, causing the swarm of ants in her heart to run rampant, constantly biting the tender flesh of her heart, day and night, never stopping.
Who knew that as soon as Sang Lu grabbed Mi Lele’s clothes, Xia Weishuang reached out and hugged the child. For the first time, she took the initiative to speak to Sang Lu, and it was for someone else.
“What do you want… to do?”
Her eyes were filled with a mixture of surprise and anger, as if she had already seen the scene of Sang Lu tearing Mi Lele apart.
Xia Weishuang had no strength. She slowly tightened her arms, as if she were afraid that Sang Lu would hurt Little Lele.
Sang Lu’s fingers slipped from Mi Lele’s clothes. “I won’t kill her.”
Xia Weishuang pursed her lips, her eyes a little cloudy, as if she had fallen into some kind of paranoid and desperate mood.
“I’m not lying to you.”
But when she said this, Sang Lu also felt very powerless. She recalled the matter of deceiving Xia Weishuang. When Xia Weishuang couldn’t keep her promise, she had chosen to make her own decisions and not believe her. Would Xia Weishuang continue to believe her after she had lied?
But, this was not just a matter of whether to believe her or not. Xia Weishuang was still trying to hold Mi Lele tightly, trying to protect her with her weak body.
She seemed to have not heard Sang Lu’s words at all. She gritted her teeth and bit her lower lip until it bled.
She didn’t know where she was looking, but it was definitely not at Sang Lu. Sang Lu was instantly brought back to the moment when she was kneeling on her, smiling and spitting blood.
Who is she looking at? Who is she looking at? Who is she looking at?!
Sang Lu stood stiffly by the bed, not daring to move, for fear that if she touched Mi Lele again, Xia Weishuang would not be able to see her at all.
“Sister.”
She was being held too tightly. Mi Lele came back to her senses and realized that something was wrong. She stopped her crying and called out to Xia Weishuang in a low voice.
“Sister, what’s wrong with you? Do you still remember me?”
Xia Weishuang did not answer and took a deep breath slowly.
Mi Lele grabbed Xia Weishuang’s hand with her small, wet hand, which was stained with tears, and tightly, then twisted her body, trying to make her loosen her grip.
But in fact, Xia Weishuang had no strength at all. Mi Lele broke free with a single struggle.
“Sister, I’m fine. Don’t be afraid.”
Mi Lele was very clever. She realized that Xia Weishuang’s current state was very likely related to her, so she rubbed her wet face against Xia Weishuang’s and said, “Sister, I’m fine. It’s very safe here. The big demon king… Sister Sang Lu didn’t hit me. She didn’t bully me, really!”
In fact, she had bullied her a lot, but for the sake of Sister Shuangshuang, Mi Lele decided to endure it for now and complain later.
Fearing that Xia Weishuang would not believe her, Mi Lele grabbed her sister’s hand and made her touch her small arm. “Look, I’ve even gained weight recently!”
The soft arm meat felt very good. When Wei Yunlang said she had gained weight, she had never admitted it. She just felt that adults were really annoying. Little children also loved beauty, okay!
But now, she was willing to admit that she had gained weight. As long as her sister was well, she was willing to become a little fatty!
“Sister, woo woo…” Mi Lele pouted, held Xia Weishuang’s hand, and shook it. “Don’t scare me. Wake up quickly. Sister, you said you would always take care of me…”
“Really?” Xia Weishuang’s eyes gradually became clear, and she asked in a voice as thin as a thread.
“Really!” Mi Lele’s tears fell, and she said loudly, “It’s more real than real gold!”
“Okay, get off me first.” Xia Weishuang raised her hand to wipe her tears. Her lips were pale, and her expression was indifferent. “You’ve broken my ribs.”
Mi Lele: “…”
Sang Lu: “…!”
