Undead

Chapter 48

Zhou Rong's motto had always been to speak frankly with people and tell lies to ghosts. But now, he struggled for a few seconds and finally said, "I don't remember much."

"Huh?" Si Nan was stunned. "But didn't you say he deceived your feelings?"

Zhou Rong said earnestly, "But now I have you, so I've found my emotional anchor. I don't want to think about the past anymore. Let all the recklessness of my youth be forgotten. Now..."

"Why are you so fickle?" Si Nan said, displeased.

Zhou Rong was stuck with the words "fickle" and had an expression as if he had swallowed four eggs made of stone. After a while, he said in a resigned tone, "Please, Little Comrade, the organization is asking for a little understanding. It's been eleven years! I don't even remember what he looks like!"

Si Nan said, "..."

"And besides, it only lasted for a few days back then. He deceived my feelings and dumped me in the end. It's a shameful past. Let's turn this memory into ashes and let it disappear with the wind..."

Si Nan said, "Disappearing... with... the... wind."

From Zhou Rong's perspective, Si Nan's eyes took on a sinister look, with a chilling, knife-like sharpness at the end. He immediately shuddered as if he had figured something out.

"Are you really promising to let it disappear with the wind?" Si Nan asked.

Zhou Rong solemnly declared, "I swear in the name of my parents..."

"Are your parents still alive?"

Zhou Rong, helpless, raised his hand and said, "I grew up in a welfare institution sponsored by the state, so I swear in the name of the director."

Si Nan, grinding his teeth, said, "If you swear in the name of the people's government, I'll believe you."

With no other choice, Zhou Rong raised his right hand and said, "I swear in the name of the people's government that I have truly..."

He closed his eyes in agony, and after ten seconds of complete silence, he sighed, "No, I'll be honest. Sometimes, I do think about it... Just think! After all, it was quite painful!"

Si Nan seemed somewhat satisfied. He lay back, looking thoughtful with a furrowed brow.

Thinking that he had finally passed the test that every man must go through, Zhou Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, the breath didn't even have time to return. Si Nan seemed to suddenly figure something out, and he asked as if lost in thought:

"So, are you straddling two boats now?"

Zhou Rong was stunned for a moment, and inside, he felt like he was being trampled on by a herd of wild horses.

"Ah!" He suddenly shouted, looking straight ahead. "There's a zombie!"

Si Nan said, "..."

"I'll take care of the zombie and be right back!" Zhou Rong rushed out of the room as if shot from a bow.

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Clearly, there were no zombies around. In the deep mountains and forests, there were no people, and it was the coldest winter of the year. Even the moisture inside the zombies had frozen, making it difficult for them to move on the mountain at this latitude.

Zhou Rong squatted in front of the stove and prepared some food. The hot air steamed the glass window, making it misty. He wiped it off casually, and when he looked out of the dirty window, he realized that snow had fallen at some point. Fluffy snowflakes fell gently, and the faint light from the distant river in the valley glimmered. The world was serene and still.