(Part 1)
Yun Xiangning was momentarily stunned.
For the sake of her daughter, she had been cautious, cold, and selfish, watching indifferently as corpses killed players.
On the contrary, Ning Su, for the sake of his daughter, acted in the opposite manner. Despite being someone who usually avoided meddling in others' affairs, he took the initiative to save people.
Yun Xiangning turned to see two children leaning against a bed, looking at them with innocent and bright eyes, capturing every move in their hearts.
If her daughter looked at her that way on that night, observing her selfish act of prioritizing her own life over others' survival, what would happen?
Before Yun Xiangning could say anything to Ning Su, he had already left.
Taking the two children with him.
No ghosts came their way.
Other than him, three players experienced death without any lingering regrets, without losing their favorites, and without harboring intense resentment.
It's hard to say whether it's heartless or lucky.
Ning Su returned to Ling Xiao's side, gazing at his emotionless profile in silence for a while before letting out a sigh.
Ling Xiao turned to him. "Why the sigh?"
Ning Su: "You have no heart."
Ling Xiao: "..."
Ling Xiao: "Indeed, my heart is inside you."
Ning Su: "..."
He covered his chest. "You say you have no heart, yet you still threaten people."
Ling Xiao: "..."
The silent expression on Ling Xiao's face, which resembled that of a statue, appeared to be on the brink of collapse.
He looked again at the people and ghosts filling the entire cabin. There was no emotion in his gaze, yet emotions lingered within him.
At this moment, he felt a strong desire to say something to the person beside him, yet he was unsure of what to say.
It is related to life and death, to the connection between humans and ghosts, to emotional fluctuations, and to drifting and attachments.
He still didn't know what it was.
In the heart-wrenching cries, he placed his hand on Ning Su's hand.
The hand that Ning Su covered over his heart.
His fingers were slender, slightly bent, and the palm felt warm with a hint of dryness.
Ning Su felt the sudden thumping of the two hearts under his hand, unsure which heart was driving the powerful beats.
A very strong pulsation, propelling the surge of blood, transmitted through his hand.
Ning Su looked up at Ling Xiao in a daze.
It was a gaze Ling Xiao was very familiar with, a vision that often appeared in his mind.
Countless people kneeling before him, conveying countless wishes, yet none dared to meet his gaze.
Through the years, they knelt with bowed heads, yet no one truly tried to look at him.
Except for one young man, kneeling in the crowd, sitting upright with peach blossom eyes devoutly focused on him, exuding sincerity and fondness that even a god would be moved by.
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Salted Fish Zombie
Romance{This story and translation is not mine, for offline purposes only. All credits go to author and translator } Title: 咸鱼小丧尸 OG Author: 芷衣 Translator: Wyrd Translation Chapters: 187 Status: Ongoing Ning Su's hair is soft, his skin is pale, his expre...
