What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

"Xiao Shuang, Xiao Shuang!"

Li Shuang stood on the high wall, looking down at the girl who was desperately waving at her from the bottom of the wall. She pondered for a moment before jumping down from the high wall and landing steadily on the ground without any injury.

"What do you want from me?" she said emotionlessly.

Meng Hailun took her arm and smiled happily: "We are old acquaintances, right? Haven't you thought of me after not seeing each other for so long? Besides, most of the people are dead now. Maybe you and I are the only ones alive among the same alumni."

Li Shuang was held by her arm and walked in silence, while Meng Hailun chattered incessantly, praising the strength of Yimeng City crazily on the way.

"This clinic is really great. You don't know how many people broke their arms and legs when we were escaping. In the end, they were abandoned by the main force because they were unable to move. Some even chose to sacrifice themselves... Hey, if any of us had this doctor's special ability, maybe there wouldn't be so few people alive now."

"There are tea shops, arcades, and coffee shops in this city. Staying here is like the apocalypse has never happened. It gives people an endless sense of security. Shuangshuang, what is your ability? I attack people with sound waves, and my power becomes stronger when I sing. Oh, and I have registered my ability and level."

"I know that every person with special abilities who enters the city must register." Li Shuang said, "Why do you feel that all the alumni from the same class are dead?"

Meng Hailun was startled, and then a little helpless: "In fact, before I met you, I thought everyone I knew was dead. After all, in this world today, death is the most common thing."

Li Shuang said: "Yes, Xuan Ya is dead."

Meng Hailun was startled again: "Have you seen Xuan Ya?"

"I've seen her... when she was a weird zombie." Li Shuang said, "Unfortunately her level was not high, she was just a white zombie, and I didn't have a chance to say hello to her."

"I thought Xuan Ya would be protected." Meng Hailun said, "But in this world, if your level is not high enough, it will be difficult even if someone protects you."

"You and Xuan Ya will still be in touch after you go abroad, right?" Li Shuang asked.

Meng Hailun nodded: "Of course, in the same city, different schools, we often meet up for afternoon tea, go shopping, and sometimes talk about academic topics or something."

Li Shuang felt mixed emotions after hearing this. She asked in a low voice: "Have you ever thought about... the wrong things you have done in the past?"

The smile on Meng Hailun's lips faded a little, and he was silent for a few seconds, then said, "It's all over."

It's in the past.

But just because something has passed doesn’t mean it’s really over. People’s hearts haven’t really moved on.

You are reluctant to look back on the past, and you are reluctant to admit your mistakes, because doing so will make you feel ashamed, guilty, and even painful. But past actions can never be truly erased, are you trying to escape?

No, maybe years have passed and you have become numb to your behavior at that time, or even thought it was just a "mistake" of adolescence, or you choose to be numb, so you don't have to face the heavy moral pressure.

Perhaps you have also made some self-rationalization deep in your heart, thinking that everyone is bullying her, and Xuan Ya is the driving force behind it. You can share the responsibility with the group instead of bearing it alone.

However, no matter how hard you try to deny or escape, the guilt will still linger in your subconscious mind. When you see the girl you hurt, what choice will you make and what expression will you show?

"It's all over... Yes, so many years have passed." Li Shuang said softly, and then asked Meng Hailun, "But after so many years, have you ever... regretted it?"

Meng Hailun was still smiling, but his eyebrows began to rise: "Xiao Shuang, if I ask you if you have regretted it, how will you answer me? No matter what, what happened that year has already happened."

Li Shuang said: "Yeah, so I regret it."

Meng Hailun said: "Regret is useless. You can't make any useful compensation by regretting."

Now, the smile on her face completely disappeared, and her dark eyes stared at Li Shuang.

"Xiao Shuang, don't mention the past anymore. If you really regret it, have you done anything to make it up to her during those years abroad? If you blame yourself, feel guilty, and regret it day and night, have you personally gone to her house to beg for her forgiveness?"

"If you didn't do these things and just regretted it in your heart, what's the point? There are only so many people alive now. If you are really lucky and meet her, you might as well kneel down in front of her and beg for forgiveness later."

Li Shuang's face turned pale and blue due to her retort and she was almost unable to refute.

As Meng Hailun spoke, his originally fierce expression softened.

"Xiao Shuang, we rarely meet, so let's not bring up these uncomfortable topics. Who hasn't made mistakes in life? I swear, everyone you meet has made some mistakes before, big or small, who can tell?"

Li Shuang suddenly pulled her arm away and said angrily, "Then don't you feel any guilt at all?"

"Guilt? I feel guilty, I feel especially guilty." Meng Hailun sighed, "When I was young, I was too ignorant and thought that bullying others could reflect my own value. Later, I was sent abroad to study, and my mind matured. Only then did I realize what I had done."

Li Shuang looked at her steadily.

Meng Hailun said: "Xiao Shuang, don't look at me like that. I think if we appear in front of her, it will be a secondary harm to her. If she is still alive now, has her own life, and has sealed the past in her memory, why should we disturb her life?"

Li Shuang didn't say anything, and looked away. Meng Hailun took her hand again affectionately: "Xiao Shuang, to be honest, I didn't mean to make you unhappy by talking like this. I'll buy you a cup of milk tea, and let's talk about what happened in these years, okay?"

She pulled Li Shuang towards the milk tea shop, her tone much lighter.

On the black wall, Fu Ying lowered her eyes and looked at the two people queuing, her fingertips already embedded in the black wall.

"I noticed that you like to pay attention to others recently." Song Shu appeared behind her silently, his words full of teasing, "Are you attracted by the beauty of other women?"

"You still have the mood to tease me." Fu Ying said as she turned around, holding Song Shu's shoulders, staring at her calm and gentle face, feeling sour in her heart, "Stupid, I feel sorry for you."

Song Shu: "Hmm?"

Fu Ying curled her lips coldly: "Li Shuang's brain is not enough for her to understand the language art of that woman. She can't even control the dominant position of the words."

She firmly grasped the initiative of the conversation, shifted the focus, cleverly downplayed her own responsibility, put Li Shuang in a moral dilemma, and asked whether her regret was sincere - she put herself in the position of "judge" to question Li Shuang's moral motives.

Afterwards, he attempted to generalize the mistakes, making Li Shuang feel that anyone could make mistakes, thereby lowering the moral standards for her and achieving the effect of self-exculpation.

Although Li Shuang still directly asked the question of whether she felt guilty, she also frankly admitted that she felt guilty, but this guilt was carefully packaged. She attributed her behavior when she was young to "youthful ignorance" and downplayed past mistakes as "the price of growing up."

Not only that, he further weakened Li Shuang's accusations, and under the guise of considering the victim, he proposed the concept of "secondary harm", rationalized his own behavior of not making amends or facing the problem, and beautified this evasive behavior as a "good deed."

"This is a very smart woman," Fu Ying said softly, "at least she is eloquent. No wonder her supernatural power is related to sound."

Song Shu was silent for a few seconds, then smiled bitterly and said, "She sings very well."