monster girlfriend

When the question was asked, Xia Weishuang only wanted to get the answer.

Is it too anxious to ask, should I be more slow, should I be more tactful - Xia Weishuang has also considered these questions, but they are no match for her eagerness to get answers.

At that time, Sang Lu was sitting by the window and opened the curtains. When she was by her side, it seemed that she didn't need to worry about the danger from zombies, because she herself was the greatest source of danger.

The bright sunshine sprinkled on her body through the glass, full of joy and brilliant warmth, she turned her head slightly when she heard Xia Weishuang's words, and there was an unchanging smile on her fair and beautiful face.

Sang Lu held Xia Weishuang's hand instead, grasped the prey that was actively sent into her palm, and said, "I don't know, I know."

"What do you mean by not knowing?" Xia Weishuang asked anxiously, "Did you not remember?"

Sang Lu shook her head slowly: "Remember some."

Xia Weishuang couldn't help leaning her body towards her, as if talking to a snowflake cautiously, lest the snowflake would be melted by the temperature when she approached: "Tell me everything, what you remember Tell me everything, okay?"

"Okay." Sang Lu agreed.

She said that she didn't know if she was Sanglu, and she couldn't explain why it became like this. The mystery of the past seemed to be forever covered with a lingering thick fog, which made people unpredictable and unclear.

Sang Lu tilted her face slightly, her sharp teeth pressed against her lips, and her eyes suddenly became long and distant. She seemed to be lost in memories, but with a bit of indescribable cunning, but Xia Weishuang, who was determined to get the answer, did not notice this. point.

"I remember that the sea water was warm at the beginning, and it got colder and colder as it went down..."

When Sang Lu spoke, she was slow, not in a hurry, and her sentences were very fragmented. Usually, she seldom spoke, and it didn't seem to have a big impact, but when she told a story, the difficulty began to increase.

As the words spoken increased, she seemed to be tired, and her voice became softer and more fragmented.

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

Following Sang Lu's intermittent narration, Xia Weishuang outlined a cold picture in front of her eyes.

The woman in the red dress fell into the boundless sea, her whole body was soaked in the salty sea water, and her long hair danced gently like thick seaweed.She fell deeper and deeper, away from the sparkling light of the sea, in the dark, in the deep sea, struggling painfully——met a seed.

It dissolves in the flesh and blood, enters the heart, and the eardrum beats the sound of the surging water, as if life is flowing continuously.

She finally returned to eternal sleep, all the light in front of her eyes was extinguished, and she became a prisoner of darkness.

At the last moment, she thought, what a pity, I couldn't catch up with Ah Shuang's birthday.

The cold body is at the same temperature as the bottom of the sea, swimming fish and shrimps are eating her flesh and blood, the bright red dress has been ground by coarse sand and broken shells, and the dead woman drifts with the tide, not knowing where she is going.

Time passed when he couldn't perceive it, but a new vitality slowly emerged in that body.

The strands of purple-red veins formed a huge cocoon, enveloping the remnants of death, one day, two days, three days...

Countless days and nights have passed, and the vitality from weak to strong has burst out with amazing vitality. The vigorous heartbeat and pulse seem to coordinate with the frequency of the bottom of the sea, blending with the regular tide and the roving fish.

Finally, the cocoon was broken from the inside out. The woman with pale skin slowly opened her deep purple eyes. She turned her head sideways and looked in one direction on the dark seabed. The sea sent back to the surface.

When she bathed in the first ray of morning light of her new life, she uttered two words in a daze: "Shuang...Shuang..."

……

Xia Weishuang curled up, snuggling tightly into Sanglu's arms, she bit her hand tightly and with incomparable strength.

She was like a helpless cub, vulnerable and restless, with no ability to fight back.

She was crying silently, for Sanglu.

Sang Lu gently pulled out her hand, with a deep tooth mark on it, she stroked it slowly with her hand, and then touched Xia Weishuang's hair.

Seeing that Xia Weishuang was still suffering in her heart, she held up her hand and licked lightly on the teeth marks.

Xia Weishuang retracted her hand, and Sang Lu asked: "Why, crying? Are you unhappy when I come back?"

She didn't understand, she seemed to be unable to understand some things all the time, Xia Weishuang raised her hand and pinched the base of her nose tightly, she looked up, trying not to cry, she tried her best to smile, and said: "I don't know."

The ignorant Sang Lu didn't remember all the process three years ago, she only knew that she was transformed in death and became what she is now.

Xia Weishuang asked her, what are the seeds?

Sang Lu was a little confused, she didn't know.

The picture before death is like an ink painting smudged by sea water, blurred and transformed, full of distorted light and shadow, like a devil dancing.In the hellish, cold and silent seabed, only Xia Weishuang in memory is so clear.

She is the only temperature, her food, and her lust for life.

Everything was blurred like broken glass washed by sea water. She couldn't give an absolute answer, and couldn't find an exact definition.

But Sang Lu just didn't understand, she was not stupid, she even thought cleverly that if she couldn't find the answer, she could ask Xia Weishuang.

So she leaned her face forward slightly, with straightforward curiosity in her eyes: "Shuangshuang thinks, do I am her?"

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

Xia Weishuang closed her eyes in pain and said, "I don't know."

Is the monster reborn on the dead body still the same person?Are the soul and the body separated at a certain moment, and which one defines the essence of human beings, thinking, memory and body?

If either side has changed, and which side is inextricably linked to the source, should she regard her as the original existence, or a brand new life?

She is Sanglu, but not Sanglu.

By the way, there is actually another question I want to ask her...

Suddenly, she cupped Xia Weishuang's cheek.

Xia Weishuang opened her eyes, staring at her in a daze, staring at those deep purple eyes.

Seeing herself reflected in those eyes, Xia Weishuang suddenly couldn't think.

Sang Lu's eyes flashed eagerly, and she said with a kind of creepy excitement: "Shuangshuang likes Sanglu, I am, Sanglu, Shuangshuang likes me, like me, just like me, like me most , only belongs to me, only looks at me—Shuangshuang, it’s mine.”

At this moment, Xia Weishuang seemed to be convinced by her logic, and also seemed to be moved by her warm and honest emotions.She actually felt that maybe she could follow what she said, don't think too much, don't think, and be a silent fool, guarding this lost and regained love.

But after all, she is not a fool who can deceive herself and others. There is still a deep gap between her and Sang Lu.

So Xia Weishuang couldn't give Sang Lu an affirmative answer. Sang Lu saw her hesitation, and suddenly gave Xia Weishuang a hope that she could overcome the barrier.

"I will do things that Shuangshuang likes."

"Become Shuangshuang, the only one in my heart."

"I will, change."

"Then……"

Sang Lu opened her arms and hugged Xia Weishuang into her arms. The corners of her bright red lips were turned up, showing a treacherous smile where Xia Weishuang couldn't see.

"...clear all."