Chapter 270 - The Zombie King’s Heartthrob Girlfriend (50)
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The Zombie Kingâs Heartthrob Girlfriend (50)
He picked up the scalpel and prepared to dissect her and take out her organs, when he heard a loud noise.
He quickly turned his head. Bai Weiwei, who was already unable to walk, had fallen off the operating table. She stretched out her hand, looking for something sharp.
Song Yunhuan moved so quickly he left a mirage where he stood.
He reached out to hold her, but she slapped his hand away.
Song Yunhuan reacted slowly. He looked at his hand. On the back was a deep scar.
Bai Weiwei held a scalpel in her hand.
She looked at him like she was looking at a stranger.
Her eyes were cold.
âYouâre not Song Yunhuan.â
The knife in her hand seemed to be digging into his heart.
Song Yunhuanâs hands were motionless in the air. He didnât know if he wanted to go over and hug her.
His face was blank, as if he didnât know what to look like.
Bai Weiwei leaned against the bed with her knife in hand, her fingers trembling particularly hard.
âYouâre just a monster.â
â...â
âSong Yunhuan isnât like you. Even if heâs a loner, he would never hurt anybody.â
â...â
âHeâs smart but doesnât flaunt it, he doesnât like to make friends, but for things that will help others, he will do his best.â
â...â
âHe feeds wild cats, donates, he likes just and kind anime characters...â
â...â
Bai Weiwei choked up and couldnât suppress her tears. âHeâs not like you.â
Song Yunhuan kept his posture, bent over and hand extended. Seeming to long for something, but afraid to get close.
She hated him.
He didnât expect that one day he would see hatred in Bai Weiweiâs eyes.
And it was because of him.
Bai Weiwei mumbled, âI like Song Yunhuan, not you. I want to make you human, because I like the you when you were human.â
Song Yunhuan felt his heart throb in pain.
He clearly had no heartbeat, so how could it hurt to this extent.
Bai Weiwei sneered, âYouâre as fierce as the devil. The zombie virus corrupted all the good things about humanity in you. Youâre no longer the man I secretly envied and admired.â
Song Yunhuan opened and closed his mouth several times. Finally, he whispered, âStop it.â
Bai Weiwei: âYou kill people, you eat people. You are not human.â
Song Yunhuanâs eyes were sad. He wanted to explain, but he didnât know how to say it.
In fact, he only killed people who tried to kill him.
He ate people...he didnât eat people. He controlled his appetite and only drank blood.
He wasnât...wasnât...
No, Bai Weiwei was right. He was a monster.
Faced with the fact that Bai Weiwei was dying, he found that he was a monster. He abandoned all his morality as a human being, and that all his kindness and good points didnât matter.
She was going to die, and he still insisted he was good.
The world was in chaos and he would never have anything good again.
All he had left was Bai Weiwei.
ãDing. The male leadâs favorability is at 93.ã
Song Yunhuan stopped hesitating. He grabbed the knife, pressed her against the operating table, and tied her up.
He touched her head and said helplessly, âDonât do this. Donât do this, Weiwei, youâll be okay soon.â
At last, Bai Weiwei couldnât bear it. âSong Yunhuan, come back.â
Song Yunhuan ignored her and turned away from the operating table, where she could not see.
His expression finally collapsed. A deep sadness appeared on his face.
He was crying, but unable to shed any tears.