Everyone's experience is an endless book, but sometimes the narrative style used in these books is broken in many places.

Joy turns to depression, prayer turns to curse, and the interval between them may be just a dividing line.

For Erin, the dividing line was a bit too short......

"Erin, ......"

The taste of the candy blooms on the tongue, and the unbranded candy seems to coincide with a place in the depths of memory that has never been forgotten.

It was her first arrival in the United States with her father, just before Resident Evil broke out.

Christmas songs floated all over the streets, and along with the first snow, cars speeding by the road were swinging and falling.

"Erin, ......"

She was only five or six years old, and she was fascinated by the colorful candy in the street window, until the majestic man standing next to her leaned down and called out in her ear a second time.

"The sweets are so beautiful. ”

Tongyin is immature, and the vocabulary used to describe objects is also single, so she should have a longing in her eyes at that time......

It's just that she is sensible and doesn't ask her father to buy candy for her.

That winter, her father, Guan Ning, was unemployed, and then in a big fight, her mother walked out of the house and got into a beautiful black car.

The car drove away, leaving only a pile of debts for the father and daughter.

Spending in advance is harmful, and Guan Ning should regret handing over all the finances of his family to the woman he once believed in.

It turned out that Thakin was wrong.

"Hah, Erin...... You wait for me here. Pulling out the pocket that had been confirmed to be empty, the face of this one-meter-seven-eight man was full of guilt and depression, but when he turned his face to Erin, it was replaced by a smiling face.

"Be good. His eyes were straight at Erin, and that firmness was like steel.

He was a man made of steel.

"Dad, where are you going?"

Young Erin tugged at the corner of Guan Ning's clothes, ah, he was wearing an old coat that day, this was his thickest garment, and it was also the most valuable thing on his body at the moment.

"Ha, Daddy went buy something, it's Christmas. Guan Ning said this, he smiled, as hearty as the afternoon sun.

"Will you ever come back?"

Inexplicably, Erin asked such a question, and there were tears in her eyes.

Girls are always precocious, especially those who have undergone great changes.

"I'll definitely be back, and it'll only take two or three minutes if it's going well. Guan Ning half-knelt in front of her daughter, so that the altitude difference between them was leveled, "Do you hear the Christmas Carol playing at the cake shop over there?"

The man, who had already been in tears, tried to calm his voice, and the snowflakes from the sky and the street hit his body and face.

He felt cold, as if the snowflakes had smashed into his bones and blood.

"I hear you. Erin listened, but her nose twitched.

Yes, the sound of "Christmas Carol" fills the street, and the smell of the song wafting from the cake shop can attract people's attention even more.

"When Christmas Carol finishes this time, we'll be standing in the cake shop and picking out the cake. There was an unspeakable power in the man's voice at the moment, and he said it slowly and forcefully.

He hugged Erin, straightened the scarf that looked like it was supposed to be his, stroked Erin's snowflake-strewn hair, and turned away.

He walked into the grocery store and couldn't see what was going on inside from Erin's point of view outside.

I don't know if it was three or two minutes later, before the cake shop's "Christmas Carol" had finished its cycle, the man she was waiting for came out of the grocery store.

Compared to the figure who had just entered the grocery store, he had more and less on him.

He had an extra bag in his hand, and the contents of the transparent plastic bag were immediately apparent.

It was some candy and a beanie hat crushed underneath it.

Sweets in colorful packages and fiery red hats are the only bright colors on this pale street.

"Irene!"

The man snorted softly, with a smile on his face, but it was a little funny because of his chattering teeth—the thing he was missing was the coat.

The wind and snow on the street seemed to take a special shine on the man, and within three seconds of stepping out of the store, his old sweater was covered with snow particles, the gray sweater with threads was the last thing the woman left him, and the poor quality of the handiwork made Guan Ning, who was beaten by the snow at the moment, look like a wolf bèi's bear.

But even the wolf-like man ran briskly to the girl who was waiting for him on the side of the street, and he picked her up.

"Hmm...... It's getting a little cold......"

This tone seems to be a complaint from an outsider's point of view.

The temperature of that embrace, Irene, will never forget for the rest of her life, and the tears that brewed when Guan Ning disappeared into the grocery store finally flowed out.

At that moment, no one could tell whether the snowflakes fluttering in the sky were cold or hot.

But the hat was lost one day after all......

At that time, the world had entered the end of the world for two years, and two and a half years had passed since the coldest winter.

"Erin, ......"

This time Guan Ning's voice was broken, and he was shot in the body.

In the last days, Guan Ning has been pulling Erin to survive until now with his strength and the ancestral 'Guan Family Knife Technique' (fragments), and he and several Chinese in the United States have formed a team of ten cars. Along the way, with the skills of Guan Ning and his teammates, they dared to break through even a town full of zombies.

The Iron Knife Guerrillas were one of the strongest convoys of survivors at the time.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, and while they were exploring a certain town, they encountered the umbrella of the biochemical troops.

The power of mortals alone could not stand against an army of such monsters.

Defeat was expected.

However, due to Guan Ning's bravery, he even killed several lickers and injured a 'tyrant' with his ancestral sword technique.

When a person is putting his life on the line for someone or something, no one can see the limits of what he can achieve.

It was the convoy that was defeated, and Guan Ning, who had been shot several times, still had the strength to flee with Erin in his arms.

With its back to the town where a violent explosion had taken place, it would be nothing more than ruins from today onwards.

The escape route was in the desert, and if Guan Ning wasn't injured and a little luck, he would have had a chance to escape.

It's just that he was seriously injured, and when he ran away with Erin, he relied on one breath to hold on, and if this breath dispersed the strength of his whole body, he would no longer be able to continue.

He ran three kilometers with Erin in his arms, bleeding all the way.

The qi has not dispersed, and the blood has dried up.

The moment he fell, he had a wry smile on his face.

His voice was broken because a shot had hit him in the lung.

He wanted to cough when he fell, but all he could make was a hoarse murmur.

"Erin, ......"

He struggled to get to his side because the thing he was holding in his arms was so fragile.

"Daddy!"

Erin was two years older, and her nourishment had not been left behind even in the last days, so her weight had shrunk the distance that Guan Ning could run.

Holding Guan Ning's body so that he would not lie in the sand, Erin was at a loss, her body and hands were covered with Guan Ning's blood.

The warm blood warmed the sun on this sandbar.

"Run......

Guan Ning pointed in the direction he had been traveling, and he knew that there should be another convoy in that direction.

As long as you run there, there is hope of survival.

So he ran as hard as he could.

Only now he can't run anymore.

The last bit of strength in his body has been consumed, and Guan Ning at this time is like a rag bag, and the items contained in the cloth bag - blood have been drained.

His mind was blurred, and perhaps the next moment he couldn't even see the faces of the people in front of him.

"Run!"

Out of nowhere, the 'rag bag' pushed Erin away, causing her to fall on her back on the sand.

He didn't move a bit.

So Erin began to run, as fast as she had never done before, and never again.

"Bah...... Creak...... Babble......"

The muffled whimper was contained in her throat, and Erin's brain went blank as she ran.

Sweat and tears slid down that little face.

Then, I don't know how long it took, the yellow sand in front of her eyes suddenly disappeared, as if the blank space in her brain was projected into reality.

She had fainted in the desert, the yellow sand spreading over her sweaty body, and if nothing else, there would have been a dry skeleton in a little more time.

But accidents are stored in all corners.

When she woke up, she was already in the real room of the umbrella, and her body was full of tubes.

The real yàn personnel on the side did not shy away from talking about the situation of the real yàn body at her bedside, and from their mouths, she learned that she and Guan Ning had been injected with the T virus and were about to become biochemical weapons.

I don't know if it was the tragic fate of her body or the words that seemed to talk about animals in the mouths of the real yàn personnel irritated the girl, and she screamed loudly and frantically as she was tied to the bed.

"Ah......h

On that day, the Umbrella Division's notes were left in Issaac's handwriting:

"The unexpected gain brought me one step closer to the truth. ”

For the next three years, Erin spent the next three years in a special cage, day after day, from the initial madness to the later silence, Erin looked at the murderers coldly.

It's just that she can't kill another person, and when she wants to use her to make a real yàn, anesthetic gas will be injected into the cage beforehand.

Those terrible realities left hideous marks on her body, and although Irene was in a coma after the incident, the wound still hurt after the test.

The girl in the glass cage licked her wounds and swallowed the blood from the wounds.

Because of these realities, her body has not grown any longer, and only the heart and the ability brought by these pains have grown.

She had sworn that if she was given the opportunity, she would make these people pay for their blood.

It's just that the opportunity never came.

Until the arrival of that woman......

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The brightest star in the sky was almost at the edge of the sky, and only the last candy was left in his hand.

"This base is no longer usable...... What a shame......"

One of the Alice clones who was in charge of carrying the supplies carried the last truckload of supplies, gasping slightly from the driver's seat.

"Is it all arranged?"

In the passenger seat sat Erin, dressed in a princess dress, holding the last candy in one hand and what looked like a Walkman in the other.

"Of course. ”

Alice cried her foot on the accelerator as the paralytic-equipped military jeep sped through the sand.

"Drop!"

Erin pressed the play button on the Walkman and tossed the candy in her mouth at the same time.

“dashing－through－the－snow－in－a－one－horse－open－sleigh－over－the－fields－we－go……”

The melody of "Christmas Carol" sounded, as it had been years ago, and the sparks that bloomed from the underground base they had left behind were fireworks that had been missed years ago.

The loud explosion seemed to be restrained by something, and it didn't drown out the soft music playing in the carriage.

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