Jing Yuan found some fever-reducing medicine and fed Tang Xue with water.

He stayed by the bedside, taking care of her as he had been on the night of their first meeting.

She did not have a fever throughout the day, and her body temperature remained above 39 degrees.

In order to supply air conditioning, the generator drove all day, and when the gas ran out, Jingwon went to the power distribution room to refuel the generator.

During this period, Tang Xue woke up two or three times, and Jing Yuan took advantage of these times to feed her some porridge, but one day she drank a bowl of porridge.

One day, two days, three days.

It was sunny for three days in a row, but Kyungwon didn't go out for three days.

Tang Xue's body temperature showed no sign of dropping, she couldn't even change her clothes and get out of bed in the past few days, it was Jingyuan who helped her.

Jing Yuan has hardly slept these days, he opens canned food to eat when he is hungry, the generator is always running, a generator can only work for twenty-four hours at most, he has several, one can't hold on, so he changes one, and the air conditioner has not stopped for a moment.

On the evening of the third day, Tang Xue woke up in a daze, and her voice was weak: "Mr. Jingyuan. Are you by my side? ”

"Well, I'm here." Kyungwon wrung out a wet towel and wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Drink some water." ”

He supported Tang Xue's back, fed her a cup of hot water, and took out the porridge in the insulated lid and fed her to eat.

But after two or three bites, she began to retch and cough.

"Today. It's the first few days."

"Don't think too much, rest well, eat some more porridge, eat more, and replenish your nutrition."

"Thank you, but I can't eat now, can you talk to me for a while?"

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

"Today. It's been the fourteenth day of our acquaintance."

"You're burning, when we met on the fourteenth day, you didn't have a fever." This is already the seventeenth day that Tang Xue came to the villa, counting the three days spent in the city center, they have been together for twenty days, and two-thirds of the months have passed.

It only takes fourteen days for a person to adapt to a completely unfamiliar environment, and he has long been accustomed to Tang Xue's chattering in his ear.

"Really. It's been fourteen days." Tang Xue gasped.

"Stop talking, take another sip of porridge." Kyungwon picked up the bowl.

Tang Xue shook her head and pushed away the bowl of porridge: "Listen to me, Mr. Jingyuan, I hope you can listen to me carefully."

"I'm listening."

"Initially. I'm actually very scared to come outside, I'm afraid of what they will do to me."

"There's no danger here, I've cleaned up all the bad stuff around here." Kyungwon held her hand.

"I'm talking about the time I haven't met you yet, I'm actually. I was so scared, I was really scared to know the news of my sister's death."

"Don't be afraid, no one here will hurt you."

"Well, I know, I'm not scared now, I regret it a little. If I had known that I would meet Mr. Kyomoto, I wouldn't have done anything like that."

"If you don't want to eat, go to bed first, don't force yourself."

Tang Xue didn't seem to hear Jing Yuan's words, and said to herself: "The people in the gathering place, they can do everything, if I appear in front of them alone. I don't know what kind of thing will suffer."

"The only people I know are my sister, only my sister can deal with them, and I'm really scared."

"Don't be afraid, nothing will hurt you here." Kyungwon wanted to hug her, but he was afraid that his body temperature would be too low and make her feel uncomfortable, so he just used a towel soaked in warm water to wipe her sweat.

"I want to drink water." Tang Xue coughed.

"Drink slowly." Kyungwon took another cup of hot water and fed her with an iron spoon.

She spoke again: "Originally. . . I should have told you about it on the fourteenth day of our acquaintance. But I. I'm still holding on to the luck that I always don't see the end. Always reluctant to accept it."

"Tell me when you're well, it's okay if you don't say it, have a good rest, okay?" Kyungwon's voice trembled a little.

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance to say it again, so listen to me."

"I'm actually a very timid person, I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid of pain and afraid of the dark, my strength is very small, a little stronger than others, maybe I'm a little smarter than them."

"I can't avenge my sister alone. I made a deal with that guy."

"I'm not qualified to trade with them, I'm too weak. So I had to find a way to make myself a deterrent."

"I left the gathering place alone and went to the north of the city. I have a good memory. If you see it once, you won't forget it. I remember the map north of the city found the warehouse of the food processing factory."

"This is my bargaining chip with them, and I need to have the capital to negotiate with them"

"Survivors. Survivors who are still alive. There's something that scares them a lot, and that's everywhere. Just get that thing. They won't dare to do anything bad to you, I haven't told you yet, what Death Worshippers will do before they die."

"In order not to defile their corpses, they will find the living corpses that have no strength to move, cut open wounds in their skin, smear that jet-black blood on their own skin, and soak it in their own wounds."

"So. No one dares to desecrate the bodies of the Death Worshippers, they don't even dare to come near the Death Worshippers, kneel on the beach for a while, and then they will go out into the sea themselves, which is their grave."

"I did the same. I took a vial of blood from a living corpse and found the gang, I explored the way, I convinced them to believe me, I smeared the black blood on my wounds in front of them, as long as they helped me kill two men. I volunteered to be the bait. Help them take the food pantry away"

"It's for them. It's a good deal. So I succeeded and borrowed their hands. I avenged my sister, and the price was that I would die with my sister."

"Fourteen days is actually the middle of the infection, Mr. Kyungmoto, you don't seem to hear that I'm testing you, the people of the gathering place. Roll call is held every fourteen days, and on the fourteenth day, as long as there is a fever. will be taken away. Brought to the isolation room"

"Don't say it," Kyungwon squeezed her hand.

"It seems that the low temperature slows down the rate of infection." Tang Xue still didn't stop: "Fifteen days should be the fifteenth day, it has been fifteen days since I wiped blood on my body."

"I made dinner for Mr. Kyungwon that day. I didn't have a fever and I thought I could get through it."

"The first time we met, when you carried me on your back. I'm scared, I'm afraid you're going to throw me in the snow, I'm afraid you're going to throw me into the crowd of living corpses, I'm afraid you're going to do something disgusting to me, I'm a coward, I want to say don't leave me, but I can't say it. ”

"When you reached out to me that night, I really thought you were very handsome, the first day we met, I should have known that I was going to die, but no matter what I said, you didn't leave me, did you hear my heart? Hear me say don't leave me? ”

"You can hold me. Is it? She asked suddenly.

Kyungwon hugged her and hugged her tightly.

"I had a nightmare, and in the dream, it was as if there was an infinite storm sweeping and blowing me away"

"That's the wind of the air conditioner." Kyungwon's voice was hoarse, and he wanted to cry, but he couldn't.

"Mr. Kyungmoto, do you believe in fairy tales?"

"Believe."

"Well, I believe it too."

She fell into a deep sleep, her chest heaving and panting uncomfortably.

Kyungwon carefully placed her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

He went to the basement and filled up the generator to make sure the air conditioner didn't go off in the middle.

Arriving in the utility room, he found a locked cabinet in the innermost part.

Opening the cabinet, he took out the sealed glass jar, which contained a black flowing substance, ominous and eerie.

He unscrewed the jar and cut a wound in the center of his palm, reaching into the black colony that had clung to his skin, and the bruises on his arm swelled like worms wriggling in his veins.

He was determined to make this fairy tale have a perfect ending, and among the thousands of evolutionary routes, there must be the one he hoped for.

(End of chapter)