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"I know what you want to say."

"Scum, bastard, scum, disgusting."

"I admit all of this. Even if I die a violent death that day and my head and body are torn apart, I will admit it."

"This is my fate, I accept it."

When he said this, Song Mingtao seemed to be dry-mouthed. He paused slightly, grabbed his chest with his hands, and his eyes were misty. He looked at me, as if looking into his own heart, and said in a hoarse voice.

"But...I want to be a father first, and then a human being."

Song Mingtao's words were like pebbles falling into the lake, making a crisp sound that I couldn't ignore.

I looked away, remained silent, and struggled, but in the end, all I was left with was an unspeakable feeling of powerlessness.

No matter how many times I have seen it or heard it, I can never truly see this world. I seem destined to keep walking in confusion forever.

After a long time, I looked at the silent lake and asked softly.

"Since Xiaoya is already born, why do you still keep that zombie? If you kill her, won't no one know about these things anymore?"

Hearing this, Song Mingtao's eyes softened. He looked at the lake and spoke in a low voice.

"I am a selfish person, I can't bear it."

"She is Xiaoya's mother and my lover."

"As long as she is still here, even if she is at the bottom of the lake and her face is unrecognizable."

"I also feel that our family of three is still together."

Hearing this, I slowly closed my eyes, then turned and left, leaving behind only a lonely figure. Song Mingtao looked at my back with a complicated expression, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Only after my back completely disappeared from his sight did he sit down weakly by the lake.

A light breeze blew by, and the lake surface sparkled under the reflection of the moonlight. Song Mingtao picked up a stone and threw it into the lake. As the stone entered the water, ripples immediately appeared on the lake surface, tearing the bright moon in the center of the lake into countless pieces.

Song Mingtao had gentle eyes as he quietly looked at his reflection in the lake. He took out a harmonica from his pocket, put it to his mouth, and played it gently. The tune was light, but there was a hint of sadness in it.

"Castle in the Sky" is his wife's favorite song, and it has unknowingly become the song he is best at.

Under the moonlight, Song Mingtao slowly closed his eyes, and as the melody of the harmonica played, many images emerged in his mind.

He saw that under the light, the girl clenched her hands nervously and spoke in a panic but extremely firm voice.

"Let's get married. I don't want a car, a house, or a dowry. I... I don't want anything."

The girl took a deep breath and announced shyly but firmly.

"I really... really want to... marry you."

As the breeze blows, the figures in my memories eventually fade away.

Song Mingtao put down the harmonica in his hand, lowered his brows, and suddenly, he laughed silently. His smile was full of fatigue and helplessness. He looked at the lake in front of him, his eyes seemed to fall through the lake on the zombie at the bottom.

After a moment's silence, Song Mingtao smiled bitterly and spoke softly to the lake in front of him.

"I'm fine."

"I just don't live like a human being, but I'm used to it."

"Like you always say, people get used to it."

When he said this, Song Mingtao suddenly covered his face with his hands, his voice choked slightly.

"Really? Why am I telling you this?"

Song Mingtao buried his face in his knees and repeated the action of taking deep breaths, like a helpless child, extremely fragile.

No one will remember that he was once a weak person who didn't even dare to kill a chicken.

Until now, those memories that should have faded away have appeared in his mind again and again.

After choking, Song Mingtao slowly raised his face, his eyes unfocused, and spoke to himself in a low voice.

"You know, when Su Li was grabbing my clothes, I actually felt a little bit of anticipation."

"I hope he can kill me, so I don't have to work so hard."

Song Mingtao laughed at himself, then slapped himself hard.

"You see, I'm shirking my responsibilities again."

"It doesn't matter what happens to me. I deserve to go to hell after I die."

"Just live a clean life with Xiaoya."

In the silent night, naturally no one would answer. This was just another madman's soliloquy.

Chapter 86 My Answer

After returning to the room, I tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. I couldn't figure it out, nor could I feel at ease and pretend that nothing had happened.

I am a stupid person, and I have always been very clear about this. I have always believed that right and wrong, good and evil should be like black and white, which cannot be mixed and can be seen clearly at a glance.

But now, I can’t see clearly and can’t tell right from wrong.

So, have our predecessors given us an answer?

I lay down, staring at the dark ceiling, trying to recall the books I had read over the years. Are there any answers in those books?

"The Tablet of Carnides."

In the darkness, I opened my mouth and whispered these words.

The Planks of Carnidas is a story from Greek mythology. The story is very simple: during a shipwreck, a crew member was holding onto a wooden board. Another crew member floated over and asked him for help, but the board could only bear the weight of one person, so he pushed the crew member who was climbing onto the board into the sea.

The man was subsequently charged, but after a trial he was found not guilty and released.

I thought about this story over and over again, and before I knew it, I fell into a dream.

In my dream, I was on a blue sea, with surging waves, strong winds, and seabirds flying among the waves. I saw Song Mingtao holding Xiaoya's hand and sitting on a wooden board, and around the board, there were many corpses floating.

I was driving a big ship, breaking through the wind and waves, and crashing into the two people on the wooden board. The waves were dancing, and the wooden board was shattered into pieces by the impact of my big ship, turning into a pile of broken wood pieces. In my sight, Song Mingtao and Xiaoya were submerged by the sea and buried at the bottom of the sea.

I, who considered myself to be righteous, looked at the two people struggling in the sea with an indifferent expression and applauded myself with some pride.

very disgusting.

……

The next day, it was dawn.

Facing the morning sunlight, I walked out of the wooden house listlessly, stepped on the rising morning glow, and slowly stretched my body.

Some flowers bloom overnight and rot overnight.

I finally made my choice, I don’t know whether it is right or wrong, but I will not regret it.

In the slightly warm sunlight, Song Mingtao, also with dark circles under his eyes, slowly appeared behind me. It was obvious that he didn't sleep last night.

Facing the rising sun, I looked calm and no longer hesitated. I spoke softly to Song Mingtao behind me.

"I've thought about it. I really can't forgive you just like that."

Song Mingtao looked tired, and his lips were a little dry. His reaction was much calmer than I expected, and he just spoke in a low voice.

"Are you going to kill me?"

I smiled when I heard that, turned around and spoke to Song Mingtao face to face.

"Kill you? I won't let you go so easily."

Hearing this, Song Mingtao looked up in surprise, his eyes filled with astonishment, and asked in confusion.

"what do you mean?"

I lowered my head slightly, fiddled with my fingers, and spoke slowly, seemingly relaxed.

"I've thought about it for a long time. How should I deal with someone like you who is guilty but cannot be killed?"

"Then, I thought, the dead are dead, so at least we should let the living live well."

"I'm going to take you and Xiaoya away from here and go to my base."

Song Mingtao's eyes flickered and he couldn't help but speak.

"What kind of bad idea is this? I won't take any risks with Xiaoya."

I rolled my eyes and raised my middle finger at Song Mingtao.

"Don't rush to refute, just listen to me patiently."

"First of all, you two are not destined to stay here for a long time. I have checked and found that there are not many supplies in this oasis, and there are no defensive measures at all."

"Let alone zombies, even if it's the Reformed Church you mentioned, as long as one of them comes to you, it will be difficult for you and Xiaoya to survive."

Song Mingtao's face turned pale. This had always been one of his concerns, so he patrolled the surrounding area every day, fearing that there would be any traces of the Reformed Church. Every day was a day of fear.

"Secondly, do you really intend to let Xiaoya and you guard this damn desert forever?"

I turned around, stared at Song Mingtao, and said meaningfully.

"What if, I mean, you die one day?"

"An accident, a disease, a vendetta, or maybe the zombie at the bottom of the lake crawls out of the water. After you die, Xiaoya will be the only one left in this huge desert."

"How do you want her to live?"

Hearing this, Song Mingtao broke out in a sweat, his body became unsteady, and he weakly reached out to support his forehead. Seeing this, I took the opportunity to press on, took a step forward, and continued.

"What about Xiaoya? What will she become if she stays in such a closed place?"

"Do you have the heart to let her be your captive bird for the rest of her life?"

"She has never seen the southern mountains or the northern waters, and she doesn't know the existence of the ocean. There are many, many things in this world that she has never even heard of."

"Can you bear to let her live such an ignorant and empty life?"

I took a deep breath, looked at Song Mingtao who looked struggling, sighed in my heart, and said a condition that Song Mingtao could not refuse.

"I...maybe I can turn your wife into a human."

Song Mingtao raised his head suddenly and took a step forward with excitement, but then he seemed to realize something. The light in his eyes quickly faded and a hint of self-mockery appeared on his face.

"I am really crazy. I just believed your crazy words."

Sure enough, is this kind of thing still too horrifying?

I was too lazy to explain anything, and I had no way to explain it clearly, so I could only talk to myself.

"It could be risky, after all, I've only succeeded once."

"And even if your wife were transformed into a human, she wouldn't have any memories of her past."

"So...I can't tell whether this is a good thing or a bad thing."

"She is no longer herself, but her body is still alive."

When I said this, I couldn’t help but think of Tongtong. What on earth did I do?

Tongtong no longer has any memories of the past, but is like a newborn baby, following me around. She is a new life, she is Tongtong, but her past no longer exists.

What I love is the new life that is born from that body, but an inexplicable sense of guilt still lingers in my heart.

As my consciousness drifted further and further away, Song Mingtao spoke with a bitter face, as if he was joking.

"As long as she can be freed, it doesn't matter whether she remembers us or not."

"But can you do it?"

I didn't answer Song Mingtao's question, but turned around and walked towards the lake, taking off my shirt as I walked.

Indeed, I can't give the right answer, nor can I think beyond others. A person with my moral character is destined not to become a savior.

If there must be an answer, as a mortal like me, I can only choose an answer that I like.

And I hate tragedy.

Chapter 87 Quota

"Su Li! You're crazy!"

"She'll eat you!"

Song Mingtao suddenly became nervous, followed me and tried to pull me back. I looked at him strangely and asked in confusion.