In the swaying carriage, Anna's face revealed her dissatisfaction with the male protagonist: "Sarah has done so much for him, even sacrificing herself."
"That's a twisted and deformed kind of love." Lu Li tore up the note, stretched out his carriage, and let himself be left behind by the speeding carriage.
Both visually and psychologically.
Anna, who is possessed by sensibility because of her body, finds it difficult to peek into the rational side - a qualified story can indeed cover up the darkness behind it.
Just like in fairy tales, no one cares about the elf whose precious treasure is stolen by the protagonist.
"If Adam was determined enough, he could have rejected Sarah's resurrection from the beginning, instead of getting tired of his significant other after a hundred years."
Anna looked at Lu Li like a wounded deer, helpless, but also faintly pleading: "Time will wear away everything... right?"
Even lovers who are willing to sacrifice everything for each other, no matter how loving they are, will eventually fade away one day.
"Maybe."
Lu Li realized that Anna was going from one extreme to another after possessing a body. He tried to make some changes: "Poignant love is not a reason to make others pay the price. Among those who died at their hands, there were also lovers and couples.
.”
Anna stopped talking, wondering what she was thinking.
Lu Li considered whether to make up a love story about a pair of victims to separate Anna from the story of Sarah and Adam.
When they were about to arrive at the Echo Church, a soft and warm hand suddenly placed itself on Lu Li's abdomen, stroking it gently.
Even through a layer of shirt, Anna could feel the uneven scar on her abdomen.
"You're right... they have to pay for what they have done." She whispered.
Anna still didn't have the empathy of a victim, but the result was the same. She became hostile to Adam and Sarah because of the hurt Lu Li had suffered.
…
Shoupskin neighborhood.
Many people gathered on the street, and the carriage was blocked in the street and moved slowly.
A vague smell of blood filled the air along the long street. Some figures' clothes were stained with blood, and their faces were covered with minced meat.
Lu Li stopped a passerby to ask, but it just smiled and told Lu Li that he was late and the party was over.
The crowd gradually dispersed, and the carriage drove into the street and finally stopped in front of the Echo Church Cemetery.
The statue at the top of the tower was still compassionate. Anna, who followed Lu Li out of the carriage, looked back at the long street. There were still many unwilling and strange people wandering and waiting on the street.
Walking into the empty church, the figures in robes that had filled the benches not long ago seemed to be just a frothy illusion. Lu Li searched around the church, but could not find any survivors or any clues left behind, but the tombs outside the church
The pits were covered up, and two rows of simple tombstones carved out of wooden boards were erected vertically.
【Greg Tarantino】
【Heisa Alucard】
【Joseph Yanez】
【Kirlan Emma】
These martyrs knew what was about to happen, but they did not look back.
Lu Li returned to the church, placed the vase with fake sunflowers next to Kellan Emma's tombstone, and left with Lu Li.
Before they left, there were already some hungry figures kneeling in the cemetery digging up the buried bones. They might disturb the newly erected tombstones, but Lu Li knew that there was nothing inside.
Nor do they care that their tombs are destroyed any more than they care about their own lives.
"Where to go next, continue to look for other survivors?" Anna asked.
Lu Li lowered his head and thought.
…
"That piece of bread is mine." York complained loudly to Webb across the table.
After getting acquainted, they quickly became friends.
"I found it." Webb smeared a small half-jar of red jam that was still expired in three days on a slice of bread. Fear and sadness made him temporarily forget about hunger. Then he was safe and hungry.
"I also found the jam." York leaned forward and grabbed the remaining jam.
Webb shrugged nonchalantly and took a big bite of the toast spread with jam.
Except for the two pairs of mother and daughter who went to the upstairs bedroom to rest because they were tired, the other survivors were all in the clothing store on the first floor, looking at York and Webb in amusement as they bickered like two competitive young men.
This scene really relaxed their tense spirits - until there was a knock on the wooden door of the clothing store.
Knock—knock—knock—
The slow knock on the door was like the cold wind of winter, freezing all the sounds and expressions in the clothing store.
Webb at the dining table leaned close to the window, and then gestured to Jiminy Red by the fireplace.
That gesture represents a stranger coming to your door.
"People without identity are hiding upstairs!" Jiminy Red shouted to everyone in a low voice, urging them to run upstairs.
Knock—knock—knock—
A second mechanical knock on the door came.
Jiminy Reid picked up the wooden bucket filled with wet mud and poured it into the fireplace. A "chi" sound came out, and the warm fire was buried in the wet mud. Webb showed no mercy to the person who was very precious to him.
Throwing the bread into the trash can, he stood up and pretended to pick clothes in front of the clothes rack.
The chaotic footsteps on the second floor finally disappeared. Jiminy Reid slipped back to the counter, picked up the bow and pinned it on his collar, and then motioned to "guy" York to open the door.
knock--
Just when the third knock on the door rang, the door was opened by York. He imitated the waiters he saw on weekdays, put on a smile and said: "Welcome guests, what clothes do you need to buy?"
York didn't quite learn it, and his facial muscles spasmed due to nervousness. However, this just looked like a "weird person pretending to be human but not acting like it", and it could fool many unsuspecting weirdos.
It's just that the guests this time are different.
Tick tock—tick tock—
The tall figure in front of the door lowered his head, and the brim of his hat hid his face in the shadow. It was not raining outside, but strangely, water was dripping down his body, and a small pool of water gathered beside his leather shoes.
York felt an unspeakable sense of oppression emanating from this terrifying tall man, making it difficult for him to breathe or speak.
A strange silence is brewing.
Jiminy Red behind the counter felt uneasy and winked at another "guy" Ivo to ask him to help.
Just as Ivo stood up, a familiar calm voice sounded from behind the tall man.
"It's you again, come in and warm yourself up."
York suddenly relaxed and opened the door in response to the voice.
The tall figure that seemed to be shrouded in shadow remained silent, then suddenly turned and left.
Lu Li and Anna at the door watched as it left a line of wet footprints and disappeared into the distance.
"Is he weird too?" York bravely looked around.
"Evil spirits, uninvited guests." Looking away, Lu Li walked into the clothing store.
"I remembered it." Jiminy Reid suddenly realized after realizing it. "Is it actually it..."
He couldn't associate it with uninvited guests for the moment because it was too weird here.
