Chapter 217: This Performance Brought Back Those Memories

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At that time, the federal government was not yet mature. The underground city was still under construction. The system was not perfect.

There were a large number of refugees wandering outside the underground city.

She and her mother were among them.

The refugees were trying to find a way to the underground city. Once they entered, they would be safe.

Her mother was also rushing to the underground city with her.

They were so close to the underground city.

However, her mother was bitten by a zombie.

Her mother tried her best to stay sane. Before she changed, she ran as fast as she could with Jiang Xun in her arms.

During the process of changing, she had the rotten smell of zombies on her. Even though it was faint, the zombies wouldn’t attack her.

Just like that, her mother carried her to the city gate.

“I don’t know how long I can keep my sanity.” Her mother’s eyes were bloodshot. “I don’t know if I can hold on until the city gate opens.”

“Even if I’m not here, you have to be well.” After saying that, her mother took the dagger and planned to run far away to commit suicide.

She couldn’t bear to let Jiang Xun see her commit suicide.

“No!” The four-year-old Jiang Xun somehow had the strength to take the dagger from her mother’s hand.

“Give it to me! Give it to me!” Her mother shouted in a panic, trying to snatch the dagger from her.

Jiang Xun hid the dagger in her chest. The dagger was sharp.

Her mother was afraid of hurting her, afraid that she would bleed and attract more zombies, so she didn’t dare to snatch the dagger from her.

Her mother’s eyes were red. She cried and said to her, “If I mutate, you must stab me between my eyebrows. Do you understand? Do you understand?”

Afraid that she would not agree, Jiang Xun’s mother used up her last bit of rationality and shouted at her crazily, “You have to kill me! Stab me between my eyebrows! Stab me through my head!”

Jiang Xun cried helplessly and shook her head.

Her mother’s voice suddenly changed. She could not speak. Her eyes were blood-red, and her skin began to turn gray. Her flesh corroded into mottled rotten flesh.

Her mother had completely lost her mind. She opened her mouth, which was emitting the stench of rotting corpses, and let out a hoarse roar as she pounced on Jiang Xun.

“Mom!”Jiang Xun cried and raised the dagger high, as if her mother had used up her last bit of reason to shout at her, and stabbed it into the space between her eyebrows.

Her mother fell to the ground.

Jiang Xun stabbed the air for the last time. When she looked up at Zilong again, her expression was still numb, and her eyes were lifeless, as if she was a walking corpse.

However, her face was full of tears.

Her eyes were red as she slowly stood up. She turned around and went to a fictional room. Her hands were holding the air.

It was her sister’s doll.

Walking to the side of her “sister,” Jiang Xun gave the doll a gentle and nostalgic smile. She threw the doll onto her sister.

She walked to Zilong and squatted down again. She looked up at Zilong and didn’t say anything. Instead, she raised her fingertips and silently wiped her tears.

Jiang Xun raised her head and gave Zilong an expectant smile. Her eyes were filled with anticipation.

Zilong was unable to speak for a long time.

He was shocked.

He was directly pulled into Cheng Yao’s world by Jiang Xun.

It was as if he was really Cheng Yao’s mother.

He was facing this murderer with an anti-social personality.

He could see the contradictory emotions that Jiang Xun released, but he was unable to point out all the contradictions in her emotions.

Jiang Xun stood up and kept taking deep breaths. She was still trembling.

She was stuck in the memories of her mother before she died, unable to walk out for a long time.

It was precisely because that memory was too deep that the images kept striking Jiang Xun over the years.

Jiang Xun, who had entered the underground city’s orphanage, kept having nightmares for many years.

Later on, she recovered and stopped having nightmares. She thought that she had really recovered.

However, this performance brought back those memories.

Jiang Xun kept taking deep breaths and finally adjusted herself. Then, she asked Zilong, “Director, did my interpretation fit the role?”

Zilong seemed to have not heard Jiang Xun’s words and was still in a daze.

Jiang Xun looked at the casting director, the assistant director, and Zilong’s assistant. Their mouths were wide open, and their expressions were even duller than Zilong’s.

“Director! Director!”Jiang Xun called out continuously.

She planned to make a move if Zilong was still in a daze.

Fortunately, Zilong came back to his senses in time. “Oh, Jiang Xun, it was very good, very good!”

Zilong, whose brain had yet to recover, opened his mouth for a long time and only thought of the words “very good.”

Zilong took a deep breath and adjusted his state.