Chapter 246 - The Zombie King’s Heartthrob Girlfriend (26)
The Zombie King’s Heartthrob Girlfriend (26)
Bai Weiwei held her forehead. “How disgusting, ah, Sys1. I’m about to be blown away by your international level performance.”
The system recovered its expressionless face. “You’ve finally realized, I’m disgusted by the way you’re portrayed in this universe.”
Bai Weiwei sighed, “I died so terribly.”
The system happily replied, “Rest in peace.”
Bai Weiwei: What kind of hatred did the system have for her?
Because Bai Weiwei was suffering from a fever, Song Yunhuan did not ask her to continue the experiment.
He instead took some blood from her, saying he wanted to continue his research.
But what was with Song Yunhuan’s hungry eyes while drawing her blood?
Bai Weiwei shivered.
When she recovered, Song Yunhuan asked, “Where do you want to go this time?”
Bai Weiwei didn’t look at him.
Song Yunhuan patiently explained, “I promised to go out with you when you agreed to the experiments. So for each test, I’ll go out with you once.”
Bai Weiwei felt that he truly was a contract spirit2.
She smiled sweetly. “Song Yunhuan, you’re so sweet.”
Song Yunhuan looked at the smile on her face. Eyes curved making the smile look just right.
He suddenly said, “Don’t laugh like that.”
Bai Weiwei doubtfully continued to smile.
Song Yunhuan said coldly, “Very fake.”
A well trained smile, without a trace of happiness.
Bai Weiwei’s smile faded. She bowed her head, bangs covering her eyes filled with gloom.
Song Yunhuan didn’t know why he could see the sad atmosphere around her.
He just said something too coldly3.
Bai Weiwei finally spoke. “I can only smile like this, nothing else.”
Song Yunhuan remembered she was used to pleasing others.
He said, “Forget it, just smile however you want.”
Bai Weiwei reluctantly lifted the corners of her mouth. “Then let’s go on a date.”
Song Yunhuan nodded, then brought out an orange pink puffy skirt. A golden belt and a large bow on the back, it had the feeling of fantasy novel.
“Put it on.”
Bai Weiwei: “…”
Bai Weiwei wanted to go on a strike.
She traveled through so many planes, to only go on a strike now was indeed already quite good.
At least she wouldn’t have to face Song Yunhuan, this mental case.
Her heart was tired and frustrated.
The city of the apocalypse was a dusky, depressing settlement.
Bai Weiwei followed Song Yunhuan to the school.
Bai Weiwei had chosen this date spot. Song Yunhuan followed with a look of indifference.
Suddenly, Bai Weiwei footsteps quickened, her skirt flying.
Song Yunhuan leisurely followed.
Bai Weiwei ran to the sports field where first year students would gather.
She somewhat excitedly looked back at Song Yunhuan. “Do you know where you were when I first met you?”
Song Yunhuan was uninterested. “Don’t know.”
Bai Weiwei pointed to the platform. “There, there, ah. At that time, you were speaking on behalf of all the first years, as the top student in the college entrance exam.”
Song Yunhuan recalled that he did seem to have spoken up on stage.
Bai Weiwei’s eyes were bright. She wasn’t smiling, but there was a sense of joy in her eyes.
“At that time I thought, first place in the college entrance exam, that’s good. If it were me, I don’t think I’d ever be able to become a top student in my life.”
Song Yunhuan thought back to her back in the day, and nodded in agreement. “There’s no way.”
Bai was nodded, embarrassed. “I know. I was just wondering why you chose this university, even though it’s not the best.
Song Yunhuan said frankly, “Close to home.”
Bai Weiwei: “…”
1: 系统 is system. Here, she shortened her address to just 统, so we preferred to just leave part of the word like she was using it as a nickname. You don’t want to know what the other possibilities we thought of were…😂↩
2: 契约精神, refers to the culture of honoring contractual obligations, aka always keeping their promises. It’s just, why does the third kanji mean both spirit and semen? >.< hello, I don’t see the relation there… it could then be read as a contract semen spirit; that allows for a rather wild plot huh…↩
3: 不咸不淡 lit. not salty not light (as in seasoning?); a term used to refer to cold words or ridicule.