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January 11
Tonight, the moonlight is beautiful.
It has been many hours since I woke up.
The doctor says I am recovering quickly, but I know that is a lie. Otherwise, why would he glance at me twice during the examination?
I fear there are many things he is deliberately hiding from me... those filthy creatures.
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January 1
There is no moonlight today, and I know something is wrong.
As soon as I stepped out in the morning, Li Zhongxiang's gaze was strange. He seemed afraid of me, yet also as if he wanted to harm me. There were seven or eight others whispering about me; as soon as I got close, they opened their mouths and smiled at me.
It was all too coordinated.
A chill ran from my head down to my toes, and I understood that their plans were already in place.
But I am not afraid; I will continue on my path.
A group of children gathered ahead, whispering about me; their gazes were strange, much like Li Zhongxiang's.
What could I have against these kids that they would stare at me like that?
So, I stopped in my tracks and couldn't help but shout, "Tell me!"
They all ran away.
I wondered what I had against Li Zhongxiang, what I had against the people on the road, and what I had against these children.
But I couldn't recall anything.
I had been working with Mr. Liu Shan Shu all along, always active across the river, never having any interaction with these people... How could I have offended them? Why did they look at me that way? It was odd and heartbreaking.
Was it just because I was saved by that fellow named Chu Donglin that they treated me like this?
But why? They were also saved by that person. They were always so kind to Sister Liu Xiner...
Sister Liu Xiner...
Thinking of Sister Xin'er made me remember her father.
He was such a good person. He led everyone to live well, yet he couldn't escape that strange disaster. It should have been me who died; Mr. Liu was such a good person who deserved to live a long life.
But in the end, Mr. Liu Shan Shu died. This world is truly unfair; it is always harsh on good people and lenient towards the bad.
January 1
I could never sleep at night, my chest burning with pain. Strange sounds echoed in my ears.
Perhaps one must understand everything before they can find peace and sleep.
Those people—some had their parents devoured by zombies, others had their wives and children gnawed on by monsters, and some were oppressed and humiliated by other human Survivors.
During those times, their faces were not as fearful as they were yesterday, nor as fierce.
The strangest was the woman on the street yesterday, who was hitting her son while shouting, "I'm so angry! I want to bite you a few times to vent my frustration!"
She struck her son while cursing. Yet her eyes were fixed on me, as if she were grinning in a bizarre way.
I was taken aback, cold sweat breaking out all over my body. The Azure-Faced Fang gang laughed at my disheveled appearance. It was then that Chen Lao Wu rushed forward and forcibly dragged me back to the Infirmary.
Upon returning to the Infirmary, the doctors inside seemed to pretend not to recognize me. They lowered their heads, feigning busyness, their expressions no different from anyone else's.
Then they shoved me into a ward and locked the door behind me, as if trapping a chicken or duck.
This incident only deepened my fear.
Before, someone from Four Bowls Street's Survivor camp ran into the Infirmary seeking help. While being bandaged in the Infirmary, a notorious villain from their camp killed everyone. To avoid wasting food, a few of them dug out his heart and liver and cooked them in oil to eat.
At that time, hearing their conversation, I couldn't help but interject, and both the person and the doctor looked at me several times.
I felt their sunlight was strange, but I didn't understand what it meant until now—I realized their gaze was exactly like that of the group outside.
Thinking back, I felt a chill run down my spine.
If they could eat people, they wouldn't hesitate to eat me.
That woman's words about "taking a few bites out of you," along with the laughter of the Azure-Faced Fang people and that fellow's earlier remarks, were clearly coded messages. I could see that their words were laced with poison, and their smiles concealed knives.
Their teeth were all white and sharp, lined up menacingly—these were the fellows who ate people.
As for myself, although I am not a person of despicable character, I was saved by Chu Donglin. This made my background unclear, and it would be difficult to predict what kind of treatment I might receive.
The people in this camp seemed to have ulterior motives that I couldn't decipher. Moreover, once they turned hostile, they would become ruthless and would kill and eat whoever crossed them.
I was also a person; they wanted to eat me!
My chest hurt more and more, and the noise around me was chaotic yet incomprehensible... Who was talking?
Never mind; I was really too tired. I needed to sleep for a while.
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January 14
Today, as I stepped outside, I encountered two messengers.
True messengers.
So lovely and flawless, they seemed almost like a dream.
I felt incredibly fortunate to meet them.
I happily asked for their names, and in their eyes, I saw none of the malice that often taints others.
I knew then that these were two pure and innocent messengers, untouched by the Malicious People.
Such beauty, such purity, to appear in this cruel camp was truly a blessing.
I longed to kiss them.
They smiled sweetly, their voices melodious, simply perfect and delightful.
The elder sister was named Ling'er, and the younger sister was Keara, both heartbreakingly beautiful.
But I remembered them; they were the sisters of Chu Donglin.
Initially, I felt grateful to that fellow who saved my life, but now that I've encountered him, I understand his malice.
His gaze was just like those Malicious People, sending a chill down my spine.
He smiled and reached out his hand to shake mine, pretending to be gentle and kind.
But I knew he was merely putting on an act in front of the two lovely beings. If those pure and beautiful beings saw through his wickedness, they would surely despise him. That malicious fellow was only pretending to be nice to avoid being rejected by them.
Tch...
Malicious People always reveal their true nature eventually!
Meanwhile, the pain in my chest grew hotter, and the cacophony of voices around me became increasingly confusing... Did that group of Malicious People do something to me?
If that's the case, I wouldn't be surprised... I might even feel relieved.
Perhaps this way, they would delay devouring me? (To be continued...)
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