Chapter 558: That Hint of Blue

"There’s no ’what if’ for this!"

Song’s mother’s gaze was icy as it darted towards Song Hongfei.

In her heart, she was almost certain that this father and son duo had brought back a zombie friend.

In her mind, the world had become terrifying because of zombies. Even if zombies were once human, they were still the dead.

It’s already hard enough for the living to survive, taking care of the dead is simply inappropriate.

Moreover, her daughter was attacked by zombies...

So, in Song’s mother’s mind, there was little conflict; she absolutely refused to allow Song Hongfei and his son to bring a zombie friend back home.

"Then, can you imagine, if Song Ning or I turned into a zombie, what would you do?"

Song Hongfei glanced at Song’s mother’s cold expression, and his heart skipped a beat.

Worried that his wife couldn’t accept that Song Wenwen had already become a zombie.

Understandably, someone who turned into a zombie could no longer be considered human.

If everyone couldn’t let go of their obsessions, then the world full of monsters would not be monsters, but relatives of humans.

Is that possible?

Clearly not.

Because not many people in the world keep monsters, only a few keep zombies as a means of holding onto their past obsessions.

But those people are generally deemed as outcasts, as freaks.

Song Hongfei’s family had very normal thinking; they just couldn’t bear to leave Song Wenwen alone among zombies, and couldn’t bear to abandon their once little princess.

"If you turned into zombies, I’d split open your heads and dig out the crystal cores inside!" Song’s mother said without hesitation.

This father and son were getting on her nerves, and Song’s mother wasn’t about to give them any face.

Song Hongfei’s expression froze slightly, and he silently stood in front of the car, pretending nonchalance, "It’s too hot today. Wife, why don’t you calm down first, and we can discuss this issue later."

Song Hongfei was always afraid of scaring Song’s mother, but he really wanted her to see Song Wenwen.

Because he knew his wife wanted to see their daughter too.

"Move aside!"

Song’s mother coldly looked at Song Hongfei, and more energy seeped out from her.

She needed to make a choice on behalf of the oblivious father and son.

There were already enough zombies, they really couldn’t keep another one.

Besides, their family had no other close relatives or friends left in the apocalypse, and she couldn’t think of anyone who had turned into a zombie and was worth risking their lives for by keeping.

Probably just some insignificant person!

That being the case, she would take on the role of the villain!

"No, you can’t make a move, the one inside is..."

Song Hongfei blocked Song’s mother, stopped mid-sentence, but ultimately couldn’t say Song Wenwen’s name.

He understood, bluntly saying Song Wenwen was a zombie was truly too cruel.

For both Song’s mother and for him and Song Ning, every time they spoke it was psychological torture.

The once beautiful little princess had turned into nothing but a bloodthirsty zombie, and he simply couldn’t say it; it was too painful for him.

"Who is inside?" Song’s mother questioned sternly, "I don’t care which of your zombie friends it is in there, it cannot survive, otherwise how can we expect to see peace one day?"

Undoubtedly, Song’s mother despised zombies.

Because her most cherished daughter was torn to shreds by zombies, not even getting the chance to turn into one herself.

Song Hongfei looked at Song’s mother’s resolute demeanor. Taking a deep breath, he finally made up his mind.

Ensuring no one else was around, Song Hongfei carefully opened the car door.

"Wife, look who this is!"

Song Hongfei glanced inside the car, his face turning much gentler.

He didn’t guard much against Song’s mother.

He understood that once Song’s mother knew Song Wenwen was in the car, she wouldn’t be able to bring herself to harm her.

Initially, Song’s mother was unaware of who was in the car, which is why she opposed them bringing a zombie friend back. But if it was Song Wenwen, things would be different.

Song Wenwen was always an exception for the Song Family.

In the beginning, Song Hongfei didn’t mention it because he feared the shock would be too great for Song’s mother to handle mentally.

When Song’s mother saw Song Hongfei opening the car door, she was already prepared to kill the zombie inside.

Approaching cautiously, the flame for healing in her hand grew more intense.

Step by step, she neared the car door, undisguised malice in her eyes.

She truly hated zombies, wishing to kill them all so there would be no more of such strange monsters in the world.

Her beautiful little princess had died at the hands of such monsters.

She absolutely could not accept having a zombie friend of the Song Family’s father and son.

Song’s mother’s healing flame burned ever brighter, fully aware of its power, she would strike without hesitation the moment she saw a zombie.

She hadn’t seen which zombie friend was inside, but Song’s mother could already smell the distinct rotting odor of zombies.

The scent came rushing towards her, overwhelmingly thick.

Reflexively, Song’s mother showed a look of disgust.

Song Hongfei saw the look on Song’s mother’s face and sighed lightly, yet he didn’t stop her from moving towards the car door.

Before seeing Song Wenwen, both he and his son, Song Ning, were the most disgusted by zombies.

The emergence of zombies had claimed the lives of most people in the world, and taken away the joy of the living.

But upon realizing their daughter had turned into a zombie, their attitudes changed, if possible, he even wanted to continue living in the apocalypse.

That way, Song Wenwen wouldn’t be restricted in her movements, nor would they have to worry about her being eliminated by humans.

Song’s mother finally reached the car door, her superpower energy was at its peak.

But her hand holding the flame paused slightly, not throwing it inside.

What met her eyes was a glimpse of a sky-blue dress.

Before seeing the zombie friend’s face, Song’s mother had already lost the resolve to attack.

Suddenly, it reminded her of her child.

From childhood till now, Song Wenwen’s favorite color had been blue, especially during summer, every year she would buy many blue dresses.

That shade of blue was too striking, just one look made Song’s mother’s eyes blur with tears.

"Roar—"

Xiao Lan Zombie looked at the human in front and let out a suppressed growl.

It couldn’t remember the last time it had tasted flesh, only that it felt unbearably hungry.

But the king forbade it from devouring flesh, so it had to endure.

The subdued growl pulled Song’s mother back to reality from her memories.

Steeling her mind, Song’s mother decided to make her move.

A zombie, no matter how well dressed, was still a zombie.

She had always abhorred zombies.

She gathered energy in her hands once more, ready to strike at any moment.

Driven by a stroke of inexplicable curiosity, Song’s mother peered once more at that dress.

Looking further up, all she could see were decaying fingers, and beyond that, the car blocked her view.

The bony white fingers poked through decaying flesh, bits slipping and landing on the pristine sky-blue dress.

The once clean and tidy dress was stained black in spots, conveying a sense of destruction.

Her gaze fixed intensely on those decaying fingers, her heart ached.

Those fingers were long and slender, just like her Wenwen’s.

It’s a shame such beautiful fingers turned to rot.

Suddenly, Song’s mother wanted to see the zombie’s face.