My Good Life - Chapter 6.2

Although the chair was only a few steps away from the warm spring sun rays, I still felt the chills running down my spine, and seeing the goosebumps on Li Peipei’s neck, she must have felt the same as I do.

She stood up, staggering back until she was under the sunlight. “I…suddenly don’t feel well. I gotta go to the bathroom.” She slowly turned around, then flung her arms and fled…

I was stunned for a moment, but as soon as I got over the shock, I ran after her while yelling, “Wait! Don’t leave me! I’m scared!” 

“Stop! Don’t follow me! I’m scared too!”

I never thought that a timid and ordinary human being like me would one day chase after a vampire all over the park…in broad daylight.

Mangzi must have thought that Li Peipei and I were playing, because soon, he went wild and ran after me while barking excitedly.

After a few minutes of chasing, I realized that I was now in a secluded place with no one else around. With a body that hasn’t exercised for a long time, it felt like I’m about to fall apart and there’s an iron taste in my mouth. Breathing hard, I shouted, “Come out here!”

No one replied.

I made a sharp stop and grabbed Mangzi. “If you don’t, I’ll kill the dog!”

Mangzi barked foolishly and licked my face with his big tongue. His useless master stuck half of her face behind a yellow tree watching me warily. “You’ve really been infected by a zombie.” 

I lost it. “Infected, my ???! Your brother said they only eat people, not infect them! It’s not like those movies we watched. But if you don’t understand, well guess what? Neither do I!”

“But how about those dreams!”

“I don’t know! But other than that event during the Republic of China, I also dreamed of ancient war scenes. There’s lots of swords! I’m so glad I’m just dreaming!”

“Maybe that’s from another zombie. Their memories might have been linked to each other.”

“…” Despite how ridiculous it might sound, I still asked, “Really? Do zombies have cloud storage for their memories?”

Seeing that I was still standing under the sun, Li Peipei cautiously came out of her hiding behind the tree and stood under the sunlight herself. “That should be impossible. But my brother said that these zombies might have mutated.” 

“Mutated?”

“These zombies in China are evil and mysterious. They don’t have a representative in the World Non-Human Alliance. They’re basically controlled by hunters who would chase them back to their hometown for burial. Many zombies no longer have consciousness of their own. They’re only driven by their instinct to eat. There’s no viral infection, just that they’ll eat their prey clean.”

As an educator at the vampire school, Li Peipei could get really serious when explaining this sort of thing.

“The zombie who attacked you most likely just wanted to eat you. But you said she took the child when she left, which meant that she wanted to protect the child, which also meant that she still has consciousness. Also…it seemed that the zombie snatched the child.”  

“Snatched?”

“Yes, as in snatched the child from human parents. The parents reported the case to the police and said that the child disappeared after school. It’s under investigation which makes the Non-Human State Committee anxious. They want to catch that zombie as soon as possible to keep our presence from the humans.”

“Why would she take someone’s child?”

“How would I know? All I know is that that zombie was a mutant and that you could possibly be a mutant zombie too…”  She held out her hand, “Now, give me back Mangzi. If you go all crazy and bite him and become a mutant too, what am I gonna do?”

“Li Peipei, you’re just like your brother!”

After saying this, Li Peipei suddenly looked solemn. Her eyes were stern, very different from when she’s messing around with me. She didn’t say a word and as fast as lightning, she rushed straight towards me. 

I was surprised, and before I could open my mouth, I was thrown to the ground.

Mangzi barked and rushed out in a straight line.

I sat up with my body propped up and heard Li Peipei, who was pressing on me, gently take a breath of cold air.

I was nervous. “What just happened?”

But before Li Peipei could answer, I heard Mangzi’s cry of pain accompanied with a heavy muffled sound. I looked up and the big and hairy Alaskan husky was now lying on its side on the ground. And there under the sun ray stood a man in a black robe facing me. I didn’t get the chance to see his face as Li Peipei pulled me up.   

“Go!”

All of a sudden, I was on Li Peipei’s shoulder, my ??? to the sky and my head to the ground. After a while, I could feel blood rushing to my head, and I couldn’t keep my eyes open.

It was a chaotic scene. Li Peipei pulled out her egg whip and it tore the air with a sharp whistle. The air was instantly turbulent and the sound of weapons hitting each other followed. My hair, my clothes, even my internal organs were thrown into a mess.

It all happened so fast and intense like a roller coaster. I closed my eyes and when I opened my them, I was on a cold hard ground. 

I struggled to get up. Once my head stopped spinning, I recognized the first floor of the old residential building I lived in in front of me and a sour gas rushed straight up in my stomach.  

I braced myself on the wall, held my stomach and threw up two mouthfuls of acidic liquid.

“Tch, you’re dirty.” Hei Gou squatted on the dilapidated handrail of the stairs and licked his paws. “Don’t throw up in front of my master’s door. My master has a very sensitive senses. The smell will disturb him.” 

After he spoke, I heard a “click” and the door opened with a creak.

I turned my head and met Li Weiwei’s slightly dazed gaze. It looked like he just woke up from a dream with his sleepy eyes and disheveled hair. 

He looked at Li Peipei who was breathing hard against the wall and then to me. He stood up straight, and the hand holding the glass frame lifted up. The pair of gold rimmed glasses unfolded with his movements, and he casually placed it on the bridge of his nose. He gently pushed the glasses and the haze in his eyes faded away, but the low rasp in his voice remained. 

“Who bullied you?”

The author has something to say:

This story is a little different from the story I wrote before, a lot of things must be explored slowly, and some information needs to be checked. Hence it is very slow to write.  So, I write very slowly. Thank you for your patience ~