“Sister Canglan, I’ve changed my name to Xia Wenlan, not Xia Zhaodi anymore. Please, don’t call me by the wrong name again.” Xia Wenlan gritted her teeth.
Looking at her wet hair, Xia Wenlan suddenly laughed.
“Sister Canglan, why is your hair wet? And your clothes are dirty too? Did you really hang out with those street thugs…”
“Slap slap slap…” Several frantic slaps caused the gaze that had been following her words to freeze instantly, no longer daring to look around.
“You…” How dare you hit me?
Xia Canglan smiled and pulled her hair, bringing her mouth close to her ear, and whispered,
“Xia Zhaodi, did those slaps feel good? Don’t worry, I’ll repay you for what you did to me soon.”
Her voice was gentle but chilling, filling Xia Wenlan with indescribable fear, a chill rising from the bottom of her heart.
“So, Zhao Di—sister, how could you say that about your sister? It’s already hot, and you can tell if someone’s been hanging out with thugs just by their wet hair and clothes? Well, you’re not just wet-haired now, you’re a mess! Did you sleep with those thugs?”
“Cough cough!!” Xia’s father was shocked by his daughter’s outrageous words.
The others: “…” dared not speak, afraid of being slapped.
Xia Zhao Di couldn’t help but roar, “What nonsense are you talking about? How could I… Sister, you misunderstood me, I didn’t mean anything by it.”
She wanted to explain, but seeing the strange looks from the neighbors, she dared not continue and could only cover her face and run home.
As for whether she really went home, only Xia Canglan knew.
Xia Canglan’s eyes flickered, and after shooing away the neighbors who were watching the commotion, she followed her parents into the house.
“Lanlan, are you really alright? You came home late today, you scared your mother to death.” Xia’s mother carefully checked her over to make sure she was alright before letting out a sigh of relief.
The others also looked at her with concern, afraid that this obedient daughter/granddaughter might hide something from them to avoid worrying them.
Xia Canglan smiled and deliberately twirled gracefully in front of them.
“Look, do I look like something’s wrong?” Then she hugged her mother, who was about to say something, and said coquettishly, “Mom, I’m so hungry, can we eat now?”
At eleven o’clock at night, a figure sneaked over to the small house where Xia Canglan had been imprisoned.
“Squeak!” The door slammed open with a loud noise, startling Xia Wenlan, who had a guilty conscience.
She turned on the flashlight she’d stolen from her home and cautiously entered the house, only to be horrified by the bloodstains everywhere. She opened her mouth to scream, but was knocked unconscious by a dark figure behind her.
Xia Wenlan stroked her chin, looked at Xia Zhaodi lying on the ground, then at the two thugs covered in blood, their fates unknown, like a murder scene . She
muttered, “This isn’t the apocalypse anymore, we can’t just kill people…tsk, too much trouble. Maybe we should just bury them all?”
She shook her head. “No, I have a family now. Cough cough, although I can’t just bury people now, letting them go like this is too easy on them—”
The next morning.
People heading to work early in the morning hadn’t gone far when they saw several naked men’s buttocks in front of them. Several middle-aged women screamed in unison, covering their faces in a V-shape,
“Damn, damn, those white chicken butts~”
“These two look familiar, aren’t they the thugs we see on the street every day? They look so fierce and strong, but their butts look smaller than mine!” ”
About the size of a needle, right? Oh my, oh my, I can’t look, I can’t look…”
Although they said this, their eyes were wide open as they covered their faces, and their heads were stretched out.
At this moment, people wearing red armbands arrived.
“In broad daylight, daring to act so promiscuously these past few days, take them all away.”
Xia Canglan watched as Xia Wenlan, who hadn’t even finished dressing, was dragged away by the men in red armbands. Many men around glanced at the young, naked body with furtive eyes.
Tsk tsk, who doesn’t love a beautiful woman?
Xia Canglan curled her lips into a smile. Perhaps she could change her habit of indiscriminately attacking people and killing them on the back. This method of killing without bloodshed, yet making her enemies wish they were dead, was more suitable for peacetime.
In a good mood, she strolled home and bumped into her mother, who was up preparing breakfast.
“Where did you go so early this morning, you little rascal? Are you hungry? Go wash up quickly, breakfast will be ready soon.”
“Hehe, Mom, I’m really hungry. I just watched a good show. I’ll share it with you later when Grandpa and Dad are up, so you can have a laugh too.”
She said as she went to wash up, her silly grin amusing her mother, who hadn’t seen her daughter’s lively expression in a long time. She shook her head. This girl—
“What??? Xia Zhaodi really did that in broad daylight with those thugs… cough cough—” Xia’s father was a little shocked.
Xia Canglan pouted, “Dad, what’s so surprising about that? Isn’t it normal for Xia Zhaodi to do something like that? If she wasn’t mentally unstable, why would she have said those things about me yesterday?”
Xia’s grandfather was the first to nod, “Indeed, Xia Zhaodi isn’t mentally stable. Lanlan, you shouldn’t have much contact with her in the future.”
Xia’s mother, being a woman, was more observant, “This Xia Zhaodi, she’s always copied everything from our Lanlan since she was little, whether it’s clothes or hair accessories, she wants everything Lanlan wears and takes, and now she’s even copying Lanlan’s name, it’s really—”
“If this is true, then there’s probably going to be a big commotion over there. Lanlan, you should stay away from her lately, I’m afraid she might do something crazy when she goes crazy.” Xia’s father worried.
And Xia’s father’s words were not without reason. Xia Wenlan, who woke up to find herself lying almost naked in front of a group of people from the G Committee, felt like she was going crazy.
However, Xia Canglan didn’t care about Xia Zhaodi’s self-inflicted trouble. If she dared to do it, she had to bear the consequences of failure.
She, Xia Canglan, a survivor of the apocalypse, wasn’t some easily bullied dough. If she was going to fight, she’d fight; if she was afraid, she’d just keep quiet.
After breakfast, Xia Canglan packed her things and went to the hospital with her father.
Her family started as a traditional Chinese medicine practice. From her grandfather’s retirement as a TCM doctor to her father becoming the deputy director of a hospital, and her mother being a full-time housewife, they had a son and a daughter, Xia Cangyun and Xia Canglan.
Her son, Xia Cangyun, was in the military and rarely home, while her daughter, Xia Canglan, inherited the medical skills, learning from her grandfather from a young age. Right after graduating high school, she became a nurse at a hospital in Beijing.
This was even before she was old enough; her family was afraid she would attract too much attention and resentment. Otherwise, she would be a doctor by now.
Moreover, besides her spatial ability, she also possessed healing powers; saving lives was a piece of cake for her.
However—
“Dad, are you about to have your evaluation? If you pass this evaluation, you can become the director, right?”
Xia’s father patted his daughter’s head. “Yes, but this time it’s not just your dad competing for this position; Dr. Rao is also competing.”
Dr. Rao?
That middle-aged simp who’s obsessed with romance in the future? Does someone like that even deserve to be the director?