Buildings collapsed one after another. Dust filled the air, and some people were suffocated to death alive.
Lin Shuangshuang covered her mouth and nose with her collar and kept running with her head down. This was the city center—densely packed with buildings and skyscrapers.
Running into an earthquake like this was pure bad luck.
It took her a long time to escape this area. Thankfully, the rain had stopped by now, but the streets were covered in pooled water, rocks, mud, and even blood, flesh, and gore. It was filthy. Her pant legs were completely soaked.
Sticky and gross.
She didn’t know how long she had been running.
Out of breath and exhausted, she finally reached a main road where a second wave of evacuation vehicles had begun to pass—cars carrying entire families.
Lin Shuangshuang stood on a stone pedestal outside a hotel, hugging a streetlamp, watching zombies and mutated creatures swarm past beneath her feet.
She needed a moment.
She lost her memory several more times along the way. After checking her memo, she realized her memory now only lasted about seven seconds. Every time it refreshed, she had to run again.
Luckily, she wasn’t stupid and reacted quickly. If she were even a little slower, she would’ve been trampled to death by zombies and mutated beasts while still thinking things through.
“Beep beep!”
A bus passed by—filled with survivors. No, it was actually a whole bus full of zombies.
Twisted faces pressed against the windows.
Lin Shuangshuang froze slightly, stunned as she stared at the bus full of zombies. Then another traffic accident happened nearby, and the screeching of brakes rang out nonstop.
Buildings were collapsing, the ground was shaking, cars were crashing—the world was falling apart.
Soon, even her current location was no longer safe. She had no choice but to keep running.
Even with her strong physical condition, Lin Shuangshuang felt like an overworked beast at this moment, exhausted to the point of rolling her eyes.
Then—
A car passed her by, then suddenly reversed and pulled up beside her.
“Click.”
The door opened.
An arm reached out and grabbed her, pulling her into the vehicle.
The door slammed shut the next second.
Zombies outside, now exposed to the scent of living flesh, went into a frenzy and instinctively clawed at the car.
“Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Step on it, Old Gao, floor the gas!”“Shut up!! I am!!”
The driver and front passenger were shouting in panic.
A girl with long hair in the middle row threw out several stink-bomb-like objects, forcing the zombies to stagger back.
“Damn, Brother Zhao, this thing actually works! It really repels zombies!” she exclaimed.
Though the range was a bit small.
Lin Shuangshuang stayed extremely alert. Just as she was about to go on the defensive, her expression turned cold—
Then she turned and saw a familiar face.
Instantly, she went still.
Her fierce expression froze halfway, then broke into a bright smile.
Her eyes lit up with pure joy.
She lunged forward and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, pressing her face against his, happily bubbling over as she murmured, “Huo Ling.”
Her happiness was genuine. From the bottom of her heart, she was happy. It was Huo Ling—Huo Ling.
Who was Huo Ling? It didn’t matter. He was Huo Ling.
She couldn’t help but nuzzle him.
Huo Ling remained cold and expressionless. He didn’t respond. He only looked down at her, his gaze complicated, and the atmosphere in the car instantly dropped to freezing.
The three people in the front immediately went silent. Not a single word dared to come out.
They exchanged looks but kept their mouths shut, though their ears were clearly still pricked up, dying to listen in.
Because before coming to find this violent girl, their “boss” had said it clearly—this was his ex-girlfriend.
Ex-girlfriend!!
A shocking revelation.
A silent, stoic big boss… actually had a “white moonlight” first love.
According to the boss’s close friend, this so-called white moonlight had broken up with him in an extremely abrupt way—
She even disappeared completely.
It drove the boss nearly insane. And honestly, he wasn’t far from it even now.
The three teammates were cautious on the surface, but internally they were burning with curiosity.
Too bad the boss wouldn’t let them watch.
Huo Ling pressed a divider button, separating the back seat from the front. The car was well soundproofed.
The three could only let out a disappointed “tch.”
Silence returned inside the car.
Lin Shuangshuang clung to Huo Ling affectionately. After hugging enough, she wasn’t satisfied and even kissed him.
Yes—directly kissing him, repeatedly at the corner of his lips.
Like she couldn’t get enough of him.
Huo Ling’s eyes darkened with a killing intent so intense it could freeze someone in place. He clenched his jaw, barely restraining the urge to tear her apart.
Six years.
She had disappeared for six whole years. The time she was gone was as long as the time they had known each other.
And now she had the nerve to cling to him like nothing happened? Acting spoiled like before?
His hand tightened around her waist, his gaze turning colder and more dangerous.
“Done kissing yet?” he asked coldly, pushing her away slightly.
Lin Shuangshuang froze. A sharp pain suddenly pierced her chest, spreading outward like needles. It hurt—really hurt.
She looked into his eyes and hesitated, about to speak—
Then her pupils trembled.
And she forgot again.
The moment she focused, it was Huo Ling again.
Her face brightened instantly.
“Huo Ling!!”
She tried to pounce on him again.
Huo Ling was caught off guard and got kissed again.
……
???
What the hell??
It felt like punching cotton—completely powerless.
His stiff expression almost cracked as he grabbed the back of her collar and said coldly, “Still not done acting? After so many years, your acting skills have improved a lot. Why didn’t you go into the entertainment industry? You’d definitely win Best Actress.”
Lin Shuangshuang blinked at him blankly, eyes pure and clear—only him in her vision.
“Huo Ling! Huo Ling!”
She was genuinely happy.
Huo Ling was stunned, then annoyed. “Stop this act.”
But every seven seconds, she reset again—like a broken film looping over and over.
Eventually, Huo Ling couldn’t even stay angry.
He understood now—something was really wrong with her.
So when she leaned in again and called his name, he didn’t push her away this time.
He only looked down at the top of her head.
His favorite person used to have curly hair. When it tangled and she couldn’t comb it out, she would get sulky and pout.
Usually, he would help her fix it—braid it, or tie it into a bun.
Then she would smile again and hug him, saying brightly:
“Huo Ling is the best.”
But that was six years ago.
Six whole years—with no trace of her.
Huo Ling’s hands trembled slightly as he forced himself to breathe steadily.
Even though they had met again… she seemed incapable of answering him anymore.
He truly didn’t understand.
Why would someone who said she loved him one day suddenly say she didn’t the next—and then disappear completely from his world?
He didn’t understand.