"You've been abandoned."
Jiang Shixue suddenly spoke with a piercing sharpness.
"Yes..."
Xu Xiaojun nodded, his eyes empty.
Jiang Shixue looked up at Wang Tao, her head filled with fragmented memories of him. She couldn't recall the specifics, but she knew it was Wang Tao who had saved her.
If not for Wang Tao, she would have been dead by now. She hadn't been abandoned.
Wang Tao felt Jiang Shixue's gaze and rubbed her hair, then turned to Xu Xiaojun and asked,
"Then how did you survive here?"
Xu Xiaojun closed his eyes, his face contorted in pain.
"At that time, many people died. Those three zombies seemed somewhat afraid of light; they didn't chase after us but ate the bodies of my companions instead. I ran in the chaos. I could have had the chance to escape... When I saw that the door was locked shut, I suppressed my discomfort and hid amongst the flesh and blood... Perhaps it was because I was covered in the scent of meat and blood, the zombies didn't notice me..."
