I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 236 - 234: The Obsession Recorded in Memory_1

Chapter 236: Chapter 234: The Obsession Recorded in Memory_1

The environment in this memory was all blurred, pale white. Only that face, the girl’s face, was the only clear thing in this memory!

After recalling this memory, Tang Ye already knew whose memory it was. It was Li Henian’s, Li Qingtian’s younger brother.

"Is it because of the Evolution Crystal?"

Tang Ye murmured to himself, his voice no longer carrying its usual coldness, but instead calm. Within this calmness was a bit of warmth. This memory was beautiful, making Tang Ye feel a bit of longing. Didn’t he have any beautiful memories?

"Do I have? Maybe, but... I can’t remember?"

Tang Ye was dazed, not knowing why Li Qingtian’s figure came to mind, inciting a sudden urge in him to find her, but he suppressed it.

"Go to hell!"

A burst of killing intent surged but quickly faded away. Tang Ye found himself being dominated by Li Henian’s memory. The zombie being controlled by the controller was due to a deep fixation on the controller, which made the zombie unable to hurt him.

The memories that Tang Ye received were certainly more than just this. There was another one which Tang Ye was afraid of, he dared not recall it, it wasn’t his memory!

He didn’t want to become a zombie controlled by anyone!

He didn’t know what kind of obsession Li Henian had with his sister, but Tang Ye could feel it, even though these two memories weren’t much.

He tried to control himself from thinking, but Tang Ye couldn’t help but remember it.

The second memory seemed to be hiding somewhere in the house, the surrounding environment was still blurry and white, but Tang Ye knew this was Li Henian’s house!

"I" hid most of my body behind the wall. Next to me was a desk, with unfinished homework on it, and a violently snapped pen.

Blood was flowing on his hand. Apparently, it was his own pen that broke. His eyes in the memory kept staring at the front. A woman was constantly berating Li Qingtian, pointing and poking at Li Qingtian’s forehead over and over again.

The Li Qingtian in this memory was not the young girl of thirteen or fourteen from the previous memory, but a sixteen-year-old girl with a touch of youthfulness.

"What did you make your brother do?"

"I only..."

"Are you still arguing? If it wasn’t for you, how could Henian do such a thing? Do you know how much trouble you have caused us? Henian is so well-behaved, he wouldn’t dare to scratch someone’s car for no reason! It’s all your fault!"

"I..."

Li Qingtian looked dejected. She glanced over here slightly, but quickly lowered her head.

"Well, now your brother doesn’t do his homework and even dares to lose temper at me? Who am I? I am your mother! I raised both of you with urine and shit! Look what Henian dares now do! He never dared to do it before!"

Li Qingtian in the memory didn’t retort. She sighed softly and was filled with endless worries. Her hands were restlessly toying with the edge of her clothes.

Li Henian in the memory was very flustered. He wanted to go out and explain, but was too fearful and had never taken a step.

The woman kept nagging, her finger poking harder at Li Qingtian’s forehead.

"I tell you, you listen to me! From today on..."

Creak...

Just then, a man walked in. His face was gloomy, but as he stepped over the threshold, the gloom on his face instantly turned into anger.

"Husband, what happened, what did Old Dong Lan’s family say?"

"What else would they say? Of course to compensate! How can we afford that car worth millions?"

The woman’s face turned pale, not knowing what to say.

"How could our good boy Henian scratch someone’s car? Surely someone else made him do it. Qingtian, come here!"

At the mention of this, Li Qingtian walked over with her head lowered. The "I" in the memory also took the opportunity to hide his entire body behind the wall. It seemed as if "I" was expecting something to happen, slipped onto the bed, pulled the quilt over his body and held it tight.

From time to time, voices from the outside came in, Li Henian didn’t catch it, neither did Tang Ye.

Suddenly, the man’s voice roared like a ferocious beast, followed by the sound of things being smashed.

After a while, the quilt was pulled open by the woman from before, probably Li Henian’s mother. The quilt was lifted to reveal the images of mother and father standing together, but Li Qingtian was nowhere to be found.

"I" stared at them fearfully, dare not to speak.

"Henian, tell your father, did your sister ask you to do it?"

"I" stared blankly at the man, speechless for a long time. "I" knew it wasn’t like this, but just as he was about to speak, the man again interrupted.

"Henian, you have to tell the truth, otherwise, you see how I will punish you!"

"I" was scared on hearing this. After looking around hesitantly, he finally uttered a very guilty sentence.

"Um, it was...it was my sister who asked me to do it. Originally...I didn’t want to, but it was my sister..."

"That’s enough, that’s enough. Henian, you should do your homework. Study hard and go far in life from now on!"

"Um.."

"I" responded and the man and woman exited the room. Watching them leave, "I" grew worried again and snuck a peek from behind the wall.

"I" saw a gruesome scene.

Tang Ye watched as the man pulled out his belt, using all his strength to thrash Li Qingtian. The "snap! snap! snap!" of the belt seemed to tear human flesh. "I" in the memory was too frightened to watch, but ended up forcing himself to see.

Li Qingtian curled up, not defending herself, not making a sound, silently enduring this domestic violence.

No one knew how much time had passed before the man, seeming to be exhausted, slumped onto the sofa, tossing the belt aside. He left the bloodied Li Qingtian curled up, motionless, not knowing if she was alive or dead.

"I" could not bear to watch, he withdrew his head, shivered, picked up his broken pen but couldn’t write with it anymore, he needed to replace it. He opened his multifunctional pencil case, and in the small mirror on top...

Li Henian saw himself with a white bandage on his head.

He didn’t care about his sister’s condition, quickly replaced with a new pen, moved his homework aside, then a small notebook appeared in front of him. His hand rapidly flipped through it.

The notebook had many pages written, as he flipped through, he finally reached the last page which recorded many things. Now, there was only one page left.

He picked up his pen and wrote:

[Today, my sister was beaten by mom and dad again. Today, dad hit hard. I don’t know what to do. It’s clear that it’s not my sister’s fault, but I don’t dare to speak out. I’m afraid dad will hit me.]

[My sister seems to have been beaten to death. She was bleeding all over her body and not moving. But I didn’t want my sister to die, she was good to me. I failed her.]

[If possible, I would kill mom and dad, and only listen to my sister.]

The notebook seemed to have never been opened again.