Seeming to discern Ling Mo's confusion, Xia Na explained: "Both of my personalities have been retained, but human thinking and zombie thinking really can't fully merge."
"Can't merge? Does that mean... devoured?"
Ling Mo tensed up again; everything he had done was originally to prevent this situation from arising.
Perhaps the mutated Xia Na wouldn't understand this feeling, but Ling Mo always felt that if it were Xia Na before the infection, she definitely couldn't accept suddenly losing a part of herself.
To protect them to the greatest extent possible, Ling Mo felt this was what a man should do for his woman.
Through Ling Mo's anxious eyes, Xia Na shook her head: "Not devoured, it's more like they exist in the same sphere of consciousness, there's no feeling of division, but also not a complete fusion. If I have to describe it, it might be a coexistence kind of relationship. They won't bicker anymore, and in my head, there are no longer two voices."
