Being able to hold out this long was already pretty impressive.
"You've... been reborn, too."
Before going into the bathhouse, I stood at the entrance and looked at the four children.
"To be honest, I'm not very good at coming up with names. I'll name you after myself..."
As I spoke, I raised a finger and pointed at the oldest girl, who looked about seventeen or eighteen.
"You're Mo Buhen."
Then I pointed at the quiet boy.
"You're Mo Buleng."
Next, I pointed at the ten-year-old boy, who was as wild as a stray dog.
"You're Mo Bukuan."
Finally, I pointed at Mengmeng.
"And you'll still... be called Mengmeng. That's settled."
All four children nodded. Then Mengmeng came over and grabbed my index finger.
"Okay, that's settled. Go take a bath. Buleng, Bukuan, you two can scrub each other's backs. Buhen, Mengmeng, come in with me.
"The men's bathhouse is over there. You've got your clean clothes, right?"
I watched as each of the four children picked up their clothes and showed them to me. Only then did I nod.
"Go on in."
With that, I headed for the women's bathhouse, while they turned and walked toward the men's.
There was nothing wrong with taking a bath. It was just that seeing the wounds on the girl and the little one made my heart ache a little.
I just didn't understand. We were all human. Did the virus really make this necessary?
Those four weren't Zombies. Was there any need to treat them like that?
I washed Mengmeng first, then let her soak in the tub. Fortunately, the water here was clean, and the people who had evacuated had done so in such a hurry that they hadn't turned off the power.
The water was just the right temperature. I