The heat rises.

Xiaobai was wandering in front of Jingyuan, but it did not welcome Tang Xue, but barked at Tang Xue with a grin.

The generator rumbling, and the bright lights illuminated the room. It was magnificent, neat and clean, and the decoration was rich and beautiful. Except for the two pieces of shit on the ground, it was even more luxurious than ordinary villas, and all the decorations were

, including curtains, are spotless.

When Jingyuan came to the basement alone, he was carrying two baskets in his hand. One basket contained his frozen vegetables, potatoes, radishes, lettuce, and dried persimmon cakes. The other basket was sausage.

and bacon.

He carried Tang Xue to the sofa, came to the stove, cut the vegetables into pieces, and threw them into boiled water.

He found out the leftover rice he had eaten a few days ago, cooked oil in the pan, and made a plate of bacon and sausage fried rice with amid the aroma of oil and the sound of oil.

He scooped two bowls of vegetable soup, locked Xiaobai into another room, sat on a soft pier, sat opposite Tang Xue, and ate alone and drank the soup alone.

One of the two bowls of vegetable soup was placed in front of Tang Xue, and the air was emitting white air.

Tang Xue struggled to support herself and climbed up. She fell from the sofa. Jing Yuan ignored her. She slowly moved her hands and feet. It took a few minutes to sit on the sofa.

.

The pair of frozen red hands held the vegetable soup, trembling, and a lot of the soup spilled down.

She couldn't see her expression clearly under her loose hair, so she just held the bowl to her mouth and drank it gulp.

No one spoke, and only swallowing could be heard in the room.

Kyoto took the pot to the table and used a spoon to scoop new soup for the empty bowl.

"Mr. Kyotomoto. Do you believe in fairy tales?"

"believe."

"Then I believe it, too."

"Um."
Chapter completed!