Especially in the second half of the night, when she slept on a cold bed, she felt like she was about to freeze to death.
She was strong and gritted her teeth and persevered. She couldn't die, she must not die.
Yu Mo felt that he was almost stupid because of being locked up here, and he was almost moldy. The only thing he could do every day was lie on the bed and wait for people to deliver food. The most he did was to look up at the sky. He felt completely like
Like a living dead.
There is no entertainment, no freedom, and not even a little fresh air. I can only move around in this few dozen square meters.
No, she must not sit back and wait for death like this anymore. She cannot wait here until she dies of old age.
Not to mention that there was a chance for her to escape. Even contacting the outside world was difficult. Yu Mo really didn't know what kind of ghost place she was in now.
The most depressing thing is that the man who brings her meals every day doesn't even say a word to her. He just finishes delivering the meals, drops two words, and walks away.
While Yumo was planning a big escape operation, a miracle happened.
Today, the same man in black who brought her meals every day appeared in the hut on time during breakfast.
Only this time, he no longer delivered the meal and left.
He didn't put the rice on the ground, he held it with one hand and handed it to Yu Mo. There was a shocking scar on his face, and Yu Mo couldn't help but feel a little scared when he looked at it.
"Eat." The man spoke, his tone was the same as usual, but he stood at the door.
Yu Mo took the meal and looked at the man in front of him with a strange look. What happened to him today? Why didn't he leave after delivering the meal?
The man stood up straight like a welcoming pine tree, his eyes always looking at the bowl in Yu Mo's hand, without any expression on his face.
Yumo couldn't figure out what his series of abnormal behaviors were? What was he thinking?
Yu Mo followed the bowl in his hand and looked into the man's eyes, then followed his gaze back to his own bowl.
Why does he keep staring at his bowl? Is it possible that there is poison in this bowl?
Yu Mo couldn't help but shudder when she thought of this. No wonder he was so abnormal. Could this be her last breakfast?
It was terrifying just thinking about it. Under his strange gaze, Yu Mo was really not in the mood to eat, even though she was actually very hungry.
Yu Mo couldn't help but swallowed nervously.
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Yuqi is in a bad mood today, and she can’t write novels well enough. That’s all for today, eh~