Then, is there really...
It has been a while since the end of the world came. Signals were interrupted, order collapsed, and this luxurious villa became an isolated island.
The reason why the servants in the villa still maintained outward respect and obeyed her orders was not only because of the original owner's past prestige, but also because they were all waiting.
Waiting for her father, who is said to be extremely powerful and possesses great strength, to come to the rescue.
The original owner has also been waiting.
After all, he was a legendary figure whose stomping of feet could make the entire base shake.
What a pity.
In the ending of the book, her so-called father did not wait for her, and the original owner was easily solved by the male protagonist at the beginning of the story.
“Knock, knock.”
There was a knock on the door, followed by Aunt Zhang’s respectful voice: “Miss, the food is ready.”
Su Wan let go of the curtains, adjusted her breathing, walked to the door and unlocked it.
Aunt Zhang stood at the door holding a tray. On the tray were a bottle of water, eggs, milk, and porridge. It was a little richer than what she had taken down before.
"Miss, do you want to send it down now?" Aunt Zhang lowered her head, but her eyes swept over the sportswear Su Wan had changed into inconspicuously. What happened to the young lady? Her dressing style changed completely.
"Give it to me." Su Wan took the tray and said calmly, "I'll go by myself."
Aunt Zhang paused for a moment, raised her head, and showed a hint of hesitation on her face: "Miss, the basement... should we let the servants take it? You..."
"No need." Su Wan interrupted her, her voice a little colder, with an unquestionable command tone, "I'll go by myself."
She needed to personally confirm Lu Shiyan's condition, and also needed to... continue to act well in this scene.
A complex emotion flashed in Zhang Ma's eyes, but she finally lowered her eyes: "Yes, Miss."
Su Wan carried the tray and turned to walk towards the stairs. She changed her high heels into sneakers, and her footsteps became much lighter as she went downstairs. The closer she got to the basement, the stronger the smell of blood and despair became.
It was dead silent inside.
She pushed the door open.
The light poured in again, illuminating a corner of the cell.
Lu Shiyan still maintained his previous posture, sitting against the wall, bound by iron chains. He closed his eyes, the scars on his face looked even more hideous under the light, his chest rose and fell slightly, and his breathing seemed to be more stable than before.
The water bottle was still lying on the ground, and the spilled water had seeped into the dirty ground.
He did not touch the water and bread she had left behind.
Su Wan's heart sank.
She carried the tray and walked in carefully, placing the tray in the previous position, not too far from Lu Shiyan.
"I brought you food... " Her voice was still a little tense, "and water."
Lu Shiyan did not open his eyes and did not react at all, as if he was a lifeless sculpture.
Su Wan stood there and looked at him.
He seemed... asleep? Or was he just resting his eyes?
His eyelashes were very long, casting a faint shadow on his pale lower eyelids. If it weren't for the scars all over his body and the sinister aura emanating from him, this would have been an extremely handsome face.
Su Wan didn't dare to get too close.
She just stood there quietly, observing his reaction.
Time passes by every second.
The only sounds in the cell were her own nervous heartbeat and Lu Shiyan's almost inaudible breathing.
He never moved.
Su Wan hesitated.
Should she say something?
For example, emphasize the word "child" again?
No, it can't. The more you talk, the more mistakes you make.
Over-emphasizing will make you appear guilty.
What she had to do now was to let him see her "attitude".
A contradictory attitude... of being afraid of him, yet having to "take care" of him.
"You...eat something first." Su Wan said again, in a very light voice, "recover some strength."
After saying this, she did not stop and slowly, step by step, walked out of the cell.
The moment she turned around and closed the door, Lu Shiyan, who had kept his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.
There was no trace of sleepiness in those dark eyes, only an icy, bottomless pool.
His eyes fell on the disappearing figure at the door, and then slowly moved to the food and water on the tray not far away.
Clear porridge, eggs, chicken soup and milk.
His Adam's apple rolled ever so slightly. The hunger was like a flame, burning his stomach. His body was thirsty because of the long period of weakness and torture.
But he didn't move.
His gaze once again turned to the tightly closed door, his eyes filled with thick hatred and... a hint of extremely obscure complex emotions that even he himself was unwilling to admit.
Pregnant?
That woman...
Lu Shiyan pulled the corner of his mouth and revealed a cold and sarcastic smile.
How could he possibly believe such a ridiculous lie.
Must be a new trick.
Use food to lure him? Or use that imaginary "child" to shake him?
ridiculous.
He closed his eyes and shook off the figure in his mind who was wearing a white dress, with a pale face and fear and determination in her eyes.
He just had to wait.
Waiting for the increasingly clear and uncontrollable power in the body to completely erupt.
Until then, these chains, this cell, and that woman...
He will crush all of this, along with all the humiliation he has endured, with his own hands!
It was dinner time. Aunt Zhang brought dinner to her door, still with a respectful but inquiring look.
"My lady, your dinner."
"Put it at the door." Su Wan responded through the door panel without opening it.
There was silence outside the door for a moment, and then there was the sound of a tray being placed on the ground and the footsteps of Aunt Zhang leaving.
A thick steak, at least 70% done, looks good. Next to it is a bowl of vegetable salad, with glittering sauce hanging on the green leaves. There is also a small plate of cut fruits, with a rich variety and bright colors.
In the end times, the outside world may have become a living hell.
Energy! Physical strength! This is the basis for survival!
She picked up the knife and fork and cut a large piece of steak without hesitation.
Only by filling your stomach can you have the strength to live!
The sky outside the window darkened completely, and the thick darkness covered the entire world like a huge curtain.
On the night of the end of the world, there was no bright lights from the city, only deathly silence, and the occasional roars of unknown creatures added to the horror.
The villa was unusually quiet and the servants were asleep.
Su Wan stood up and checked the doors and windows.
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