The sunlight in the winter morning was mild, but when Nan Muran woke up and looked at Si Ye beside her pillow, she felt very warm.
Reach out and touch his eyebrows with your fingers. He really has an irresistible face, with towering brow arches and a humpback nose, full lips with petal-shaped bead, perfect midface length-width ratio, jaw width, pterygium angle, ideal philtrum and chin ratio, and the whole facial clarity is like a special effect.
As an art student, I have always been sensitive to people's appearance data, and I couldn't find any fault with it.
If this face is matched with his thin muscular body with broad shoulders and narrow waist, plus his perfect height of 1.9 meters, if he were to enter the entertainment industry, I'm afraid he would be able to make it out of Asia and into the world.
"It looks good?" There was a hidden smile in Si Ye's voice.
Nan Muran nodded: "From an art student's perspective, it's perfect."
Si Ye smiled and pulled her into his arms, covering her with a blanket to prevent her from catching a cold: "Wake up?"
Nan Muran shook her head: "I'll get up if you stay a little longer."
"Si Ye, can you remember when we first met?"
“I don’t remember clearly, but I vaguely remember that you were a cold and heartless little bald guy at that time.
And I was like a zombie.”
Nan Muran sighed softly: "Yes."
Si Ye's memory was incomplete, mostly just some fragments or images, so Nan Muran helped him fill it in.
The two of them lay on the bed facing each other and chatting. The hardships they had experienced in the past had now become experiences that they could recount with a smile.
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted their conversation.
"It should be the eagle. It's probably anxious."
"Get up." Nan Muran stretched lazily.
Si Ye helped it up.
We had already talked about this before we parted last night, and today we were heading to the Eagle's hometown.
When they packed up to leave, they found out that Han Yingting and his team had left overnight.
"Sister, I..." Liu Mei looked at Nan Muran who was about to leave and was hesitant to speak.
Nan Muran frowned slightly: "You want to see the tree man?"
"I just want to ask you, back then it..." Thinking of the torture and humiliation she had suffered, Liu Mei was unwilling to be so confused.
Hearing her say this, Nan Muran understood instantly and thought for a moment: "It's almost eleven o'clock, let's finish lunch and leave."
The eagle's pupils dilated slightly, which meant that it wanted to eat for free in broad daylight.
Hearing her say this, Liu Mei smiled and said, "This meal is on my sister's behalf."
"That's exactly what I meant." Nan Muran had no intention of being polite.
But in the end, Si Ye and his companions stayed in the hall, while Nan Muran and Liu Mei went into a private room on the side.
Looking at the table full of meat, vegetables, fruits, rice and noodles, Nan Muran couldn't help but be curious: "It seems like your hotel has everything."
"As long as I don't leave this hotel, I will have an inexhaustible supply of food. It is automatically replenished every day. As for why, I can't explain it clearly." Liu Mei said frankly.
Having seen a lot of strange things since the end of the world, Nan Muran didn't ask many questions.
"Sister, Huaifeng said that the tree man..."
Nan Muran put down his chopsticks and looked at her quietly: "Do you really believe what he said, that it was the mutant plants that insulted and hurt you?"
Liu Mei felt a sharp pain in her heart and tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Even if plants have mutated, they are still pure and simple. It is difficult for them to even have human emotions. It is even more impossible for them to bully someone at will." Nan Muran continued, leaving her no wiggle room.
Liu Mei, who was originally in tears, suddenly laughed, a heart-wrenching laugh: "Actually, I thought about it, but I just don't want to believe that Huai Feng would treat me like that.
Ten years of friendship."
Nan Muran knew that she needed to vent, so she ate quietly and waited for her next words.
“I need these men in the hotel, and I am entangled with them, but what I really need is a steady supply of semen and embryos.
To sustain our current life.”
Nan Muran suddenly paused and put down her chopsticks in disbelief: "Is it you who needs it or Yongye who needs it?"
"Yongye needs my embryo to nourish him. Only when Yongye is alive can I get everything I have now. I can't watch Huaifeng drift into the forest and be completely swallowed by the big tree.
I can't stand the suffering of the end of the world. I can only live here in filth, and let him live." Liu Mei took a big sip of wine and narrated bitterly and helplessly.
Nan Muran continued to eat the food on the plate without saying anything. Survival in the apocalypse was difficult for everyone, and she had no right to judge other people's choices at will.
"Do you also think that I'm a dirty person?" Liu Mei looked at Nan Muran, and her always charming and proud eyes now showed a hint of cowardice.
“Before the end of the world, everyone had a hard life, let alone now.
Being alive is good enough, as for what means and attitude you use to live, it is not that important." Nan Muran said lightly.
It was the first time that Liu Mei met someone who faced her actions so nonchalantly, without criticism, blame or approval.
But it was this attitude that instantly relieved all the entanglements in her heart.
"Can Yongye move around?" Nan Muran suddenly asked.
"Yes." Liu Mei answered subconsciously.
“Don’t keep yourself trapped here.
Go wherever you want, anyway you have food and drink and a handsome guy to sleep with, it's a good life, isn't it good?" Nan Muran looked at Liu Mei teasingly.
Liu Mei's original loneliness and unbearableness were swept away by her words, and she burst into laughter: "Since you are so sweet, I will also pack your dry food."
"Don't pack dry food, you're a good cook, make me some more ready-made meals.
If you need anything, I can pay you for your meal." Nan Muran is not the kind of person who will let others suffer.
Liu Mei looked at Nan Muran: "I don't need anything else. I just want some skin care products and some clean and nice new clothes."
Nan Muran laughed: "This is not that simple."
With a wave of his hand, several complete sets of products from international first-line brands appeared on the table.
Liu Mei was stunned: "You are a space-related ability user? That's amazing."
"It can be considered as being Allah's lamp for you once."
"You are so generous, sister. Don't worry, I will ask the kitchen to cook all the ingredients we can get today for you." Liu Mei smiled happily, and all her emotions disappeared.
Nan Muran took out a lot of clothes for her, even the matching jewelry and high heels.
Liu Mei looked at everything in front of her and couldn't let it go. She was so natural and generous.
The kitchen of Yongye Hotel.
Nan Muran looked at the 200 meals that the chef had packed, and her eyebrows jumped. What was the most precious thing in the end times? Food. She exchanged a bunch of ineffective skin care products and clothes for so much food, and she made a fortune: "Since you are so generous, I won't be polite."
Watching her take away all the food, Liu Mei smiled gently: "I've made up my mind, I'll go to the Lan City base to settle down."
Nan Muran didn't say much. They were just casual acquaintances, and because they were women, they felt a little more sympathy for each other, so they helped each other.
But that's all, there's no need to get too involved with each other.
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