Chapter 97 A suicide note
The desserts in Han Ying's space talisman were all purchased from the store. The quantity was not too large, only filling up two space talismans.
So she thought she should make more.
Han Ying made tiramisu yesterday and today she plans to make towel rolls in several different flavors.
Make some mango, durian, strawberry, taro paste, cocoa, Oreo, blueberry, and honey beans.
The skin of the towel roll is very important, and you can also have a few more flavors, such as matcha, chocolate, and original!
Han Ying took out three non-stick pans and made the towel roll skins at the same time.
The first few pictures didn't look very good, but Han Ying soon got the hang of it and each one was done quite evenly.
The weather is still quite cold now, so after making all the rolls and letting them cool down, Han Ying directly put them all into the space.
Wait until the cream and fruits are ready before taking them out and starting.
By the evening, Han Ying had finished making all the rolls, about forty of each flavor, and felt a great sense of accomplishment!
Leaving one mango flavored one, Han Ying put all the others into the space symbol so that she could take them out whenever she wanted to eat them.
Han Ying had just finished eating half of the towel roll when Tangyuan, who was curled up at her feet watching a variety show, suddenly jumped off the sofa and ran straight to the door.
Then there was a sound of kicking on the door and cursing outside.
"Han Ying! Get out here! You are a jinx. It's not enough that you killed your parents, now you want to kill us! Get out here!"
Woof woof!
Damn it, I didn’t bite you to death last time, how dare you come here now?
Hearing the barking of a dog inside the door, Wang Jianye, who was originally cursing, clenched the bitten finger in fear.
Hearing the noise outside, Han Ying, who was already in a good mood while eating dessert, felt even better.
Han Ying could still hear Wang Jianye's voice outside.
He was beaten like that by me, and was still dragging his broken hands and ribs, yet he came to me in such a rage when the poisonous fog was everywhere.
That can only mean one thing!
Something life-threatening must have happened in his family.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have come out to curse her when he knew the fog outside was poisonous.
Han Ying opened the two security doors and ignored the cursing outside.
Through the peephole, Han Ying saw that Wang Jianye had a number of blue rashes the size of fingernails on his face.
Judging from the size of this rash, I'm afraid it will soon become ulcerated.
Han Ying didn't want to waste any time on a dying man.
Let him enjoy the despair for the next few days!
Let him watch his skin fester and ooze pus bit by bit, and finally die in madness!
Isn't this more satisfying than killing him with a knife myself?
As for whether he would feel regretful that the result was not achieved by himself.
Han Ying said that it would be better to give him a quick death than to kill him herself.
She would rather see Wang Jianye die miserably and disgustingly.
I just don’t know if only Wang Jianye was infected, or if his entire family was infected.
"Han Ying, you bitch, you are the evil star that brings down your father and mother. Get out here. It's all your fault. I won't kill you today..."
There was constant sound of cursing and kicking on the door outside.
But Han Ying turned a deaf ear to her. As he was a dying man, what did it matter if she let him satiate his urge to talk? He couldn't get in anyway.
If he hadn't been infected today, Han Ying would have definitely gone out and beaten him up again.
But this person has been infected and will not live long, which is disgusting to look at.
Han Ying said she didn't have the time to bother with a dying person.
After closing the security door, Han Ying took out her mobile phone and sent a message in the small group of Building 9.
【@Lu Huasheng Wang Jianye and his family on the 18th floor have been infected with the virus. The building manager should verify it as soon as possible and take them to quarantine! 】
After seeing the message being sent successfully after being circulated several times, Han Ying continued to eat her towel roll.
Suddenly she felt that the remaining half of the towel roll seemed to taste better. Why?
In the small group of Building 9, many people saw the message sent by Han Ying.
Most people lamented in their hearts how heartless and cold-blooded Han Ying was. After all, they were relatives.
But although these people thought so in their hearts, they did not dare to say it out loud.
After all, Han Ying could treat even her own relatives like this, let alone irrelevant people like them?
The screams of Wang Jianye's family in the corridor on the 27th floor that day still seem to be ringing in my ears.
Who would dare to offend Han Ying at this time?
When Lu Huasheng saw the message @himself, his face turned dark.
Verify what?
The poisonous fog outside is so thick that even if he bought protective clothing and masks, he wouldn't dare go out unless it was necessary!
Just report Wang Jianye’s name directly!
As for whether his family members have been infected, the medical staff who come to pick them up will naturally verify it.
After finishing the towel roll, Han Ying did not eat dinner immediately.
She sat on the sofa, holding Tangyuan and resting her head on it for a long time.
Finally, a box was taken out from the space symbol.
This box was put into the space when she returned home after her rebirth, and it contained all the relics of her parents.
She has never opened the box since she put it away.
But today Han Ying couldn't help but take out the box.
A star of misfortune?
Unlucky for both father and mother?
As an upright young man who grew up under the red flag, Han Ying disdains such rhetoric.
If she had heard these words before the end of the world, even if she didn't believe them, she would still feel sad.
But now, as someone who has died once, there is nothing that he cannot bear!
Even though her rebirth was a little weird, she still didn't believe those statements.
Han Ying couldn't blame anyone for her parents' death. Maybe it wasn't a bad thing that her parents died before the end of the world.
Han Ying has always believed that the best relief for people in the last days is death!
Isn't it easy to die?
The hardest thing is to survive.
Han Ying opened the box, took out the two photo albums inside, and flipped through them casually.
Inside are all the photos of their family of three over the past decade.
In every photo, Han Ying saw only the word "happiness".
She misses her parents.
My parents are very loving.
Even in the first few years of their marriage, when their father was devoted to his creative work, he had little income.
But Han Ying never heard her mother complain. Instead, she always encouraged her father, saying that he was talented and that gold would always shine.
She closed the photo album and put it back into the box. Then Han Ying took out one album after another from the box.
These are some of Dad’s daily paintings and manuscripts, and of course there are also the doodles that Han Ying made on Dad’s paintings when she was a child.
Even though she added unnecessary details to her father's work, her father never scolded her. Instead, he praised her for her talent.
It was also from that time that she started learning to paint under the guidance of her father.
I was flipping through picture albums, and then a letter fell out of them.
When she saw the letter, Han Ying couldn't hold back her tears.
With a plop, the tears fell directly onto the envelope, creating a splash of water.
This is a suicide note.
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