Chapter 49 Changes
Looking at An Ran like this, she was anxious because of hunger. Although she was annoyed, she was actually ready to go to the fourth floor.
She had to go down to the fourth floor. After all, the fifth floor was full of newborns who just needed to be fed, but the fourth floor was the obstetrics department. Whether it was the mothers before or after birth, they had to keep up with the nutrition, otherwise how could the children have nutrition? So An Ran knew with her toes that there would be no shortage of food and drink for her on the floor below.
Her hair was disheveled, and the dirt on her face and hands made her look like a layer of black and red blood crust hanging on her exposed skin. Her clothes and pants in particular looked as if they had been bathed in blood.
At this moment, An Ran was sitting on the small bed, holding the withered flower basket, staring blankly at the Pink Snow Mountain in her hand. She was not quite clear about what had happened to her, but she vaguely felt that the resurrection of the Pink Snow Mountain might have something to do with her, so after running halfway, she turned back and picked up the flower basket and the Pink Snow Mountain.
Can she bring flowers back to life? An Ran put down the Pink Snow Mountain and took out a completely withered eustoma from the flower basket. Thinking of her hands, she tentatively called out, "Change, change, change!"
The dead lisianthus ignored her completely. Not to mention coming back to life, it didn't even lift a leaf! The withered flower hung its head, as if mocking An Ran's childishness.
There was a hint of shame on her old face. She put the eustoma and pink snow mountain in her hands together, rubbed her stomach which was aching from hunger, and fell on the single bed. She thought that she should take a quick nap while the baby and Chen Jiao's son were still asleep so that she could have enough energy to continue killing zombies on the fourth floor.
The pocket was already half full of diamonds, and some of them jumped out of the pocket with An Ran's movement and fell on the bed. An Ran picked them up weakly, held them in her palm, and slowly closed her eyes.
She had another dream. She dreamed that on the night of the blind date, Zhan Lian took her to eat roast chicken. It should be his first time to go out on a blind date with a girl, and he probably had never had any female friends before. The matchmaker who introduced them to the blind date did not give him any guidance. He ordered four roast chickens according to his appetite, two for himself and two for An Ran.
An Ran kept eating until she was full and her stomach was about to burst. The two roast chickens seemed barely touched, so An Ran started to cry. She felt that she might not be able to finish the two roast chickens in her lifetime, but Zhan Lian on the opposite side had already finished them.
He raised his head, frowned, and looked at An Ran with his dark eyes. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, put his rough fingertips on An Ran's face, wiped away An Ran's tears, and said:
"If you don't like me, there's no need to cry."
No, she was crying because she couldn't finish the roast chicken! An Ran didn't remember whether she said this or not. In her dream, she just cried. She just kept crying. After crying for a while, An Ran suddenly opened her eyes. She sat up suddenly. The baby and Chen Jiao's son were both crying. An Ran shook her confused head and raised her hand, throwing out a handful of white powder that looked like lime.
She raised her hands curiously and looked at her hands covered with white ash. Where did it come from? Then she woke up, picked up the baby in the baby carrier, lifted up the dirty clothes and started feeding. She took out the bottle of milk that she had prepared earlier and stuffed it into Chen Jiao's son's mouth.
(End of this chapter)