Lu Danggui lifted the water tank, and luckily, there was still half a tank of water left in this safe house.
She put her hands in the water tank for a while, then scooped up some water, drank it, and used it to wash her face.
Lu Dangui hadn't forgotten Xia Chuhe; she handed Xia Chuhe some water: "Drink."
Xia Chuhe, who witnessed this scene: ...She doesn't necessarily have to drink this water.
Xia Chuhe looked up and was surprised to find that Lu Dangui was actually a very beautiful girl, and... she looked strangely familiar.
Although her cheeks were thin and somewhat sunken, her features were exquisite and bright, and her face was clean, a completely different color from her arms.
If she added a belt to her linen shirt, she would definitely look like a sophisticated, artistic goddess.
Xia Chuhe sighed, took the water, but didn't drink it; he just wiped his face.
A person obsessed with looks can't completely refuse a beautiful woman's request.
Xia Chuhe wiped his face and spoke calmly.
"I really bring bad luck to people."
When I was a child, I wanted to eat cake, and the chef made it for me. Then the kitchen caught fire, and the chef died.
In junior high, I went to an amusement park with a driver. The rope for crossing the river broke, and the driver fell into the water and died.
In high school, I skipped class to play video games. My homeroom teacher came looking for me, and during a torrential downpour, I fell into a sewer and died.
Xia Chuhe paused for a moment, then continued.
“My parents and I were on our way home when we got into a car accident, and I was the only one who survived.”
She stared at the tips of Lu Dangui's shoes. They were shoes whose material was indiscernible, with thick, fine sand clinging tightly to the tips.
Xia Chuhe asked, "Now, do you still want to know my name?"
Lu Dangui: "What's a cake? Is it delicious?"
Xia Chuhe: "..."
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