"As for Liu Xi," Liang Congnan looked down at the corpse on the ground, "she looks young, definitely younger than me and Yang Lin."
"I...I'm twenty-three years old," Sun Yizhi said in a trembling voice. "I'm not young anymore, am I?"
"Perhaps."
Liang Congnan was not very willing to spend time comforting a stranger, even if they were in the same instance at the moment.
When Wen Li heard them mention age, his eyes flickered. It seemed like he had lived for a very long time.
Liu Xi's death made the surrounding atmosphere even more eerie.
Although it was a newcomer who died, so there was no real loss, it was still bad news that someone died on the first night.
Just as Liang Congnan was pondering a solution, there was a knock on the door.
"It's time to eat." The man's voice was deep and pleasant, with a hint of joy in his tone, making it clear that he was in a good mood.
Seeing that Sun Yizhi's legs were weak, Liang Congnan went to open the door himself.
Actually, it was quite dark yesterday, so he didn't get a clear look at the man named Asheng. He only remembered that he looked a bit fierce and was someone you didn't dare to look directly at.
The same thing happened again. The man handed the basket over, and Liang Congnan took it with his eyes down, but he still couldn't ignore the bouquet of flowers in Ah Sheng's hand.
It was for the woman across the street, Liang Congnan thought to himself, planning to greet her after the man left.
The flowers that Ah Sheng prepared today were no longer vibrant in color; a pale yellow and pink hue mixed together, easily evoking images of springtime.
As the man got closer to Liu Yin's house, his pace slowed. He had no intention of knocking; he simply bent down and placed the bouquet of flowers at the doorway.
"She should like it this time," the man thought, his smile widening.
The sun rose at an angle, its rays falling on the man and casting his tall shadow on the ground.
As expected, the food in the basket was still steamed buns, only now there were four, which was just right for their current number of people.
"Was it that man from earlier?" Sun Yi asked as he picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.
He remembered that the man's gaze was cold last night, with an indescribable scrutiny, somewhat like that of the old town mayor, yet also somewhat different.
"It might be him. We should still go and look for that woman across the street."
"I'll go in a bit."
Upon hearing this, Wen Li's heart skipped a beat. He gently touched his chest. Did he know her?
After finishing their meal, the group set off together, with Wen Li leading the way this time.
The closer Wen Li got to the door, the more familiar the place felt. By the time he came to his senses, he had been standing at the door for quite a while.
Yang Lin was getting impatient, but he didn't speak because of Wen Li's strength. He just kept looking around.
"If we come in such a large group, won't she think we're here to cause trouble?"
"It's not good to disturb that man."
For reasons unknown, Wen Li didn't want so many people to see her; after all, he still had some questions for her.
“That makes sense. Let’s go check out other places first.” Liang Congnan nodded in agreement, feeling that Wen Li’s words made a lot of sense.
If that man really likes the people inside, who knows what might happen if he finds out that so many of them have come over.
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