Zixi seemed even more frightened when she saw him turn around. Her little hands trembled slightly, but she still stubbornly held up the steamed bun.
She remembered that he seemed to want her steamed buns last time.
Although he returned it to her later, she saw that he had just helped her, and she felt that she should give him the most important thing.
His dark, fierce pupils suddenly contracted.
Give it to him?
In this hellish place where people fight to the death for a bite of food, this little fool who can't even protect herself gives her only food to survive to him, a jinx in everyone's eyes.
Absurd, utterly absurd.
An unnamed anger suddenly flared up.
He wanted to smash that annoying steamed bun, to snap that slender neck, to destroy the purity that made him lose control.
However, when he met her eyes, all his violent thoughts froze.
The fear that had been in his eyes was gone, replaced by an almost clumsy attempt to please.
Shen Li stared intently at the steamed bun, then at her eyes.
The air seemed to freeze.
Everyone watching in the shadows held their breath, unable to comprehend this bizarre situation.
The little fool actually gave the steamed bun to Chen Li?
Is she courting death?
After a long and suffocating few seconds, Shen Li moved.
He neither knocked the steamed bun away nor accepted it.
Instead, he reached out and touched Zixi's wrist, which was holding the steamed bun, with his fingertips in a very light touch.
The touch was still icy cold.
Then he said nothing, but gave her a deep look, his gaze complex and unreadable.
Finally, Shen Li withdrew his gaze and turned around again. This time, he did not linger and left the corner directly.
Zi Xi stared blankly in the direction he had disappeared.
The spot on my wrist where his fingertips had touched left a small, cold patch, completely out of place with the surrounding body temperature.
Doesn't he eat it?
Zi Xi tilted her head, puzzled, and withdrew her hand. She hesitated for a moment, looking at the steamed bun in her hand, before taking small bites to eat.
Although it was a bit dirty, I was still very hungry.
Meanwhile, Shen Li returned to his relatively independent but also simple wooden house, leaned against the door, and slowly closed his eyes.
"What a complete idiot."
He clicked his tongue in annoyance.
Since the steamed bun incident, Shen Li's attitude towards Zi Xi has become even more unpredictable.
He no longer just glanced at her from afar, or only intervened when she was in mortal danger.
Instead, he began to consciously observe everything about her in secret.
The days in the Dark Abyss were repetitive and filled with despair.
High-intensity physical training, combat sports, and wilderness survival.
Zi Xi was undoubtedly at the bottom of the hierarchy. She was physically weak and slow to react, often unable to meet the instructors' requirements, which resulted in the punishment of being hungry and locked in a dark room.
Chen Li remained hidden behind the crowd, observing coldly.
He watched her fall in the mud again and again, then clumsily get up, her face covered in mud, her eyes still blank.
Seeing her easily defeated by her opponent during combat training, tears welling up in her eyes from the pain, she could only bite her lip and silently endure it.
I saw her secretly licking the dew off the leaves when she was hungry, or squatting on the ground watching ants carry food, sometimes for half a day at a time.
Occasionally, it will reveal a silly smile, purely from observing tiny creatures.
What Shen Li found most unbelievable was her inopportune kindness.
Once, she managed to hide a small piece of jerky, only to be spotted by a lame stray dog from the camp.
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