Chapter 16 A Kiss Before Revenge
"What would you like to eat tonight? Let me know in advance so I can prepare."
Shanran thought for a moment about the goods she had stockpiled and asked, "Do you know how to make dumplings?"
Meng Xin nodded, "Yes, what flavor would you like to eat?"
Shan Ran's eyes lit up.
She was worried about what to do with all the flour she had bought.
"Any flavor is fine, just make what you like. It would be best to make more so we can store it in the freezer. The apocalypse is coming, so stocking up is definitely a good idea."
Hearing Shan Ran say "we" so naturally, Meng Xin's hand holding the chopsticks clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of her hand stood out.
The apocalypse was coming, and she thought about facing it together, together in this house.
Meng Xin also glanced at Shan Ran, who was focused on eating across from her, and smiled with her eyes lowered.
“Okay, I’ll make dumplings after you finish eating,” he thought for a moment. “I looked at the ingredients, and we can make pork and cabbage dumplings, or beef and lamb dumplings.”
Shanran nodded in satisfaction, took a sip of chicken soup, and shrugged because it was so delicious.
The meal was very enjoyable, and afterwards Shanran collapsed on the sofa, not wanting to move.
The hardworking snail man finished tidying up the dishes and went downstairs to get flour.
It was a bit colder now than when I first woke up this morning.
The weather outside has changed.
Yesterday was sunny, but today it's overcast, with a cold wind blowing and the temperature dropping.
Not only has the weather changed, but the lives of ordinary people have also changed.
It was a time of heightened tension, where even the slightest disturbance could easily trigger panic.
This unusual weather change threw the hard-won semblance of order into chaos once again.
There's a frenzy of people scrambling for warm clothing outside, and fights could break out at any moment.
Some people even dug up posts that Shanran had made before.
[Temperature drop, wind, then strong winds, monsters! Is everything in this post true?!]
[Strong winds? How strong are they? A tornado? Oh my god! My house has a tin roof, a strong wind will blow it all away! What should I do? Someone help me!]
[Stop creating panic. Those posts are nonsense. Isn't it normal for the weather to change?]
[That's right, don't scare yourself. If you're scared, don't go out today. It'll be fine in a few days.]
Our family hasn't left the house for three days, and we'll run out of food in two more days. Nobody's come to our aid! We haven't seen any official announcements yet!
You think you're some noble family? Who cares about you anymore? In this world, everyone has to save themselves!
[I was reborn a year later. Trust me, zombies will appear after the strong winds. Everyone stay home and don't go out!]
Quit the internet, quit anxiety!
[...]
Shanran closed the post without replying.
Until the monster appears, no matter what she says, few people will believe her.
It will only make things more confusing.
The wind outside picked up a bit more, making the distant tree branches whistle.
The renovation of the villa was completed by early morning, and the workers had all left.
This house is now a complete fortress; all the trees in the yard have been cut down, and we have enough supplies for now.
After thinking for a moment, she stood up and prepared to go upstairs to practice some more.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Shanran changed into an all-black outfit, neat and tailored, with a black windbreaker added.
It was completely dark by four o'clock in the afternoon, and the wind was getting stronger, but Shanran knew that it was nothing compared to the wind after midnight.
She went downstairs and saw Meng Xin still making dumplings.
He was wearing an apron, sitting at the dining table with fillings and rolled-out dumpling wrappers on one side and several plates of dumplings already wrapped on the other.
Seeing Shan Ran come down, Meng Xin also stood up and happily boasted, "Ranran, I've already made a lot of dumplings and just put them in the freezer downstairs. These are freshly made."
Shan Ran, who was about to step towards the door, turned her feet and walked towards Meng Xin.
She stood in front of Meng Xinye and took out a tissue to wipe the flour off his cheek.
Meng Xin also bent down to make it easier for Shan Ran to move.
His eyes reflected Shan Ran's image, and Shan Ran could sense that he was very happy.
After thinking for a moment, she leaned in and kissed the other person's lips.
Meng Xin's already round eyes widened even more instantly, but then he closed them again.
It tastes so sweet, so delicious! I love it!
It's a pity his hands were covered in flour, otherwise he really wanted to hold her tightly in his arms.
He had just searched for a lot of tutorials, thinking about how to use them in the future, and he wanted to make Ranran feel comfortable.
However, the kiss was short-lived, giving Meng Xin little chance to make his move, and Shan Ran quickly withdrew.
Before setting off, I will enhance my superpowers slightly.
By the way, give the snail man a big reward.
Then she touched the other person's hair and said, "Be a good girl and wait for me to come home."
Meng Xin's eyes, still slightly moist, narrowed happily, and she nodded emphatically, "Mmm!"
After Shan Ran left, Meng Xin sat down expressionlessly and continued making dumplings. Suddenly, she remembered something and laughed happily.
Shanran came to the courtyard wall, spread her wings, and flew upwards.
She didn't fly very high; the wind was getting a bit strong, so sometimes she would fold her wings and use her agility-based abilities to travel.
Before long, she arrived at the entrance of the residential area where Aunt Zhang lived.
This is a resettlement housing community with no property management or security measures. At this moment, it is completely silent outside; there is no one around, only the sound of the wind.
Many lights were still on in the neighborhood, but people were staying home, afraid to go out, hoping that the world would be better when they woke up tomorrow.
Shan Ran quickly arrived at Aunt Zhang's building. The building had 20 floors, and the mother and son lived on the 11th floor.
Looking up, I saw a light on in the window on the 11th floor, indicating that someone was home.
——
Starting the day before yesterday, everything went wrong for Zhang Xinren.
First, he was robbed on the street when he went out during the day, and then he was injured in the struggle.
He had originally planned to go to Shanran's place that evening with his mother to investigate the situation. Ideally, he could use this opportunity to develop a deeper relationship with Shanran; otherwise...
He never felt that he was incapable.
This is not blind confidence, but a conclusion reached after weighing all factors such as appearance, strength, and special abilities.
Unfortunately, his leg injury made walking difficult, so in order to leave a good impression, Zhang Xinren decided to go again in a few days.
Unexpectedly, his mother went out that night and never came back.
Zhang Xinren later called Shan Ran, who answered but was very rude.
The first thing he did was blame his mother for breaking her promise to do the cleaning, which she did by standing him up.
After the other party launched into a long, rambling speech, Zhang Xinren found himself speechless and could only apologize repeatedly, explaining that his mother was missing.
Shan Ran didn't blame her anymore, but her words were full of distrust.
She actually thought that his mother had become so confident because she had superpowers that she didn't want to be a nanny anymore!
Although that was the intention, Zhang Xinren was still very angry to hear those words.
So he didn't want to talk to this unreasonable woman anymore and quickly hung up the phone.
He later called the police and went out to look for the person, but to no avail.
As some netizens have said, the world is in such a mess these days, what does it matter if a few people go missing or even die? The police station is getting calls non-stop every day, they can't even bother with such trivial matters as missing persons.
Zhang Xinren sat on the bed, half-lying down, scrolling through his phone while thinking viciously.
—We shouldn't have been kind to Shan Ran in the first place, we shouldn't have bought any supplies, we should have gone directly to her house, taken all the supplies from her house, and taken her for ourselves!
That way, none of what happened afterward will occur!
Ultimately, it's all Shanran's fault.
What could I have done wrong? I'm just an excellent man who wants a good life and wants to protect my mother.
There are hardly any supplies left at home. I'll go to Shanran's house tomorrow. If she doesn't want to go, don't blame me for being ruthless!
Thinking of this, Zhang Xinren gritted his teeth, his face becoming even more gloomy.
Just then, a sound came from the living room.
Zhang Xinren sat up abruptly, looking towards the door with some confusion.
The door to his bedroom was ajar, and only a corner of the living room could be seen.
"Mom? Is that you?" Zhang Xinren stood up and walked outside.
The living room lights were off; the moon was obscured by dark clouds, so there was no moonlight at all, only a little light spilling out from the bedroom.
Zhang Xinren frowned. He felt a little uneasy, perhaps because of his intuition stemming from his tiger lineage.
He stepped out of the bedroom, looked around, but no one was there.
After thinking for a moment, he walked to the front door and prepared to turn on the living room light.
Just then, he heard a whoosh of wind and instinctively lunged forward.
Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain shot through my back, and I felt like my body was about to break in two!
He let out a piercing scream.
In the nick of time, Zhang Xinren dodged the knife that was aimed at his head, but the knife still managed to strike his back.
He immediately used his supernatural ability, transforming his hands into tiger claws, and pushed himself up from the ground. Before his body could even turn, his right claw reached back to grab.
At the same time, he unleashed tremendous potential in the face of a huge threat of death. Originally, only his hands could change shape, but now his entire head began to transform into a tiger's head.
He wanted to catch the attacker and then bite his throat to pieces!
However, the next moment, a sharp pain shot through his right arm.
The opponent dodged his tiger claws and slashed down directly at the base of his arm, which hadn't yet changed.
Now Zhang Xinren could no longer control his supernatural power; his tiger form faded, and he returned to his original form.
He lay on the ground, pale and drenched in sweat. He clutched his severed arm with one hand as he struggled to crawl backward.
"Who...who are you? Why are you trying to kill me?"
Zhang Xinren looked at the person standing in front of him. The person's face was covered by the hood of his windbreaker. In the dimly lit living room, he couldn't see what the person looked like at all, only a blurry figure.
It looks like a woman?
"Did you... kill my mother?"
Shan Ran didn't want to say anything more, and pointed the knife downwards, ready to finish him off.
"Wait! Wait, don't kill me! I'll do anything you want, I have superpowers, I can help you! I also know where there are lots of supplies and very sturdy houses with everything inside. Just let me go, and I'll take you there! Please, please don't kill me..."
When Shanran heard the other person's description, it sounded somewhat familiar.
However, she wasn't interested in the place Zhang Xinren mentioned.
She doesn't want to die from talking too much.
With one slash, a "splat" sounded.
Zhang Xinren's eyes bulged as he stared at Shan Ran in disbelief, and he quickly stopped breathing.
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