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After a while, the little girl who went to look for her slippers did not show up, and no crying was heard again.
Lu Mingzhang casually turned on the surveillance camera and after cutting to a few angles, he saw her studying the decorative painting on the wall.
Yu Huan looked at it for a while longer, finding out the pattern of connection between the patterns in the picture, and then he figured out the meaning.
The first few paintings are all derivatives of mythological stories, roughly describing the process of human creation. The following paintings depict the natural disasters that humanity endured during its development. After the dynasty emerged, there was also oppression from the upper class...
The man in the painting was covered in wounds, his back bent by heavy shackles, kneeling on the ground, still working hard with a hoe in hand... If this was really the scene, he would surely die.
His subsequent paintings all recorded the abuse suffered by mankind. The overwhelming sense of oppression made people extremely pessimistic.
Yu Huan suddenly understood that these paintings weren't about oppression, but about hopelessness. Doomed to suffer repeatedly, destined to never find relief... Might as well just perish.
She looked at the decorative paintings again and again, her eyes showing a look of helplessness and confusion.
No matter what, Lu Mingzhang is a villain who is destined to have a bad ending, and this cannot be overturned.
However, everything he did was logical, and it all originated from his childhood experiences. He was not born evil.
In the monitoring room, Lu Mingzhang casually looked at Yu Huan, who was studying a painting, and scoffed. She probably thought it was some kind of art...
He turned on the microphone and clicked the mouse a few times to zoom in. He wanted to suddenly speak out and see her frightened expression, but he suddenly froze.
The girl on the screen looked at the paintings over and over again, as if she was unwilling to believe but was uncontrollably moved.
She seemed to truly understand him. Lu Mingzhang's soul seemed to emerge along with the deeper meanings behind the paintings.
It was the first time that Lu Mingzhang was scrutinized so seriously, and he tapped the table a few times with his fingers feeling uneasy.
Fortunately, the doorbell rang.
"Stop playing and come down to eat." His voice, accompanied by the crackling sound of electricity, suddenly exploded in Yu Huan's ears, scaring her so much that she almost jumped up.
Sure enough, being scared is pretty funny.
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I don’t know where the ingredients came from, but anyway, I had hotpot with Lu Mingzhang.
After adding the dipping sauce twice, Lu Mingzhang raised his lips and smiled at her: "Why aren't you crying now? Aren't you afraid of death?"
"It's because I know I'm going to die soon that I have to eat well and eat more. Otherwise, I'll never be able to eat again." Yu Huan buried his head in eating seriously.
"The last meal before execution." Lu Mingzhang chuckled.
For some reason, he always said things that Yu Huan couldn't stand, making her furious.
"Stop talking, it's really unlucky." Yu Huan muttered.
"What's there to say? Isn't it the truth?" He continued teasing.
Yu Huan was unhappy and put down his chopsticks. "That's not certain. Who knows, Sheng Lang might come to save me."
alright.
Now Lu Mingzhang is also unhappy.
But Yu Huan still had a strong desire to survive. After dinner, he pulled Lu Mingzhang, who looked unhappy, and tried to impress him through an in-depth conversation.
"I know you suffered a lot and endured a lot of hardships when you were a child." She hit the pain point directly.
Lu Mingzhang didn't mind others knowing about his past. He looked down at her with interest and asked, "And then?"
"And then, you do all this for a reason." She said this sincerely, but then she raised her voice, as if she was afraid she had gone astray. "But it's still wrong to do this."
"If you want revenge, go find those who hurt you. Don't hurt innocent people, like the good people in the world, like me."
She patted her chest and spoke sincerely and touchingly, trying to arouse his conscience.
"There are no good people in the world." Lu Mingzhang remained unmoved.
"Then I'm good to you." Yu Huan followed up with a seemingly irrelevant but actually very useful sentence, "I'm really good to you. If you want ice cream, I won't buy you mung bean cake. I treat you like a younger brother..."
Lu Mingzhang was listening intently until the last sentence, "I treat you like my younger brother," which made his teeth ache.
"You want to eat it yourself." He raised his leg and tried to leave.
Yu Huan immediately hugged his thighs and said heartbreakingly: "I really love you. Can we be good friends? I will be your best friend..."
The lazy fake smile that always appeared on the corner of Lu Mingzhang's lips gradually disappeared.
"It's too late." His cold and hard tone seemed to indicate that this was his true words after he lost control of his emotions.
In that way, if a ray of light shines into the gloomy, dark and lifeless small room, it may indeed bring hope to that place.
But it's too late.
That place is already dead.
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