Zhou Fan's mind was blank. He didn't know who knocked on the door. His bones seemed to be shaking slightly. He was afraid of the knocker.

Duduu three more beeps.

"Afan, are you asleep?" A mellow male voice came from outside the door.

Zhou Fan was silent for a while and replied, "No, who are you?"

"I'm Ayao, can't you hear my voice?" The man's voice contained a relaxed smile, "I'm in."

Zhou Fan did not respond, and there was a 'click' sound of the door lock being opened, and the door was pushed open.

The man walked in, he took a few steps, and under the light of the light, Zhou Fan could see clearly that it was a simple and honest middle-aged man.

This is Ayao.

It's just that I don't know how, the simple and honest face illuminated by the dim butter lamp seems to be covered with a faint shadow, giving people a gloomy feeling.

"Afan, I brought you a meal." Ayao raised the mahogany food box in his hand and smiled.

His laugh dilutes the gloomy feeling that doesn't seem to exist.

Zhou Fan looked at A Yao silently.

"Why, you must be starving, right?" A Yao smiled, he opened the lid of the food box, brought out a plate of dumplings, and then another plate of dumplings.

Two dishes of dumplings, with transparent dumpling skins, you can see that one is red meat mixed with yellow corn, and the other is red meat mixed with green vegetable leaves.

"Your favorite corn dumplings and chive dumplings." Ah Yao said with a smile, he took out a small plate of seasonings from the food box.

The seasoning is made by mixing chili oil, soy sauce, vinegar, chopped green onion, mashed garlic, sesame oil and salt in a certain proportion.

Zhou Fan felt hungry, so he picked up the wooden chopsticks handed by A Yao, picked up a corn dumpling, dipped it in the seasoning, and put it in his mouth. Delicious is the meat filling, which almost made him swallow his tongue.

He didn't care to speak, and quickly ate the dumplings between the wooden chopsticks.

"Is it delicious?" A Yao asked with a smile, "Is A Fan wondering why I came here today, not Xiao Lian?"

Zhou Fan subconsciously hummed, and he looked at A Yao.

Often Xiaolian brought him food, and of course Ah Yao would come over occasionally.

"It's not like Xiaolian is not coming, she has to wait for a while." A Yao winked at Zhou Fan with an ambiguous smile, and he asked again, "Is it delicious?"

"Delicious." Zhou Fan had already finished one plate, and the second plate was almost bottomed out. He nodded and answered honestly.

"Afan, this is the meat sauce of those unborn babies mixed with corn or chives. Isn't it fresh and tender?" A Yao still had a simple and honest smile on his face.

The chopsticks in Zhou Fan's right hand trembled slightly, and the dumplings he was holding fell on the table. His face showed fear, and his stomach was full of disgusting acid water. He just wanted to eat all the dumplings he had eaten. Spit it out.

"Just kidding." Ah Yao changed his words with a smile, "How could this be baby meat? You won't take it seriously, will you?"

Zhou Fan didn't spit it out, but he no longer had the appetite to continue eating, but put down the chopsticks.

Seeing that Zhou Fan didn't eat any more, Ah Yao got up and started to clean up the dishes while talking to Zhou Fan.

After the tableware was cleaned, Ah Yao seemed to subconsciously glanced at the black curtain of the room, he retracted his gaze, Zhou Fan hadn't opened his mouth, he mumbled something inaudible and said with a smile: "You know there are still things to do, I I have to go, I'll see you next time."

Ah Yao turned around and walked towards the wooden door with the food box.

Only then did Zhou Fan notice that Ah Yao's left leg was lame, so he was a lame man.

Zhou Fan's heart was faintly touched, and he couldn't remember the reason for Ah Yao's lame leg.

Ah Yao pushed open the door and walked out, and in an instant, he was the only one left here.

But Xiaolian is coming soon, and he will not be alone for too long.

A small sound of puff puff suddenly sounded in the darkness, which surprised him, he subconsciously turned his head to look, the sound came from the curtain on the left.

The curtain swayed slightly, as if something was flapping the black curtain.

He was cold all over, his heart seemed to jump out of his mouth, the curtain... what was inside the curtain?

Duh...knocks are especially harsh in silent rooms.

Because of the knock on the door, the black curtain stopped shaking.

"Afan, it's me." It was a woman's soft voice, "Can I come in?"

Xiaolian is here.

"Xiao Lian, come in quickly." He hurriedly called out.

The arrival of Xiaolian made the fear in his heart quickly subside.

The door was pushed open with a squeak, and a woman walked towards him holding something.

It was not until he approached the place where the lights were shining that Zhou Fan could see Xiaolian clearly.

Xiaolian's face is clear and beautiful, and the light makeup on her face adds a bit of charm to her.

She was holding a boxy ash wood box that was knee-high for an adult, and she struggled to lift it.

She put the ash wooden box on the floor beside the table, and made a muffled sound, then clapped her hands and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Why are you so scared?"

"There seems to be something inside the curtain?" Zhou Fan pointed at the curtain with a panicked expression.

"How is this possible?" Xiao Lian shook her head with a faint smile on her face. "There is a window there. The wind came in through the window and scared you, a coward."

"It turned out to be the wind." He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Or what do you think it is?" Xiaolian's face became clearer and more beautiful under the light.

But Zhou Fan looked at this face. For some reason, he felt as if cold water was pouring on his heart, giving him a strange chill.

"Am I beautiful?" Xiaolian asked with a smile.

"Pretty." Zhou Fan nodded mechanically.

"Is that prettier than yesterday?" Xiaolian asked with another wink.

"Prettier than yesterday." Zhou Fan smiled, he didn't know why he was smiling at this time.

"You idiot, why can't you speak?" Xiaolian tapped his forehead with a white onion-like jade finger, and said angrily, "That means I looked ugly yesterday."

Zhou Fan realized that he had said something wrong, smiled awkwardly, looked at the ash wood box sitting on the floor and changed the subject by asking, "What's in the box?"

Xiao Lian was slightly startled and said, "Don't you know? You asked me to bring it yesterday~ lightnovelpub.net~ Did I ask you to bring it?" Zhou Fan was stunned for a moment, he had no memory at all.

"You must be teasing me." Xiaolian giggled: "If you forget, then think about it again, or you can just guess, did Ah Yao bring you food?"

"It was delivered just now, and then he left again because of something." Zhou Fan didn't ask about the box again, but answered Xiaolian's question.

"Then he shouldn't come back for a long time." Xiao Lian's face was blushing, "Afan, wait."

"What are you waiting for?" Zhou Fan froze again.

Xiaolian glared at Zhou Fan angrily, as if blaming him for knowingly asking.

She didn't speak any more, but gently unbuttoned the floral belt with her jade hand, and the long red skirt of Leno loosened, revealing the looming green tube top.

Zhou Fan looked straight at him, he didn't feel his blood boiling, but his whole body stood up.