Concubine Wang Yu slowly opened her eyes and quietly looked at the white light in the gap between the curtains, a little distracted.

She had already woken up, but it was too warm in the bed to want to get up.

After being stunned for a while, Concubine Wang Yu withdrew her gaze and looked at the room again.

Because there are so many things, the whole room looks a little messy, but it is still clean, and the things on the table are also well organized.

Soon, Wang Yufei's eyes were attracted by a pair of pink high heels, which she felt were very familiar.

Wang Yufei was a little puzzled, she quickly scanned the room, and found that there were no other things for women except for the pink high heels.

The more she looked at it, the more familiar she felt, so Concubine Wang Yu simply lifted the quilt and got out of bed, picked up her shoes and looked at them.

36 yards!

Seeing that it was the same size as her own shoes, Wang Yufei took a closer look and finally determined that this was not her own shoes.

In a man's house, I found my own high heels, and this feeling ......

Suddenly, Wang Yufei thought of the news she had seen before, and her face couldn't help but turn red.

According to the news, there is a mental illness called fetish, and people with this mental illness will steal other people's underwear and stockings in order to satisfy their own desires.

lowered her head and sniffed on her shoes, but she didn't smell any strange smell, and Wang Yufei was slightly relieved.

Although she didn't know what Peng Zishao was doing with her shoes, Concubine Wang Yu didn't want to care about them, she put the shoes back in place, walked to the door, and put her ear on the door to listen.

Hearing no movement, Concubine Wang Yu took off the wooden board against the door, opened the door and walked out.

On the floor of the living room, Peng Zishao was still lying there, his hands and feet tied.

Wang Yufei squatted down and stretched out her hand to probe Peng Zishao's snort.

Feeling a hot breath spraying on her fingers, Wang Yufei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, she was really afraid that Peng Zishao would die.

Maybe it was because he felt that there was someone around him, Peng Zishao's lips moved on the ground, and his hoarse and low voice sounded softly.

“……”

Concubine Wang Yu was startled at first, then reacted, lowered her head and asked, "What did you say?" ”

"Water!"

This time, Concubine Wang Yu heard clearly, she hurriedly took the water bottle, opened the cap and put the water bottle to Peng Zishao's mouth.

After drinking some water, Peng Zishao fainted in a daze, and when Wang Yufei saw this, she didn't care about him, but walked straight to the door, pulled out the rag stuffed in the cat's eye, and lay on the door to look out.

Seeing this, Concubine Wang Yu was immediately shocked.

In the aisle outside the door, a person was lying on the ground, and a mutant was lying on the person's body chewing the person's flesh, and there were blood stains all over the ground, which looked terrifying and disgusting.

Perhaps sensing that someone was watching, the mutant old man suddenly looked up and looked around.

Looking at the dark eyes and the mouth full of blood, Wang Yufei hurriedly covered her mouth and endured not to make any sound.

The mutant didn't see anything, so he lowered his head and continued to eat.

Taking two steps back, Concubine Wang Yu hurriedly stuffed the rag back into the cat's eye, feeling extremely frightened.

She originally just wanted to see if the mutant outside the door had left, but she didn't expect to see such a bloody scene.

It seemed impossible to go home, at least not for a short time, but fortunately there was enough food and water to keep her going for a long time.

……

Time passed little by little, and soon, three days passed.

In these three days, Concubine Wang Yu was surprised to find that not only did Peng Zishao not mutate into a mutant, but the injuries on his body also healed miraculously quickly.

On top of that, the grayish-white skin around the wound also becomes a normal complexion.

Concubine Wang Yu didn't know if Peng Zishao would not mutate, so she still tied him and fed him some biscuits every day.

……

Stuffing the rag into the hole in the cat's eye, Wang Yufei frowned.

Yesterday at noon, the man's body had been eaten clean, leaving only a skeleton.

Without food, the infected person has been wandering around this layer, which makes Wang Yufei very puzzled and very worried.

It was almost dark, and the house began to get dark, so Wang Yufei went to the kitchen to boil some water, ate instant noodles, and made some biscuits for Peng Zishao.

After eating instant noodles and feeding Peng Zishao biscuits, Wang Yufei went back to the room to rest.

……

Slowly opened his eyes, and it was pitch black, Peng Zishao's mind was confused, and there was only one thought in his heart.

"Am I dead?"

"No, I'm not dead!"

lifted the quilt covering his body, and a chill hit, with thoughts and feelings, which made Peng Zishao sure that he was not dead.

Sitting up, Peng Zishao subconsciously reached out to the bedside table, but felt empty, nothing.

Peng Zishao subconsciously raised his feet and prepared to get out of bed, but because his feet were tied, he fell off the bed directly.

"Phew!"

"Shhh...... It hurts, it hurts! ”

Peng Zishao rubbed his nose and reached out to touch his ankle.

After finding that his feet were tied, Peng Zishao sat up and went to untie it, but he tried many times and couldn't untie it.

A bright light struck, and Peng Zishao, who was untying the rope, subconsciously raised his hand to block his eyes.

"Are you awake?!"

Hearing this voice, Peng Zishao was immediately relieved.

……

Because of the cold weather, most of the time, Concubine Wang Yu stayed in the bed, and she had slept for a long time during the day, and she couldn't sleep at night.

It had been several hours at night, and Concubine Wang Yu still couldn't sleep, and while she was thinking nonsense, a soft sound came into her ears.

The voice was very soft, and Concubine Wang Yu thought that she had heard it wrong, or the voice made by the mutant who was locked in the room by Peng Zishao, so she didn't care.

But the more she didn't think about it, the more she thought about it, and at last she decided to go and see it, so that she could feel at ease.

Wang Yufei got up cautiously, picked up the kitchen knife and power bank on the bedside table, and walked out of the room.

When she arrived in the living room, Concubine Wang Yu heard a rustling sound, the sound was very small, and if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't hear it at all.

She followed the sound and came to the door of the other secondary bedroom.

Tightening the kitchen knife in her hand, Wang Yufei removed her hand from the power bank lamp, and then pushed the door open suddenly, and the light shone into the room, and she saw Peng Zishao sitting on the ground.

……

On the dining table in the living room, there is a half-burned candle, which illuminates most of the room.

Peng Zishao was sitting at the table, gobbling up a big bowl of instant noodles, and Wang Yufei sat opposite him, watching quietly.

After Peng Zishao drank the last mouthful of soup and put down the dishes and chopsticks, Wang Yufei asked, "Are you full?" ”

Touching his still flat belly, Peng Zishao frowned slightly, looked at Concubine Wang Yu, smiled awkwardly and said, "Half full." ”