Another day, he began to write a sailor's journal, and he imagined the basement gym as a big ship, and he was sailing to the other side of the known shore, and his mind was much more settled.

Among the things that Mike left, some of them were porcelain people's tools for making pasta, and there were also spices for porcelain people to cook.

In addition to Lei Yanjian, he made some simple pasta with protein powder and other fitness nutrition products (adding a little precious flour, the only thing left in the kitchen that can be eaten), with noodles and small biscuits, cooked in the kitchen, and ate them with the seasonings left by Mike, and felt that life had become a little more flavorful.

During the rest time, Lei Yan took the books in the gym to read and wait in front of the iron slam door, waiting for a living person to pass by, just like himself, a living person with an unquenched conscience......

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