In the evening, the door of the firewood room was opened again, and a coarse cloth girl handed the meal to Ye An'an.

A steamed bun, a bowl of gruel. The gruel was almost all water, not a few grains of rice.

Ye Anan divided the steamed bun into three parts and gave Wang Wanqing a portion. He handed the other one to Yu Qianyuan, who was leaning against the wall and closing his eyes to recuperate.

"Thank you." Yu Qianyuan is not hypocritical, he has not eaten for two days, and he is hungry.

Ye Anan took a bite of the steamed bun, it was very dry, and she reached out to drink some water, but she saw several girls on the opposite side staring at her movements.

Ye An paused and pushed the bowl over: "That's all, let's eat." ”

Seeing this, the girls suddenly seemed to have gained strength, and pounced like hungry wolves and scrambled to drink the gruel clean.

But this bit of clear soup and little water can only be stained with a little water, and after they finished eating, they stared at the steamed buns in their hands.

Ye Anan said coldly: "We just order something like this, we don't have enough to eat, if you dare to rob me, I will call the guards outside and say that you are robbing things, and then see if Mother Zhang will starve you for three more days!"

Several girls were so frightened that they said, "We don't dare, we don't dare, thank you." ”

Ye An'an swallowed all the steamed buns in three strokes and five divided by two, and glared at them viciously.

"You are so fierce in your face, and you were so decisive before, I really thought you were so ruthless to see them hungry." Wang Wanqing teased, "But think about it, if you can save him with Zhuhua before, your heart won't be so bad." ”

Ye Anan didn't speak, and he didn't plan to explain to her.

"The hungry wolf strikes back." There was a muttering voice on the side, Ye Anan looked over, and saw Yu Qianyuan smiling warmly.

Ye Anan raised his eyebrows and choked on all the remaining steamed buns in his mouth.

The hungry wolf counterattacked, and the dog jumped off the wall.

If the girls were really hungry and snatched their food, they would be helpless if the firewood house was so big.

After all, Ye An'an is delicate, and Yu Qianyuan is covered in injuries, so they are afraid that they will not be able to fight in a fight.

It is impossible for Ye Anan to really go to Zhang's mother for comment.

If they rob it once, there will be a second and third time, and then Ye An'an and they will not even have any basic food left. Instead of this, it is better to divide them into some food, so that they can do their part, so that Ye Anan and them can spend these few days in peace.

This is still what Ye An'an figured out from Emperor Chengqian's imperial courtiers.

……

At the beginning of the lanterns, the Qin Mansion gradually gathered a full of wine guests, and the laughter of the warbler Yanyan faintly spread to the backyard along the wind.

Everyone in the firewood room was already asleep, Ye Anan stepped on the straw mat, and looked at the crescent moon in the sky with both hands on the narrow window railing.

Woo woo, why don't you come to pick me up, Mr. Factory, QAQ

"What are you thinking?"

A gentle and clean young voice came from behind him.

Ye Anan sat with his knees crossed, listless: "It's nothing, I'm homesick." ”

"Where is An An's home?"

Ye Anan's eyes dimmed slightly, his thoughts gradually drifted away, and he muttered: "In a far, far away place, maybe you won't be able to go back in this life." ”

There are parents who treat her as her life and care for her; There are friends who study in the same bed, childhood sweethearts, and there are many, many warm memories that she can't forget.

But she may never go back......

Inexplicably come to this ghost place, and somehow you may be assassinated to death.

In order to survive, everything must be planned and calculated step by step.

There is no ice cream, no computer, no games, no freedom......

In her last life, she was obviously diligent and hardworking, studied hard, didn't skip school and didn't fall in love, her only hobby was to watch anime and play games, what kind of sin did she create, God wanted to send her to this ghost place QAQ

Yu Qianyuan saw that she was depressed, hugged her knees and burst into tears, like a poor rabbit that had been discarded, and was at a loss for a while.

He hadn't had much contact with girls, and he didn't know how to comfort her.

Ye Anan sniffled, and when he saw him looking at him in a daze, he immediately wiped away his tears and said fiercely: "What do you see, can't you cry when you are homesick!"

"Eh, I'm sorry......" Yu Qianyuan touched his nose in embarrassment, racking his brains to think of comforting words, "You don't have to worry too much...... We'll be out for sure. Me, my family will find it soon. ”

"Okay, okay, you sit here, I can't sleep, let's talk for a while." Ye Anan patted the straw mat beside him.

Yu Qianyuan's pale face instantly turned red and stammered: "No, no need, I'll just sit here, men, men and women don't kiss." ”

Ye Anan glanced at him with disgust: "If it weren't for the fact that you were injured and afraid that you would freeze to death, I wouldn't want to divide half of the straw mat with you." ”

Most of the firewood in the firewood room was firewood, only a small pile of straw, and several girls relied on each other to keep warm, leaving Qianyuan alone far away.

It was still cold in the morning and evening, and he was already injured, and he lay on the cold floor all night to ensure that he would have a high fever tomorrow.

Yu Qianyuan hesitated for a moment, got up and sat next to Ye An'an, his body clinging to the wall for fear of touching her body.

Ye An'an tore off some straw to cover him and himself to keep warm.

"Thank you."

"It's fine."

"I hear you." Yu Qianyuan said softly, "Although I was in a coma at that time, I suddenly heard someone exchange beads for water to feed me. ”

This room full of girls can only have this ability, only Ye An'an.

"Thank you."

Ye Anan leaned on the straw and said lazily: "You don't have to thank me, I just don't want to regret it in the future." ”

The taste of regret is very uncomfortable, like a needle buried in the bottom of my heart, whenever I think of the past, my heart will ache faintly, and I hate myself for burying this needle.