There was silence in the room.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, as if even breathing had become cautious.

Luo Jinyu looked at Shu Zhihan's face, it was an expression that had never been seen before, calm and profound.

A strong uneasiness suddenly welled up in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

His gaze locked tightly on her eyes, which had once been full of warmth and smile, but now seemed a little detached and cold.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised, as if she was smiling rather than smiling, but revealing an indescribable sadness.

He tried to ask, but his throat felt like it was blocked, and he couldn't say anything, he could only stare at her quietly, trying to read something from her expression.

The air around me seemed to freeze, and it became difficult to breathe.

Every subtle movement of Shu Zhihan was like a deep trace on his heart, which he couldn't ignore.

After thinking about it again and again, he asked Yang Yunfei to leave first, he wanted to have a good chat with Shu Zhihan.

After only two people left in the room, he put his hands on her shoulders and looked at her with a serious face.

Shu Zhihan's eyes were a little evasive, and she didn't dare to look directly at his gaze.

Luo Jinyu's heart tightened, and he felt the unrest in her heart, as if something was brewing.

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calmer, "What's wrong? Is there anything you're hiding from me?"

There was an imperceptible tremor in his tone, and his hand strained slightly, as if to calm his inner panic in this way.

Shu Zhihan was silent for a moment, and finally spoke, her voice a little hoarse, "I ......"

When the words came to her lips, she still couldn't say them.

Her heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

Luo Jinyu saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time, and her heart became even more uneasy.

He felt her shoulders tremble slightly, as if he was trying to suppress something, and he felt a pain in his heart, and couldn't help but hug her into his arms, wanting to give her some comfort.

Shu Zhihan leaned on his arms, only to feel that the contradictions and struggles in his heart were even stronger.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.

Luo Jinyu hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his own blood and bones.

He stroked her hair, his voice gentle and firm, "Zhihan, no matter what it is, don't be impulsive. Believe me, we'll have a solution."

Shu Zhihan listened to his words, and the turmoil in her heart seemed to slowly subside.

She looked up at his face, and those deep eyes were full of tenderness and firmness.

She couldn't help but nod her head slightly, as if to tell herself, and to tell him, that she would try to trust him, that they would be able to get through this.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

The eyes of the two met, and an indescribable emotion filled the air.

The sound of their heartbeats echoing through the silent room.

Shu Zhihan tried to change the subject and asked softly, "Are you hungry?" I'm going to get some food."

With that, she turned and walked towards the door.

Luo Jinyu looked at her back, and her heart was mixed.

He knew that she was deliberately avoiding something, but he also knew that this was not the time to ask.

He sat quietly in the room, his eyes following hers.

Luo Jinyu carefully recalled what she had said to herself, trying to find some clues from them.

His mind kept reminding him of her face and voice, and every detail seemed unforgettable.

He struggled to piece together the fragments, trying to piece together a complete picture.

He thought of her trembling shoulders and hesitant expression, and his heart ached.

He knew that she must have some unspeakable secret

secret, and this secret may relate to itself.

He took a deep breath, trying to keep himself calm, his thoughts clearing.

When Shu Zhihan was walking in the corridor, she happened to meet her mother, so she smiled and said, "Mother, you go to the room to rest first, I'll go and make something to eat, let's eat together later, okay?"

Her mother looked at her with worry in her eyes, but nodded anyway and said softly, "Okay, you can go."

Shu Zhihan smiled and watched her mother enter the room, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Her heart was a little heavy, but she still managed to keep her composure.

Shu Zhihan entered the kitchen, and she began to get busy, selecting ingredients, washing and cutting pieces, and making soup over a fire.

Her craft is not exquisite, but she prepares each dish with her heart, as if in this way she is calming her heart.

Shu Zhihan looked at a table of dishes full of color and aroma, and felt a little more steadfast in her heart.

Every dish is made by herself, from the selection of ingredients to the completion of cooking, every step embodies her mind and hard work.

She imagined the satisfied expressions of Luo Jinyu and her mother when they tasted it, and she couldn't help but feel a hint of sweetness in her heart.

When she entered the room with the last dish, she saw Luo Jinyu and her mother sitting quietly at the table waiting.

Luo Jinyu's gaze was focused and deep, as if she could see through her heart.

"Mother, husband, you eat first, I still have a soup that I haven't served, I'll go get it now,"

Luo Jinyu grabbed her hand and said, "You sit, I'll go."

Shu Zhihan smiled and shook her head, "No need, I'll go by myself, you hurry up and eat it while it's hot."

As she spoke, she turned and walked out the door.

Luo Jinyu's gaze followed her back, and this scene was completely watched by the masked woman.

"You seem to be worried about her?"

Hearing this voice, Luo Jinyu turned his head to look at her, and then said lightly, "Aren't you worried about her?"

"She's my daughter, and I'm naturally worried, but I know she'll be able to get out of here safely with you, you say, am I right?"

The corners of Luo Jinyu's mouth rose slightly, and then she said, "That's natural, but what I think is that what she cares about most now should not be herself, in her heart, in addition to me, there is you."

His words made the masked woman chuckle.

This is actually what she is most worried about, she is afraid that this child will do some reluctant things for herself, and she doesn't want Shu Zhihan to hurt herself for her....

Shu Zhihan stood in the kitchen, two bowls of steaming soup in front of her.

Her hands trembled slightly, and her heart struggled, weighing whether she should do this, whether she would be discovered.

She took a deep breath and tried to keep herself calm.

She knew that this was the only thing she could do, for her mother, and for herself.

Shu Zhihan gently picked up two bowls of soup and walked out of the kitchen cautiously.

Her steps were a little heavy, but her eyes were determined.

She walked to the room with the two bowls of soup in her hand, and handed them to the two of them.

Luo Jinyu's eyes stared at the two bowls of soup tightly, and there didn't seem to be any difference, and he subconsciously frowned.

The masked woman also looked at the two bowls of soup, but the naked eye didn't see anything wrong.

Shu Zhihan looked at the two of them and couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but she still tried to stay calm and urged them to drink it while it was hot, otherwise it wouldn't taste good if it was cold.

Luo Jinyu picked up the bowl, sniffed it gently, and then drank it all, while the masked woman looked at Shu Zhihan, as if she wanted to see something from her expression.

However, Shu Zhihan's expression was not anything abnormal, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

After they took a sip of the soup, they couldn't help but be stunned, it felt too sweet, a little sluggish.

Luo Jinyu and the masked woman looked at each other, both

I saw the surprise in the other party's eyes.

The sweetness of the soup exceeded their expectations, as if it was excessively sweet, which made them a little uncomfortable.

Shu Zhihan couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive when she looked at their stunned expressions, but she still tried to stay calm and quietly waited for their reaction.

The picture seems to stand still at this moment, leaving only the bowl of sweet soup and the different thoughts of the three people.

The masked woman and Luo Jinyu looked at each other and winked.

They seemed to exchange ideas, "Don't refute her intentions, let's drink it."

Shu Zhihan looked at the expressions of the two of them, and was very nervous.

She was indeed gambling, betting that they would be willing to drink such a bad soup for their own sake.

It wasn't until I watched the two of them drink all the soup that my heart was steady....

When she was in the kitchen just now, Shu Zhihan dripped her own blood into a bowl, but in this way, there was a significant difference in the color of the two bowls of soup.

After thinking about it again and again, she also dripped her own blood into the bowl given to Luo Jinyu, so that the two bowls of soup looked no different.

Shu Zhihan's mind was delicate, she picked up the bowl and smelled it, feeling a little strange, for fear of being discovered.

It is precisely because of this that she deliberately put a lot of sugar in it, so that the smell of blood is suppressed so that it will not be drunk.

Shu Zhihan saw that the bowl had been drunk clean, and then a smile appeared on her face.

She knew her plan had succeeded.

She looked at Luo Jinyu and the masked woman, and couldn't help but feel a little emotion in her heart.

She knew that she was taking a big risk by doing so, but she was willing to do so in order to be able to get her mother out of here.

The masked woman looked at Shu Zhihan's smile and couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart.

Luo Jinyu, on the other hand, remained silent and did not speak.

One meal, three thoughts.

"Mother, is my cooking delicious?"

Shu Zhihan blinked her eyes, as if she was very innocent, and just looked at her, as if she was looking forward to the answer.

She reached out and touched Shu Zhihan's hair, and nodded gently, "Well, it's delicious, my daughter's craftsmanship is amazing."

When I heard this, I seemed to have received an affirmation.

Shu Zhihan smiled and shook her hand, "Mother, then I'll make it for you every day, okay."

The masked woman was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Yes, naturally."

The two men looked at each other and smiled.