At the end of the forum, there are replies from the poster.
She answered:
"Thanks for your replies. I have decided to rent a house in the Dome Apartment. I am now looking for roommates. If you are interested, please contact me.
My contact information is: XXX. "
The poster successfully avoided the pitfalls of the nursing home dormitory, but failed to avoid the pitfalls of the dome apartment.
Su Qingyu sent a message in the group, agreeing for everyone to gather on the first floor of the dormitory.
An Jialu stood behind the counter with an unnatural smile on her face. She raised one hand and waved it back and forth like a lucky cat.
A sober Anjalu would be more useful.
Su Qingyu poured some red drink into her coffee cup and left.
Dormitory lobby.
Zhu Yu and Wen Xuecha both successfully got their nutritious meals, and they were talking about what had just happened in the basement.
They were able to successfully get up thanks to the severed hand that Zhu Yu picked up.
The chef, whose body was covered in black stitches, demanded that they leave behind some of the ingredients before they could leave.
Zhu Yu successfully sent the chef away with the help of his broken hand.
There are sofas on both sides of the coffee table.
Wen Xuecha and Zhu Yu sat on each side, with empty seats next to them.
Seeing Su Qingyu coming, Wen Xuecha had a silly expression under her thick glasses. She moved to the side, patted the empty seat next to her, and motioned for her to sit over.
Su Qingyu sat next to her.
Zhu Yu sat opposite, legs together, sitting elegantly. She nodded to Su Qingyu restrainedly and said, "We didn't see you in the basement, and we were worried. Now that I see you are safe and sound, I am relieved."
Wen Xuecha pinched her pigtails and said without surprise: "Sister Zhu Yu, I told you long ago that she will be fine."
It's Zhu Yu who is worried, not Wen Xuecha.
She was too lazy to bother with Su Qingyu's affairs.
Su Qingyu leaned on the sofa, tilted his head, and said slowly: "In this copy, whatever you want to do, just do it according to your own ideas, and don't wait for me."
After all, Su Qingyu wouldn't wait for them in return.
Wen Xuecha never thought about waiting for Su Qingyu.
Whether Su Qingyu is dead or alive has nothing to do with her.
There are dangers everywhere in the copy. You are not a primary school student anymore. You have to wait around. Isn’t it boring
The first lesson an adult must learn is to handle his own affairs on his own.
Just take care of yourself.
Mind your own business.
Zhu Yu has a strong sense of teamwork. Everyone in the Red Organization has a spirit of dedication and ideals. She worked in such an environment before and came into contact with different people, so her ideas are also different.
She hopes that everyone can cooperate sincerely, work together with one mind and one strength, and then everyone can survive.
Su Qingyu's next words made Zhu Yu's mood instantly plummet.
"By the way, let me tell you something. Jackson died a few hours ago."
Su Qingyu discussed death in a very calm voice, without any emotion, as if he was discussing what to eat tomorrow morning.
Zhu Yu's fingers trembled slightly, and she said sadly: "We have lost another teammate. He... Sigh... How did he die?"