How could I forget such an important thing?
Sun Sihui followed him on patrol in the cemetery area for so long in the afternoon and didn't even ask for a sip of water.
It was already 6 pm, and it was also the normal meal time. I saw Sun Sihui eating a hot meal.
Wang Qing felt guilty.
Was it because he was too busy chatting with Bai Monroe that they were too embarrassed to interrupt and go have dinner?
"D-Supper?" Bai Menglu and Sun Sihui looked at each other.
A flash of panic flashed across Sun Sihui's face, and she pressed her stomach with one hand. She had not eaten anything since entering this strange story, and her stomach was already cramping with hunger.
Bai Menglu was actually not feeling well either. She could feel the stomach acid rising up in her stomach after not eating for a long time, making her heart-burning and lung-burning.
Wang Qing couldn't help but frown and looked at the two pale people in front of him.
"Eat something quickly." Wang Qing urged, low blood sugar can cause people to starve to death.
Bai Menglu quickly opened her mouth and said: "No, we don't need to..."
Wang Qing interrupted before he finished speaking: "Don't tell me anything about losing weight. You must eat something now, otherwise something will happen to your body."
In fact, Bai Monroe also feels this way.
She has been on a diet to lose weight all year round and knows very well the limits of hunger that her body can tolerate.
I also know very well that if I don't eat anything, it will probably be difficult to survive until 9 o'clock tomorrow morning if this situation continues.
She glanced at Sun Sihui and knew that Sun Sihui would probably feel worse than herself.
"Then, let's eat something." Bai Menglu told Wang Qing what she had discovered. "There is a call for takeout on the table. The food here can only be delivered by takeout."
"You should have told me earlier."
Wang Qing complained in a low voice, and felt heartbroken when she saw Sun Sihui and Bai Menglu's faces turning pale from hunger.
She turned around, quickly took out the piece of paper with the deliveryman's phone number written on it from the table, and dialed it using the landline phone in the security room.
Soon, the phone rang twice and was answered.
A deep man's voice came from inside: "What do you need?"
Wang Qing thought for a moment and said, "Please order me some dishes, four meat dishes, two vegetarian dishes, one soup, and four portions of rice, no, five portions."
Wang Qing remembered that the "dog" outside hadn't eaten yet.
The voice inside was silent for a few seconds and then repeated: "What do you need?"
Wang Qing was stunned - does this mean he can't understand people?
No, that's not right. You must be asking yourself what dish you want to order, right?
Wang Qing named a few dishes and said to the phone: "That's it."
The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to be stuck. After a few seconds of silence, he repeated again: "What do you need?"
Wang Qing: "..." Forget it, it's probably because the takeout doesn't have these dishes, right?
Wang Qing retreated and asked for the next best thing, and said helplessly: "Let's do this, you give me 5 pieces of food that can be eaten."
There was nothing unusual on the other side of the phone this time. The man who answered the phone responded with a dull sound and then hung up.
Wang Qing looked at the phone in his hand and was stunned for a while.
Ordering takeout is so laborious, it seems like this job is not that great.
Wang Qing put the phone back on the landline, turned to look at Bai Menglu, curled up the corner of his mouth, and showed a relaxed smile: "Okay, the takeaway should be here in a while."
Bai Menglu nodded gently. She was very relieved about what Wang Qing did.
Sure enough, only about 15 minutes passed.
There was a knock on the security room door.
A man's voice came from outside the door: "The takeout has arrived, open the door, I want to deliver it in."
Bai Monroe recalled what was written on the note and subconsciously said: "Don't let him in!"
Wang Qing was about to open the door when he suddenly heard Bai Menglu's stop, and his movements suddenly froze in place.
She looked back at the pale Bai Monroe. The girl's beautiful face clearly showed anxiety. Her eyes were fixed on the door of the security room, for fear that the door would be opened.
Wang Qing was stunned for a moment.
He looked at Bai Menglu and then at Sun Sihui.
This burial cemetery is far away from the city, in a deserted suburb, and there are only two girls in the security room, which does seem a bit unsafe.
Bai Menglu refused to open the door easily and refused to let the delivery man in. This was to protect her and Sun Sihui's safety.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be dangerous for the delivery man to know that there are only two girls in the security room here?
And Wang Qing knew that Bai Menglu and Sun Sihui would also stay here to watch at night.
Wouldn’t that double the risk?
Thinking of this, Wang Qing cautiously did not open the door.
He just stood at the door and said to the delivery man outside through the door: "Just put the takeaway down. I will get it myself when the time comes."
Unexpectedly, the delivery boy did not agree. Instead, he stood at the door and repeated the sentence again: "Open the door and I will deliver the food in."
His tone was flat, like a mechanical puppet.
Wang Qing frowned, feeling a little unhappy at the delivery boy's behavior.
Which serious delivery person must open the door to a buyer?
Aren’t they all put down by the buyer once they are placed at the door?
If you insist on asking the buyer to open the door, you obviously have no good intentions.
There was a hint of displeasure in Wang Qing's voice as he warned: "You don't have to come in, just leave the takeout at the door. If you keep pestering me, do you believe I can file a complaint?"
The voice outside, hearing that Wang Qing wanted to complain, was silent for a few seconds, and then spoke again: "Open the door and give me the money."
Wang Qing stood inside the door and asked, "How much is it?"
The delivery boy quoted a number.
Wang Qing lowered his head and was about to take out the money. When he touched his pocket, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.
What's terrible, the housekeeper took care of everything when she went out, but she seemed to have forgotten her bag and she didn't have any change.
Wang Qing looked at Xue Tong who was silent all the time with some embarrassment, and asked in a low voice with a dazed expression: "Um...Xue Tong, have you brought any money?"
Xue Tong shook his head.
At this time, outside the door, the delivery man's voice sounded again.
I wonder if it’s Wang Qing’s misunderstanding? It seemed a bit sharper than before.
"I'll give you money when you open the door - or should I say, you don't have any money?"
The smile on the delivery boy's face gradually widened, his mouth grinned to both sides, and his face became ferociously twisted.
The skin on his body also began to bulge, like a balloon filled with air.
It was as if there was some kind of monster hidden under the skin, and it was about to pierce through this layer of human skin and rush out.
At this moment, the deliveryman heard a "whooshing" breathing sound coming from behind him.
