92 I Won’t Let Go of This Savior
Du Yue nibbled on the biscuits. Just as she was about to drink some water, she saw a steaming cup of water being handed to her. She raised her head and saw that the person holding the cup of water was none other than He Xing. “Drink some water. It’s a little dry to eat only biscuits,” He Xing urged her.
Du Yue did not decline. She took the cup and took a few sips. In such cold weather, not being able to eat hot food was already a very torturous thing. If she did not drink more hot water, she would be frozen hard.
The feeling of satiety from the compressed biscuits was very strong. After eating a packet of biscuits and drinking some hot water, she did not feel hungry anymore. However, even though she was full, she still felt like chewing on something. Du Yue suddenly remembered that before the apocalypse, someone had posted on the internet that women had two stomachs. One was for staple food, while the other was meant for snacks. The blogger who posted the post was complaining about his girlfriend, saying that she claimed she was about to die from being full after eating half a bowl of rice, yet she drank a large cup of milk tea almost immediately after.
Now that Du Yue thought about it, she felt that the person who posted the post was not unreasonable. Right now, she was not actually hungry, but she kept feeling that there was something missing and her stomach was not satisfied. Du Yue pursed her lips. She took out a milk candy from her pocket and secretly stuffed it into her mouth.
The rich milky fragrance spread in her mouth, and Du Yue’s originally heavy mood brightened up a little. Even though she was in a difficult environment and felt a little uncomfortable with so many people around her, she still raised her eyebrows slightly in satisfaction.
Du Yue had the milk candy in her mouth as she looked up and sized up the building. This place used to be the reception hall of this holiday resort. It was very spacious and had a wide view. However, the elegant and retro decorations in the lobby could no longer be seen. All the places that could be taken down had been taken down and used for fire and warmth. The pillars and the roof were all blackened by the smoke, and it was uncertain what their original colors were.
The entire hall should be about 600 square meters. Other than the empty area near the door, the rest of the corners were crowded with people. At a glance, there were at least 300 to 400 people. In addition to those who had come to rescue them, there were almost 500 people in the hall.
Everyone was gathered in such a small space. Just the thought of it was enough to give Du Yue a headache, not to mention that she was sitting right next to the crowd.
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Those people who were waiting for food by the pot took their bowls to the corner to eat after they got their food. The hall was filled with the sound of noodles being slurped.
Zuo Mingdong stood next to the big pot. The fire shone on his face, and his righteous look gave some comfort to everyone. “Everyone, eat slowly! Be careful of choking! There’s still food! Don’t worry, you’ll be able to eat every day from now on!” Zuo Mingdong repeated this sentence patiently, but not many people listened.
These people had obviously been hungry for a long time. Now that they finally had food, they did not listen to him and buried their heads into their bowls, gobbling up the noodles. After all, there were so many people here. Who knew if the food would be snatched away if they ate too slowly?
In less than 10 minutes, the aroma of food in the reception hall gradually dissipated. They had all finished their noodles. Du Yue observed the crowd from the corner of her eye and found that most of them had not only finished the noodles but had also licked the remaining soup on the bowls clean.
After these people finished eating, they still looked at Zuo Mingdong with a face full of desire. They all complained that they were hungry and wanted Zuo Mingdong to cook more noodles for them. However, Zuo Mingdong did not agree. There was limited space in the vehicles, and they did not bring too much food. They still had to stay here for two or three days. If they ate freely now, they would all be hungry tomorrow and the day after. However, even when Zuo Mingdong rejected them, the words he said made it very easy to accept.
“It’s getting late. Everyone should rest first. We’ll have an early meal tomorrow morning, and all of you will be able to get more noodles!” Hearing that they could still eat hot noodles the next day, most of the people finally felt relieved.
Even so, there was also a portion of them who still did not believe it. They deliberately carried their quilts and settled down beside Zuo Mingdong. From the looks of it, they were probably planning to guard Zuo Mingdong all night in case he sneaked away.
Even though Du Yue knew that they were overthinking, she could understand their current state of mind. It was not easy for them to escape from the gates of hell, so they would definitely not let go of their savior!
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