Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 745 - 134

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Li Zhiyuan slept from dusk till dark.

When he opened his eyes, from his angle, he could see the girl's soft and delicate facial features.

She lay sideways on the bed, her head resting on her hand, seemingly watching him as well.

When the young man sat up from the carpet, the girl also sat up from the bed.

Her lips carried a faint smile, a gesture that was no longer difficult for her.

The young man had many things he wanted to say to the girl, but he thought of how dirty he was now, having come here last night without bathing or brushing his teeth, he appeared somewhat untidy.

Especially in the girl's bedroom, he felt out of place in both the environment and the company.

"Alii, I'm going to take a shower."

The girl nodded.

Just after stepping out of the bedroom, Li Zhiyuan saw Aunt Liu slicing meat.

"Xiao Yuan, you really must be exhausted."

"I did sleep for quite a while."

"Hungry?"

"Yeah, very hungry."

"Then go shower first; this meat I prepped and sliced is for you, how about making some barbecue yourself?"

Waking up to barbecue might not be the most suitable, but for the starving young man, the proposal was incredibly tempting.

"Sure, thanks Aunt Liu."

"Would you prefer to eat in the backyard or on the rooftop terrace?"

"Terrace."

"Then I'll have Uncle Qin bring the grill up later."

"Alright."

Li Zhiyuan went to take a shower. Grandma Liu would regularly have new clothes tailored for him, and in the bathroom, a new set was already folded and placed there.

While showering, Li Zhiyuan was careful to avoid letting water reach his bandaged right hand. He could tell who had dressed the wound at a glance, as Aunt Liu's skill wouldn't make it so elaborate... no, it was considerate and caring.

After showering, Li Zhiyuan went upstairs to find Liu Yumei.

Liu Yumei was sitting in a wicker chair in the open room on the second floor, snacking on desserts while admiring the rain outside the window.

Li Zhiyuan: "It's raining."

"Alii's room is soundproof, so it's normal not to hear the rain," Liu Yumei waved her hand, "Alright, you just woke up, go eat something, Granny needs some rest too."

"Rest well."

"Of course, you young ones are up, so naturally, it's my turn to rest."

Li Zhiyuan turned and went downstairs, holding Alii's hand, heading to the rooftop.

A large black umbrella was propped on the terrace, resembling a black pavilion, keeping the rain at bay.

Under the umbrella were tables and chairs; the small barbecue grill already had coals lit, and the griddle had a piece of fat the size of a mahjong tile to grease the pan.

Li Zhiyuan and Alii sat on either side and started grilling.

Fresh beef, just simply grilled and dipped in light seasoning, was enough to be delicious.

Of course, the main thing was that he was truly hungry; even normal food could taste like a gourmet feast at this moment.

With the rhythm of barbecuing, Li Zhiyuan recounted to Alii what had happened yesterday... or rather the day before, and Alii listened attentively.

Especially when hearing the young man stomp on a pig's head and bury it with Karmic Fire, the girl slightly turned her head, her eyes seeming to sparkle like stars.

She recognized that the young man performed that gesture just to conveniently help her sketch and draw.

When two people's relationship becomes excellent, they often become childish towards each other.

The coals in the grill glowed faintly red, and in the girl's eyes, it seemed as though the young man earnestly narrating had a soft halo around him.

Aunt Liu sliced all the meat, with no vegetables prepared.

Satisfied from eating.

Li Zhiyuan and Alii started playing chess here; on a rainy night's sky without stars, it was clean and suitable for setting up a chessboard and playing.

As expected, Li Zhiyuan lost several rounds consecutively.

Finally, after Li Zhiyuan and Alii parted, he went downstairs to pick up his backpack, making sure he put the empty can of Jianlibao that he drank into his backpack.

Then he slung the backpack over his shoulder, picked up an umbrella by the door, opened it, and walked out of the yard.

After he left, Alii, holding a small collection box embedded with pearls and agate, also went to her bedroom.

Her eyes scanned around several times,

unable to find the can.

She pouted.

But soon,

she smiled again.

...

The rain had probably been falling for quite a while; there was flooding in many parts of the school, some places were unavoidable and needed to be waded through.

In the dormitory, the lights had long been turned off; Li Zhiyuan took off his backpack, planning to throw it in first, then climb over the wall himself.

Of course, he could call the dorm supervisor to open the door by mentioning Tan Wenbin's name, but in the rain, it was troublesome, better to do it himself.

Just as he was about to throw the pack inside, a familiar voice came from behind:

"Brother Xiao Yuan."

Tan Wenbin jogged over with an umbrella.

"Brother Binbin, what are you still doing out here?"

"In the store watching a movie, dozed off watching, just getting ready to return to the dormitory."

Li Zhiyuan nodded, knowing that Tan Wenbin had estimated the time he'd wake up and waited at the shop, from the counter, he could see the dormitory building's entrance.

"How's Brother Runsheng doing?"

"He's fine, unless Meng Meng insists on making him supper."

"Clack!"

No need to shout for the dorm supervisor, Tan Wenbin directly took out a key and unlocked the door himself.

Back in the dormitory, Li Zhiyuan grabbed a dry towel to wipe himself off, while Tan Wenbin took the opportunity to explain the solution for the photo studio matter.

"Brother Binbin, you did a great job."

"Brother Xiao Yuan, shall we settle it this way?"

"Yes."

"It's just the usage of those spirits; you'll need to figure out ways, including leaving some control measures."