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Lu Zhengjun's home was on the Sixth Floor, with all doors and windows tightly shut and sealed with tape. Despite this, toxic gas still seeped through the cracks into the house. Although the small amount of gas was not lethal, it still affected their health to some degree. Now, Lu Zhengjun and his family of three were all experiencing symptoms of coughing and dizziness. Prolonged exposure to the gas had also damaged their skin, leaving red rashes on their faces and arms.
Lu Zhengjun knew that under these circumstances, other residents of Haitong City were likely suffering from similar symptoms. However, he was astonished to see Lu Xiaoran in the recent video looking vibrant and showing no signs of rashes like his family had. At that moment, Lu Xiaoran was in a safe house. He had just stepped outside and, following their previous plan, had replicated a large stone to fill the pit at the entrance. The ground there had now returned to its original state.
After entering the house, Lu Xiaoran picked up his phone and noticed that Lu Zhengjun had sent him over a dozen messages.
"Where are you staying now? I want to bring Aunt Er and Cousin over to your place."
"If we agreed on this, I can leave right away."
"Lu Xiaoran, are you there? Just reply if you see this."
It was clear that Lu Zhengjun was feeling very anxious. After watching Lu Xiaoran's video, he felt restless, wishing he could sprout wings and fly straight to Lu Xiaoran's home. However, after sending his messages, he waited for a long time without receiving a reply.
Feeling uneasy, Lu Zhengjun paced back and forth in the room. "Huilan, come here for a moment." He called his wife Liu Huilan into the bedroom and showed her the video from Lu Xiaoran.
After watching it, Liu Huilan stood there in shock, speechless. "I feel like Lu Xiaoran is hesitating right now; you should help me persuade him. We need him to agree so we can stay at his place."
Liu Huilan hadn't eaten anything substantial in days because they didn't know when the toxic gas would dissipate. Even though there was still food at home, they only dared to eat items that were about to expire. Otherwise, it wouldn't be long before they ran out of food and would have to wait for starvation.
Seeing how much food was stocked in Lu Xiaoran's refrigerator made Liu Huilan's eyes light up with excitement. "Alright, I'll talk to him now."
Liu Huilan grabbed her phone and quickly typed out a heartfelt message to Lu Xiaoran.
In this short essay, Liu Huilan listed all the kindness that her family had shown to Lu Xiaoran. At the end, she didn't forget to summarize her main point, addressing Lu Xiaoran with a feigned politeness: "You owe your life to us; it was your Second Uncle and I who raised you from a young age. We don't expect you to repay us, but we hope you won't forget our nurturing grace."
After reading this essay, Lu Xiaoran felt a wave of nausea in his stomach. He couldn't believe how shameless this old woman was. The emotions described in the essay were either a deliberate distortion of truth, turning bad deeds into good ones, or exaggerated beyond recognition, inflating trivial matters into something monumental.
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