While Zhuang Long was eating, Xi Bo was quietly sizing up the house he lived in.
The walls of the house were very white. It was obvious that they had been repainted.
The wall paint could cover the traces of sin, but it could not soothe the trauma left by sin.
Xi Bo stared at the man who was eating. He thought of how dejected the child had been when the police took him away from the house many years ago and could not help but feel terrible.
After Zhuang Long finished his meal, he asked Heber to take the cutlery away. He sat alone in the house and hesitated for a long time. In the end, he did not have the courage to go to the basement.
That night, Zhuang Long slept early. The next morning, he woke up and checked the surveillance cameras. After confirming that 'he' did not wake up last night, Zhuang Long sighed, washed his face, and went to Xiao Li's mansion next door for breakfast.