Uncle Wang was her previous landlord.
He was a gentle and kind old man, the sort who always greeted her with a warm smile whenever they ran into each other in the corridor. During special occasions, Mid-Autumn Festival, Lunar New Year, even small holidays that others might forget, he would knock on her door and hand her homade dishes or fruits, saying it was troubleso to cook for just himself anyway. Because of this, Nanzhi had always been fond of him, treating him as an elder she could rely on.
In her previous life, after she left Uncle Wang's apartnt in a hurry to escape the Lu family's clutches, she never had the chance to see him again.
After the apocalypse broke out, she had once tried to look for Uncle Wang at Longn Base. Unfortunately, no matter how much she asked or searched, there was no trace of him.
Later, when she left Longn Base and joined Baoyin's group, they happened to pass by the area where Uncle Wang's apartnt was located. Nanzhi had secretly gone to check it out, holding onto a faint hope.
What she found was an empty apartnt.
There were clear traces of mutant beasts. Deep claw marks on the walls, broken doors, dried blood stains that had long since darkened.
Nanzhi didn't dare think of the worst possible outco.
Baoyin and her group had passed through that area several tis before, and Nanzhi had once overheard Baoyin ntion that urban zones like Uncle Wang's apartnt area were prone to small-scale beast tides. Mutant creatures would occasionally swarm in, sweeping through buildings and streets before disappearing again.
Nanzhi had also tried asking around at nearby small survivor bases afterward, but there was no news of Uncle Wang at all.
Each failed inquiry made her heart sink a little further.
Thus, eting him again now, alive and standing right in front of her, was nothing short of a pleasant surprise.
She was sincerely glad she had decided to check this resource point today. Otherwise, she might have missed this opportunity entirely.
Looking at Uncle Wang's current appearance, Nanzhi felt a wave of complicated emotions rise in her chest. He had clearly lost weight, his cheeks more hollow than before, but overall, he looked much better than most of the survivors she had seen back at Longn Base.
Did he listen to her reminder back then?
Nanzhi dismounted her motorcycle and walked toward the dazed old man.
Uncle Wang thought he was seeing things.
He had been exhausted these past few days, both physically and ntally, and when he saw a familiar figure walking toward him, his first reaction was that it was rely an illusion born from fatigue.
It wasn't until Nanzhi called out again that he finally snapped out of it.
"Uncle Wang, long ti no see," Nanzhi said, her voice gentle.
Uncle Wang stared at her for a mont, then his eyes suddenly lit up.
"It's really you, Yatou!" After confirming that she wasn't a hallucination, his face split into a wide smile. "How have you been?"
He imdiately began examining her from head to toe, his gaze sharp and concerned. After confirming that she looked healthy and uninjured, Uncle Wang let out a long sigh of relief.
"It's good you're alive and well," he said sincerely. "I've been worried ever since those strange n ca asking about you. After that, I couldn't contact you anymore." His brows furrowed. "What happened afterward? Did those n co to find you again and make trouble for you?"
A girl who had lost her parents, had no close relatives, and lived alone, how could he not worry?
Moreover, she was about the sa age as his daughter-in-law.
Weihao, standing nearby, caught the implication in Uncle Wang's words. He more or less knew who the old man was referring to. After being reborn, Weihao had wanted to completely settle that matter, but by the ti he moved, those people had already vanished.
Now, only Lu Chenyu and Lu iying remained.
Knowing Nanzhi's personality, Weihao hadn't touched them yet. He was waiting for her decision.
"Hey," Baoyin leaned closer to Feng Ran and whispered near his ear, "do you know who that old man is?"
Feng Ran was startled by her sudden closeness. Her breath brushed against his ear, making him instinctively tilt his head away before answering.
"If I'm not mistaken," he replied quietly, "he should be the owner of the apartnt Sister-in-law used to live in."
This was the perk of being Lin Weihao's so-called leg pendant, information naturally ca your way.
"Oh." Baoyin nodded in understanding.
Bingwen and Hei Qian stood quietly to the side, listening without interrupting.
Back then, because Nanzhi knew Lu Chenyu and Lu iying could use her phone number to track her, she had no choice but to discard it.
"They didn't," Nanzhi replied aloud, while silently adding in her heart, More like, I was the one who made trouble for those guys.
"As for my phone, I lost it on the road," she continued calmly. "I'm sorry I didn't contact you again, Uncle Wang."
The truth was far too troubleso to explain.
"It's fine, Yatou," Uncle Wang said, clearly relieved. "I'm just glad you're alright."
He truly didn't mind that she hadn't contacted him. After that unfortunate incident, this girl had thrown herself into work with alarming intensity. Others might not have noticed, but he knew—he knew it was her way of coping with loneliness.
Thinking about everything that had happened over the past few months, Uncle Wang couldn't help but sigh.
It was truly unfortunate that things had turned out this way.
He didn't know when, or if everything would ever return to normal.
After finishing his train of thought, Uncle Wang finally noticed that there were five other people standing behind Nanzhi.
"They are…?" he asked, looking at her with curiosity.
Nanzhi introduced her companions one by one, including Weihao.
"Oh! Xiao Nan's friends!" Uncle Wang imdiately greeted them warmly. "Hello! Hello! You can all call Uncle Wang too. Thank you for taking care of Xiao Nan."
However, when he heard two particular nas, Uncle Wang was visibly stunned.
Feng Ran?
Wasn't that the son of the Feng family in the capital? The one whose family owned several luxury brands and mining industries?
And Lin Weihao?
The Lin family had always been famous, especially Lin Weihao himself. He was the legendary "cousin standard" that Eastern parents used to compare their children to. Young. Accomplished, and frighteningly capable.
Although the Wang family was considered well-off and his son held a high-ranking position in the navy, they were still far from being fortunate enough to et figures of this caliber in person.
Uncle Wang hadn't t Lin Weihao before, but he had heard countless rumors.
Not only was Lin Weihao handso to the point where in-laws would find him troubleso, his aura was said to be just as terrifying as when General Lin led armies back in the day.
One look at him could make people's knees go weak.
The rumors were absolutely justified.
This Yatou really scored big, Uncle Wang thought to himself.
"Yatou," he whispered, leaning closer to her, his voice full of curiosity, "how did you manage to bring such big Buddhas with you?"
He truly couldn't understand it. He knew Nanzhi was capable, but not this capable!
"Let's just say I borrowed so good fortune," Nanzhi replied, lifting the corner of her lips slightly.
Uncle Wang still found it hard to believe.
He had heard that Lin Weihao wasn't interested in won at all. There were even rumors that when a princess from a Western country proposed marriage, he hadn't even batted an eye. Another rumor claid he was bent.
So Uncle Wang genuinely couldn't wrap his head around how this girl had managed to snag such a boyfriend.
"Yatou," Uncle Wang continued earnestly, "the world has beco lawless now. With that kind of handsoness, you'll find yourself in a series of troubles."
He leaned in even closer and lowered his voice conspiratorially.
"I had a handso neighbor once. During the flood, his place was looted, and the thief even kidnapped him. Luckily, he managed to ask for help in ti. The thief was caught by the neighbors and confessed that he did it because he had liked the handso man for a long ti."
Uncle Wang patted Nanzhi's arm aningfully.
"Yatou, you really need to watch your backyard!"
Nanzhi hadn't expected Uncle Wang to be this chatty or this bold.
Feng Ran, who had overheard everything, burst out laughing. This was the first ti he'd heard soone indirectly scold Lin Weihao like this.
He turned to look at Weihao.
Lin Weihao wore his usual expressionless face, his posture straight and imposing as ever. However, if one looked closely, it was clear that he wasn't completely unaffected by Uncle Wang's remarks.
Feng Ran silently gave Uncle Wang a thumbs-up in his heart.
Uncle Wang wasn't done yet. He deliberately lowered his voice further and added, "Yatou, one more thing…"
"I heard that he and the Feng family's son… are in a relationship..."
Feng Ran choked on his laughter.
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