Even the mentally ill were catching the contagion from each other.
She was so scared.
She indeed wasn't suited for life outside.
She should just stay under the blanket.
Stay in the room.
Su Yinhe was quivering under the blanket; after a quick shudder, she realized something was off.
She was the boss, the boss!
What was there to fear?
The supermarket was all under her control; there was nothing to be afraid of.
Hey.
Not scared anymore.
Su Yinhe threw off the blanket and ran out again.
When Lin Murong, that lunatic, charged at her, she used her authority to send him flying.
Literally flying.
"Ow! That hurts." Lin Murong, clutching his back, felt as if all his organs had shifted.
"Does it hurt? Good," said Su Yinhe, blowing on her fist.
"You've changed, Yinhe," Lin Murong struggled to lift his head, "you were scared of me just a moment ago."
"That was then, this is now," she was no longer who she was just a moment ago.
