Chapter 43 chapter Five

Gray helped his fiancée to the sofa in the living room, poured her a glass of boiling water, and held her tightly in his arms. Dilly slumped on the sofa, her head resting tightly on Gray's shoulder, her mind was in a mess. After a few minutes, she calmed down a little, and muttered to herself, "All this...what's going on?" "Could it be..." Gray guessed, "A thief has entered our house..." "A thief comes in and doesn't steal anything, but cooks me a rich and delicious breakfast." Dilly looked at Gray. "If that's the case, maybe we should invite him to come and make lunch."

Gray frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Honey, are you really sure you ate those things?" "what?" "I mean, could this all be in your morning dreams, or..." "Listen, Grey." Dilly said seriously, "I don't have a fever, and I don't have a delirium. I think I can distinguish reality from fantasy." "However, I went to the restaurant to look at it just now, and there was nothing on the table, and I couldn't find the things you mentioned in the kitchen." "I've eaten it, Gray! And I've cleared the table. How'd you find it?" cried Dilly. "Damn it, I should have left a bacon or two, Then you won't think I'm talking in my sleep!"

"Well, well, honey, I believe everything you say. But since you've eaten all that and nothing happened, let's stop thinking about it," Gray reassured, "Let's forget These things, okay?" Di Li shifted her gaze to her fiancé again, and she asked, "Grey, do you have something to hide from me?" Hearing this sentence, Gray's body trembled slightly, he blinked and swallowed his discomfort. "Stop talking silly, my dear, what can I hide from you?" He said in a stiff tone. Dilly continued to stare at Gray: "But your eyes tell me that you don't think so."

After a brief silence, Gray hesitated and said, "There is one thing, um...Actually, I was going to tell you, but..." He stopped incoherently, frowning tightly, as if reluctant to mention it. "What's going on? Gray, tell me." Dilly urged him. Gray looked at Di Li and said with a serious face: "There is a locked storage room on the far right side of the second floor. You must not go into that room." "What do you mean? Gray." Di Li looked at him with puzzled eyes. Gray turned around suddenly, grabbed Di Li by the shoulder, and said, "Don't ask so many questions, anyway, you promised me that you would never enter that room!"

"Didn't you say it's locked? How can I get in? I don't have a key." Hearing this sentence, Gray seemed to be a little relieved, and he nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed, you couldn't get in at all..." "Wait, Gray, what do you mean by all this? Is there any secret hidden in that room? What does it have to do with this breakfast?" "I don't know if it has anything to do with it. I just know that you must never enter that room." "What's in that room, Gray?" Gray's body trembled again, and he said in horror, "Don't ask! I don't know, and I haven't been in before!"

"Then you should tell me—why this room is absolutely forbidden to enter?" Di Li asked unwillingly. "I don't know that either!" Gray became more and more frightened, "My father repeatedly explained this when I lived in this house—he didn't even tell me the reason!" Di Li looked at her fiancé and felt that he was like a frightened little boy at this moment. She wanted to ask something more, but she opened her mouth and said nothing. "Okay, Dilly, let's make lunch. I have to go to work this afternoon." Gray stood up from the sofa, obviously not wanting to talk about this issue any more.

Di Li stayed on the sofa for a few minutes, then walked into the kitchen helplessly and started cooking. Today's lunch, they spent in silence.