After Connor left, Sam never saw him again until bedtime.
During this time, Sam went to Aunt Liu's room. Seeing that her breathing was steady and her complexion was normal, Sam felt relieved. After a busy night, Sam felt as if his whole body had been run over by wheels after escaping death. He returned to his room and fell asleep.
I woke up at noon.
When Sam woke up, his stomach was growling with hunger. There was an aroma of roast chicken lingering around his nose. Sam sniffed, thinking it was an illusion, but the smell did not dissipate, but became more real.
Sam opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a slender and strong hand dragging a roast chicken steadily towards him. The owner of the hand was Connor.
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