C64 (2/2)

After seven hours of flight, if it weren't for the attractive thighs of the beautiful Indian air stewardess attracting me, I probably wouldn't be able to hold on for a long time. I've had a bad ear since I was young, and suffered from otitis media when I was young.

When I got off the plane, my aunt came to pick me up. When she saw me, a smile blossomed on her face and she waved at me from a distance.

When I saw her, I didn't know why, but I didn't dare look into her eyes. It was probably because when I thought about what had happened that night, my face burned.

On the way, my aunt asked me what was wrong. Why was my face so hot?

I quickly waved my hand to say it was all right, but in my heart I was thinking, Why does it seem like nothing happened to my aunt? Didn't she remember that night?

However, I didn't think too much about it. I chatted and laughed all the way home.

Arriving at the Second Uncle's House, he smelled a familiar fragrance, as well as that unique sense of tranquility.

Samit went out temporarily and specifically asked me to come back during the night to drink beer with him because he really liked the Yanjing beer that I brought over last time. He couldn't bear to leave the few remaining bottles, and said that he must have a good drink with me this time when I come back, but this time, I specially brought a case of Beijing white beer, which is the most expensive beer out of all.

When he went to the bedroom on the second floor, Second Uncle was still the same as before. His face was rosy and his body temperature was still there, just that he could not wake up.

At night, Samit came as planned and he came as well. When Kieran saw me, her eyes flashed with a strange light, but that look disappeared in a blink of an eye.

As they didn't like to chat during meals, the whole process was rather dull, while Samit also wasn't happy at all, his complexion wasn't good, I could feel it already, and I wasn't wrong, there must be something going on.

Under my constant questioning, Samit finally spoke the truth.

During my previous visit, Samit had sold a set of Black Infant s and a set of Holy Infant s. Right now, the goods in the shop are becoming lesser and lesser, and if my Second Uncle did not wake up soon, I would not be able to refine the corpse oil, thus, Samit was unable to produce the Holy Infant. During this period of time, the supplier had already called him three times, but they had all refused to provide him the raw materials, it was only because there were no Second Uncle's corpse oil s available. The Holy Infant's corpse could not be preserved. If this went on, not to mention the fact that the business would end, the supplier might not contact him anymore. What would happen next, even a fool would understand.

After Samit finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room instantly fell into an awkward silence.

After a fierce mental struggle, I said one sentence.

I said I had a way.