Chapter 6


    Ste couldn''t believe it. Not only had apartment 1801 acquired a new tenant, he was also the same


    young man who had lent a helping hand at the courier service station.


    The man was tall and lean, with a handsome, cool demeanor. His clothes hinted at a muscr


    physique that suggested explosive power.


    After a brief nod of surprise, he continued his work and Ste quickly retreated back to her room.


    This time it was different. Not only had the hurricane arrived early, but she also had a new neighbor.


    Who in their right mind would install three steel doors? She didn''t want trouble, but she maintained


    a level of caution. He was indeed brave enough to help her, but after all, it was before the natural


    disaster, and with the decline of morality in the end of the world, who could guarantee that he would


    remain kind?


    Now, she found herself in her apartment, brushing her teeth and grabbing some breakfast. The


    weather was still dreary, and she could hear the howling winds of the hurricane against her


    windows. In just one night, the streets were flooded and many cars were submerged. The lower-


    lying areas werepletely swept away by the floodwaters.


    The rain obstructed the view, and in the distance, everything appeared hazy and ominous. The sky


    grew darker, as if two invisible hands of darkness werepressing the entire city in their grasp,


    crushing it with relentless force.


    She stood on her balcony with her binocrs, watching as a tornado formed, quickly sucking up


    everything in its path. Were there tornadoes in her previous life? She couldn''t remember. She had a


    feeling that things were getting worse.


    Her phone kept buzzing with messages. She switched off herwork, annoyed by the constant


    notifications.


    She busied herself in the kitchen, cleaning and chopping, preparing a meal. When she turned off


    the kitchen fan, she could faintly hear a child crying. She didn''t pay it any mind until she heard the


    cryinging from next door.


    She was only a first-year medical student, but she knew enough to recognize that the child''s crying


    sounded off. After a moment of hesitation, she knocked on the door of apartment 1801, "Rosie?"


    She knocked for a while but there was no answer. Just as she was about to leave, she heard the


    door utch. The door opened to reveal a child with tear-streaked cheeks, her face abnormally


    flushed. "Rosie, why are you crying?"


    Ste touched her forehead, which was burning hot. The child was clearly sick with a fever.


    "Where''s your dad?"


    "My brother is gone." The child''s voice was hoarse from crying, "My brother doesn''t want Rosie as


    well."


    It seemed she had been abandoned before.


    Steforted her, assuring her that her brother would be back soon, and offered to take her to


    her apartment in the meantime.


    The sick child was frightened by the unfamiliarity, but she remembered the youngdy, and


    tentatively agreed.


    Ste took Rosie back to her apartment, gave her some children''s cold medicine, and left a note on


    the door of apartment 1801 for Rosie''s family.


    Listening to the roaring typhoon outside, Ste couldn''t help but be curious about the


    neighbor. Wasn''t going out in this kind of weather akin to seeking death?


    The typhoon was asionally apanied by thunder and lightning, and the television had lost


    signal. Upon seeing Rosie, who was curled up on the sofa appearing extremely terrified and


    anxious, Ste''s mind drifted back to her childhood. She thought about how she would get sick and


    curl up in bed, crying into her pillow, feeling abandoned by the world when she saw other kids being


    cared for by their parents.


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    Ste could only pull out her tablet and y downloaded cartoons for Rosie to watch. The


    animations certainly did the trick as they seemed to provide a slight boost to Rosie''s sagging spirits.


    As Ste sat down to check her phone, she noticed a message from Hector. [Ste, I was rude


    yesterday, don''t be upset. I was looking forward to youing to my birthday party, but you didn''t


    show up, so I was upset.]


    Ste didn''t expect him to be such a wimp. He couldn''t even hold on for a night.


    Well, there were so many people celebrating his birthday with him, so there must still be several


    people at his house who hadn''t left. Parties were all about snacks, beer and cake. They didn''t know


    how to cook, so where would they get their supply of food? Even if they had instant noodles and


    biscuits, it would not be enough to feed so many mouths.


    The message was an hour old, and Ste figured that Hector was probably hungry and looking for


    food.


    She ignored the other friend requests and continued scrolling through her messages.


    Two parents from the tutoring before sent messages, thanking her for her reminder that allowed


    them to go to the supermarket on time to buy food, otherwise their families would have gone hungry.


    One of them even sent a giftcard as a token of gratitude.


    Ste did not ept it, and even if she had, she wouldn''t have had the chance to spend it.


    There were people bragging about theirvish meals, othersining about not having any food


    at home, and some even offering to trade their face masks for a pack of instant noodles.


    Ste quickly scrolled past these messages until she stumbled upon a video. It showed a car being


    swept away by the floodwaters and a firefighter trying to rescue the upants, only to be


    swallowed by the raging waters. Such videos were not umon, some with sessful rescues,


    others with tragic endings.


    Ste found herself growing increasingly frustrated as she stared at her phone. Just as she was


    about to switch it off, a message from Hector popped up.