Love Unspoken

Walter's voice sounded ironic, and Quinn looked at him, puzzled.

He couldn't be bothered explaining and asked her, "You've been here for so long; are you hungry?"

Quinn nodded honestly after a moment of silence. If she weren't so hungry, she would have left long ago. The reason she was sitting here was because she was too hungry to move. She was still waiting for the person to bring food.

Her face was dirty at the moment, her sweater had turned into a patchwork sweater, her bun had come loose, and her messy hair was scattered.

It was obvious that she was lost.

It was fortunate that she had stayed here and not gone out. Otherwise, if she had been abducted, she would have still thought others were good people.

Walter asked something out of the blue, "Have you encountered anything strange while sitting here for so long?"

Obviously, it was a pointless question, and Quinn just shook her head.

"Are you scared?" he continued asking.

Quinn nodded repeatedly and eagerly. Of course, she was scared. There was no one else here, and it was very dark. She was most afraid of the dark.

suddenly sounded outside. His expression changed slightly, and he turned to look toward the

minutes, the footsteps

here for me; I'll go out and take a

grabbed his

her head and reassured her, "It's okay. I'll

say that, Quinn slowly

brushed off the dirt on his body and walked briskly toward

out, he saw a dark figure

sharpened, and he

to Walter, he stood still for a long

that face,

making it almost impossible to see its original appearance. The skin was stuck together and wrinkled. One

nose was also indistinct, with only two black holes visible. The mouth was slanted, looking particularly

long time, the remaining eye revealing incredibly

seemed to gather

to catch every twist and