With a "Dang" sound, Lin San Jiu put the empty drink can on the table and squeezed it flat easily; The distorted white word "Coca Cola" came out of the bend of the red jar.

"I don't know why, there is only coke and no drinking water here," Ye Lan pushed a pile of things on the small tea table towards Lin Sanjiu, "... I guess that's why there is a bathroom on the seventh floor."

Coke will increase the burden on the kidney. If you can't replenish water, it will easily cause dehydration symptoms; If from the perspective of survival, pure water is indispensable - Lin San Jiuming knew this, and he still drank the whole pot.

"But I've been to the bathroom on the seventh floor," she frowned, glanced at cakes, cookies and other food on the small tea table, and found that she had no appetite. "The faucet there has been dry, and there is no water."

"I know," Ye Lan pushed his glasses and sighed, "... I can't be so picky in special times; all I drink these days is the reclaimed water in the toilet tank."

What is worse than reclaimed water is that Lin San has not drunk it; Nodding, she looked at room 101 again.

As Ye Lan said, there is almost nothing in this room. The empty room doesn't look more than 20 square meters. The beige carpet is almost dark brown due to stains. In the whole room, there is only a small tea table and two black and dirty double seat sofas in the center.

However, when she came in from the door, thank you for the two bags of chuantiangu, the bag of baozi invasion and the three runes, isyu (I'm thanking you!) Two Fuhe bags, Hashimoto man, three bright lights, book friend 160108133350681, two green eyes of Margaret, two eggs, two eggs, snow cherry Nai, Fuk, I registered (my God) two peach blossom fans to read your book!

Thank you for coming here to support me. I know it's not easy!

Thank you also for Diqi, Xiaoye 001, Pang, young sorrow, unintentional sunset, the king of immortality, mirror V balance, and the clear blue moon ticket of the monthly ticket party! Today, I brush my hair. It's so scary

I haven't written about the plot of Ruyue station for a long time. I think I'm born by hand

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