Early morning.
Zhang Hehua woke up.
She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, desperately hoping this moment could last forever.
Yesterday was the most comfortable day she had experienced in the last year.
The room's heating was more than adequate; just a thin jacket was enough.
Unlike her rented apartment, where she didn't dare turn on the electric heater due to not affording the utility bills, which made it as cold as a refrigerator inside.
The bathroom here had plenty of hot water, and Zhang Hehua soaked in the bath for over half an hour, feeling several pounds lighter.
The fridge here was well stocked; she even found a couple of steaks and a few pieces of chicken breast.
Zhang Hehua hadn't eaten meat for two months; the taste of the fried steak almost made her swallow her tongue.
She even found chocolate and cake-like desserts.
Throughout the day, Zhang Hehua's mouth was constantly indulging in eating.
