"Song Qing? Your takeaway has arrived." Takeaway? Song Qing was stunned and subconsciously said, "I didn't order takeout." After saying that, he felt a little weird. It was already past midnight. Where did the takeout come from? He immediately thought of the cracks on the road outside. There must have been a lot of monsters crawling out. Are there still people delivering takeout now? Song Qing intuitively felt that the scene in front of him was inconsistent, but he heard a familiar voice outside the door. It was indeed the voice of the proprietress who often delivered food to him. Outside the door, the hoarse voice of the landlady came, "This is the takeout you ordered, please open the door quickly." The strange tone was straight and straight, as if there was no emotion or emotion. Song Qing was a little creepy, and without saying anything, he walked to the door softly. , Looked out through the peephole, it was pitch black, and the voice of the landlady came from the door again: "Song Qing, please open the door quickly." Song Qing was leaning against the door, looking out, this voice passed through the door panel and reached Song Qing's ears, as if he was in his ears, Song Qing was startled.