He must love her very much to block out all the strange aspects of this woman automatically.
I followed Ken, watching as he wandered into the kitchen, picked up the dead chickens on the floor, and scrutinized them.
Seemingly thinking of something, he took out a plastic bag from the drawer and threw all the dead chickens in.
With a smile, he carried the bag towards a wooden door in the living room.
Behind the door were stairs leading to the basement.
There was a large freezer in the basement, initially used for storing food.
But now, it only contained one human head, which belonged to me.
My heart was about to jump out, and I wished I could rush up and help him open the door.
His hand was already on the door handle. He just needed to twist it and would find me...
"Ken, what are you doing going to the basement?"
I was icy cold all over, looking back at Lily.
This woman really had a strong psychological quality, still composed at the moment with her sweet appearance.
Ken waved the plastic bag in his hand.
"The weather has been hot these days. I'm afraid the dead chickens will stink if they sit around for too long, so I plan to put them in the freezer for you."