During dinner, Bingdisi sat next to me—of course, this refers to her body in a disembodied soul state. Sister Bing herself is still stuck inside my soul. It's clear that Bingdisi is full of resentment about her current state, as her biggest hobby is enjoying food and fun. Now all those favorite activities are gone, and the situation is such that the top priority food is already not feasible. What's more miserable than watching your family eat a grand feast while you can only watch from the side? It's watching yourself watch your family eat a grand feast. Those who can't see the logic here can go back and scribble some formulas.
"Speaking of, what's the point sitting here?" I negotiated with Bingdisi inside my soul, "How about I help your body back to rest? Maybe if it sleeps, you'll be back."
