Although Jing Shu wanted to say don't renovate so well since in a few years you'll have to move again, she thought about it and realized that at the level of Mary's house, they probably don't care anymore. Just like her, now it's all about pursuing a better quality of life.
"Alright everyone, we're all here, let's talk while we eat." Mary clapped her hands to gather attention and especially pulled Jing Shu to sit next to her: "Shu, you sit next to me."
"Okay."
Everyone had a small table set in two rows, still an independent seated banquet style, with some candies, fruits, and a bouquet of flowers on each table, showing a very high standard.
Once everyone was seated, Jing Shu finally got a chance to observe her classmates. She had to admit, the years of living in the apocalypse made this group of 27-year-olds look as worn as if they were in their forties, with some already having full heads of gray hair.
