Actually, there's a saying that's quite reasonable: being able to eat is a blessing. Oh wait, that's an old saying from the older generation, so I won't say much about it here.
Speaking of foodies, only good-looking people who eat can be called foodies, while ugly ones? They're just called gluttons.
"What time?"
"We'll start eating whenever you arrive."
Sure enough, she's willing to come.
"I'll cook the crab. You guys can't do it and don't ruin my crabs."
"Mm, okay..."
How much longer can we spend together? If I die, will you cry for me? Or maybe, I really shouldn't show up in front of you anymore.
Now, Xiaofan suddenly thinks it wouldn't be so bad if Shen Zuimo forgot about her for the rest of his life. At least if one day when she goes to uproot the Red Butterfly's den and accidentally loses her life, she won't feel sad for her. After all, when you're dead, you're dead. To her, Xiaofan is just a passerby.
