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What the fuck is going on? Pingzi hasn't been in Banai for a few days, so why is this little girl thinking about him again? Wu Xie licked his back molars a little irritably.

Yuncai's face showed tangle, and he held his clothes with his fingers. He lowered his head and hesitated for a few seconds before shaking his head: "It's okay, I just asked... if you still want to leave some food for him. Since he is not there, I won't leave any. The chicken soup is almost cold, naive boss, please take it back and eat it."

Seeing this innocent person, he didn't ask any questions, so he took the food and was about to leave. Before leaving, he said to the lost little girl: "If something happens, you can come to me."

"Okay, thank you, Boss Naive."

Walking on the road, Wuxie really wanted to slap herself, but why did she forget that this little girl was no ordinary person. Originally, I had been thinking that nothing could happen to her, that the fat man would be sad if something happened, etc. I also thought that I was reborn, had all the clues and the development of things, and watched it from a God's perspective, which was too arrogant.

But I forget that things will always change. You should always be cautious when you should be cautious, and never be careless again.

It started to drizzle again outside, and soft singing came from behind, ethereal and melodious. Wuxie paused and turned around to look.

Yun Cai sat alone by the window and stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops. They hummed softly in their local language, and the tassels on their accessories made a tiny sound as their bodies swayed, adding a distinctive sound to the song.

This piece of music felt familiar to Wu Xie, but after playing it through my mind, I had no memory.

I touched the ceramic vessel pretending to be chicken soup lightly with my arm, it was still a little warm. Feeling almost cold, Wuxie quickened his pace and hurried back.

"Fat man, here comes the chicken soup." Wuxie put the food out and gave him a small bowl of chicken soup.

As he approached the bed, he stirred symbolically with a spoon.

"Little fat man, come and have some chicken soup."

The fat man struggled to get up and leaned on the bedside, looking at Wuxie with disgust.

"Tianzhen, why are you so stimulated? Why are you talking so strangely? Are you hiding something from me? Or have you done something bad?"

Wuxie rolled her eyes at him, fed the spoon to the fat man's mouth, and said, "I can't stop your mouth after eating."

"Ouch," the fat man exclaimed as a few drops of chicken soup fell on his clothes.

"Tianzhen, do you know how to take care of others? Look at the terrible things you have done. You can wash these clothes."

Wuxie smiled awkwardly and replied: "Okay, okay, I'll wash, I'll wash. Take a few sips to calm down."

The fat man slowed down, and after gaining strength, he pushed the unreliable Wu Xie aside: "Okay, okay, I'll do it myself. You eat your food quickly, don't let it get cold in a while."

Wu Xie fed him a few more symbolic mouthfuls, then added some new chicken soup and handed it to the fat man while he ate beside him.

The fat man roughly stirred it with a spoon. Wuxie was pulling rice on the side.

"Fat man, just now Yuncai asked me about my brother's whereabouts." Wuxie didn't make it clear.

"Hulu~"

The fat man choked on the chicken soup. Wuxie took the bowl and served him some more, adding some meat as well.

"Tianzhen, tell me what is going on in this little girl's mind. Isn't it okay?"

"Fat Master, I...I really like it."

There was a long silence in the room. After a while, Wuxie poured the vegetables and juice into the rice, mixed it and finished eating. He also drank some of Fatty's chicken soup.