Plates of meat and vegetables went into the pot, and a dozen people scrambled to eat them. Even Duoduo had gotten on a chair, using both his hands to snatch at the food. He looked so adorable with his cheeks stuffed full that the girls couldn't help pinching his face.
Everyone forgot their sorrows and worries, as well as the zombies waiting for them outside. In that moment, all they could think about were the plates of food waiting to be eaten and the bottles of beer waiting to be drunk.
Indulging in the merrymaking provided a brief respite from their troubles and temporarily allowed them to escape from the uncertainties that lay ahead of them. What was most important to them in this moment was the fact that they were still alive. Carpe diem, baby!
After several rounds of drinking, Guo Yuan shouted enthusiastically, "Turn on the TV! How can we have hotpot without turning on the TV?"
Guo Zhen chuckled. "Do you think there will be anything to watch?"
