Liu Shiling hugged her custard pie, glanced at Alice squatting next to her, looked up at Xiao Pingguo in her ultra-cool glasses leaning against the door, and at the shiny, pudgy bird perched on her shoulder. In the kitchen, Tang Baona and Yang Zhen Er were busily preparing a fast-food lunch.
This atmosphere made her feel very happy, safe, and comfortable.
Although her mom, chicken wing sister, and Bald Uncle were not here, she knew her mom was at the company, and since the weather was bad, she wouldn't typically come back at noon; she knew that chicken wing sister was at Chongyun Village base, leading others in research, and they would meet soon; she knew that Bald Uncle was flying in the sky, sweeping the clouds away, his head buzzing with electricity, on his way to save the world.
As for the thunderstorm outside, the monster lurking in Antarctica, and all the pessimistic and negative comments online, they did not affect her at all.
