"Your Da Vinci and foodie have come to a residential area ruin. Foodie thinks it's just like the place in its dream...it believes that behind that wall, there's a tree with red fruits, sweet and sour... Da Vinci chooses to believe... After all, it's still a child, still pure."
"Da Vinci and foodie cross over a low wall. There grows a short tree with verdant leaves and red fruits. The branches are covered in thorns. Da Vinci looks at the foodie. Is this the instinct of a foodie? Are you not afraid of pricking your tongue?"
"Your foodie hops under the tree, sticking out its tongue to curl around a fruit... In the next instant, the tree is gone... Foodie remains stunned in its place... Da Vinci turns away and leaves..."
"So dreams can come true?"
Ming pondered. he was used to all kinds of 'curses' from Da Vinci, so why not accept Foodie's dream? he hoped they were all good dreams and sweet dreams.
