"Huff, that's refreshing."
In Peng Zhi's room, the gaming Peng Zhi took a satisfying sip of cold water filled with ice cubes from the fridge that his wife gave him and comfortably exhaled.
Just as he did, he heard his wife's footsteps approaching and the door opening. He turned to see his wife entering with a bowl of noodles.
Peng Zhi showed a satisfied smile, took the noodles, thanked his wife. Watching her turn around and leave, smashing the door in the process, he felt delighted.
Peng Zhi knew his wife was off to fool around with that idiot Li Ming, and was pleased to watch her leave.
"All the work just for a meal. Now that it's the end of the world and food is so precious. This life...is great," thought Peng Zhi.
