His hanging heart finally dropped and he sat on the floor as if all of his energy was drained.
As he did so, two steaming dishes appeared on the table next to him.
The man blinked in disbelief,
"This...this..."
"Eat something first, I don't want you to faint." Su Jiyai said.
The man's eyes turned a bit watery.
How long has it been since he had seen such a tempting dish?
He cautiously approached the table, as if afraid the food might disappear if he moved too quickly.
His hands trembled as he picked up the chopsticks, and the first bite brought tears streaming down his face.
The flavors were overwhelming, a stark contrast to the meager, often tasteless rations he had been surviving on.
"This... thank you," he murmured between bites, barely able to speak as he devoured the food with a hunger that spoke of prolonged deprivation.
Su Jiyai watched through the monitor, her heart heavy.
