Closing the door, Yu Minglang placed the food on the coffee table, and Xiao Qian walked over and sat down on the sofa. He took out the food and gave her a share.
"Did you call me over just to watch you eat?" Xiao Qian adjusted her sitting position, still not used to his stiff sofa.
"I've been busy all day and haven't even had a sip of water." He dragged an individual wooden chair over, just at an angle where he could see her without being too close to make her uncomfortable.
"Aren't you thirsty?"
"I'm used to it. Back at my old unit, I would lay on top of a pigsty with a pile of grass on my head, hiding in the same spot for two days."
Not eating or drinking while hiding at the old unit was a very normal thing. Although he had left now, he still missed it from time to time.
Pigsty... Xiao Qian gave the black rice porridge he put in front of her a glance and fell silent.
"So that pigsty, have you seen it? The dark and dirty mass that you can't really see—"
