Early in the morning, the sun shone brilliantly as ever, and the leisurely birdsong drifted slowly into the Zen monastery on the morning breeze.
"Cough! That, Jingjing, I seem to recall you saying last night you wanted to be my new..."
"Scram! Dream on, you big-headed springtime daydreamer, why would I ever fall for a dead fatty like you!" Hu Jing jumped up like a fox with its tail stepped on and screeched at you, "And stop calling me Jingjing, it sounds so disgusting!"
Speaking of fat, why has the flab on my body seemingly evaporated overnight?"
"How would I know! And when did I say you were a pig? Aren't you afraid you might get poisoned by eating it?" Hu Jing looked at you with a face full of disdain.
"Well, I was just craving for it at the time, and besides, these strawberries don't look poisonous at all, and this is a Zen monastery, why would the monk poison his own strawberries?"
"Hmph!"
