"Many things," Zheng Yichen tossed the Essence of Life to the woman resembling a zombie bride; the recipient clutched the small bottle tightly, displaying an infatuated expression.
"I'm an open book, come on in first," the woman stepped aside, presenting the room to Zheng Yichen. How to describe the room? It was rather ordinary.
Normal tables and chairs, even some basic appliances, with a radio on the table and an old-fashioned television in another spot.
"Too ordinary..."
"No one wants their home to look terrible."
Uh, do you still count as a person? Zheng Yichen resisted the urge to ask this as he observed the woman who looked like a zombie bride. He walked in and the woman quickly brought over a teapot.
The tea that was poured out had a jasmine scent. Zheng Yichen took a sip; it tasted quite good, almost like sunlight.
"...Didn't your family ever teach you not to accept food from strangers?" the 'zombie bride' curiously remarked upon Zheng Yichen's straightforward action.
