I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Therefore, this person should do some good deeds in his spare time. Look, while Ling Xiao himself was still completely unaware of this and happily enjoying the food Xiao Hua brought him back, Hei Xiazi, this "master screenwriter," had already used his rich experience in the martial arts world and his ability to see through people's hearts to forcefully give Ling Xiao's behavior a logically sound, well-motivated, and even tragic aura of "I am the only one who is sober in a world of drunks" and "decluttering" wisdom.

However, even if Ling Xiao knew these excuses, he wouldn't care, because he had important matters to resolve.

The air was filled with the enticing aroma of food. The freshly roasted duck had crispy skin and tender meat, glistening with a caramel color; the steamed grouper had white, jade-like flesh, and hot oil brought out the fresh aroma of scallions and ginger; a basket of crystal-clear shrimp dumplings, with thin skins wrapping plump shrimp, was steaming hot.

Ling Xiao squinted contentedly, picked up a piece of crispy roast duck covered in white sugar, stuffed it into his mouth, and crunched it loudly. The crispy skin and rich fat of the duck blended perfectly in his mouth, making him shake his head in satisfaction. He then picked up a shrimp dumpling, stuffed it whole into his mouth, and chewed it with gusto, not forgetting to take a big gulp of the chilled freshly squeezed orange juice next to him.

"Mmm! Little Flower Brother, these shrimp dumplings are amazing! The shrimp meat is springy and the bamboo shoots are crisp. You have to try them!" He mumbled indistinctly as he eagerly reached for another dumpling with his chopsticks. His face was filled with pure, untroubled satisfaction, as if all the troubles in the world couldn't compare to the delicious taste before him.

Jieyuhua sat opposite him, her movements still elegant and refined. She slowly and deliberately used serving chopsticks to pick up a slice of roast duck as thin as a cicada's wing, dipped it in sweet bean sauce, added shredded scallions and cucumber strips, rolled it up, and then put it into her mouth to savor it. He watched Ling Xiao across from him eating like a satiated little beast, a helpless yet indulgent smile playing on his lips.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you." Xie Yuhua's voice was gentle and warm. "If you like it, we'll buy a couple more baskets next time."

"Mmm!" Ling Xiao nodded repeatedly, took another sip of juice, finally swallowed the food in his mouth, let out a long sigh, leaned back in his chair, touched his slightly bulging belly, and sighed happily, "Life is short, so enjoy it while you can! I've gotten fat."

"You're so thin you're almost unhealthy. I really don't know how you've grown so big when you eat so little." Xie Yuhua sighed inwardly as she watched him say he was full after eating so little.

"Hehe..." Ling Xiao, having finished eating, flashed a bright smile at Xie Yuchen. "Brother Hua, shall we go for a walk to digest our food later? I heard there's a place at the night market that sells really fragrant roasted chestnuts!"

Looking at his carefree expression, Xie Yuchen's smile deepened, tinged with a subtle complexity. He gently put down his chopsticks, picked up a warm, damp towel to wipe his hands, and said softly, "Alright, as you wish."

On one side lies the solemnity and calculation of teetering on the brink of disaster, and on the other, the warmth and contentment of everyday life. The world's disparities are starkly highlighted at this moment by the tension between food and distance.

"To Tamutuo," the young man said.

"What the hell?" Fatty's brain seemed not to have processed it yet. It was the blind man who revealed the young man's thoughts: "Anyway, since Third Master has already taken the things from Golmud, there's no need to go to Golmud. Why not see what Wu Sansheng and Chen Yunjin are up to?"

“But wouldn’t that mean telling Miss Aning about the notes?” Cheng Yu said with a somewhat troubled expression.