C82 To dinner

I saw that there was actually a black thread in the pile of white rice grains. Forcefully suppressing my disgust, I stretched out my index finger and thumb and pulled out the thread from the pile of rice grains.

It grew longer and longer, and it had jet-black hair. I did not need to look to know that it was Xiao Hongdie's, because only Xiao Hongdie's hair was this long and black