C121 Bad News
The dinner was exceedingly quiet, with neither of them uttering a word.
Not wasting food is an admirable trait. After they had finished eating, Lee Fei cleared the bowls and chopsticks and washed them himself.
Peas sprawled in the living room, gazing up at the ceiling, content in the thought that life as a dog was far simpler than navigating the complexities of human relationships
