Chapter 210 -210 Xia Ying’s Past
Xia Mufei still wanted to refuse, but the three of them had such a look that if he didn’t accept, they would be really angry, so he had no choice but to accept…
It wasn’t until he got home and saw the braised meat in his pocket that Xia Mufei sighed and muttered, “Today was another day of failed refusal.”
“What rejection failed?”
The sudden appearance of Xia Ying behind him gave Xia Mufei a start.
“You, you, you! When did you come back?”
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“Just got back.”
As Xia Ying spoke, he reached out and took the braised meat from Xia Mufei’s hand to look at it.
“Is it from them again?”
“Yeah, Uncle Lin and the others are really too nice. I can never refuse them,”
Xia Mufei replied helplessly. He himself didn’t notice that the topic had already been successfully diverted by Xia Ying.
“Did you really not know them before?” Xia Ying asked doubtfully. He always felt that there was an indescribable look in Lin Cheng and the others’ eyes when they looked at Xia Mufei, like… gratitude?
“I swear I really didn’t know them, but they say I look like a child from one of their relatives’ families.”
“I doubt that,”
After saying this, Xia Ying was about to go upstairs but was stopped by Xia Mufei.
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“Xia Ying, there are a few cans of beer that Uncle Lin gave me the other day. We’ve got beer and meat; let’s eat together,”
Xia Mufei said happily. Since the accident that happened last time, no one dared to move into this house anymore. Now, it was just the two of them, so they didn’t normally have to hide anything.
Xia Ying intended to refuse, but somehow he found himself nodding in agreement. It seemed that when faced with the always smiling, harmless Xia Mufei, he could never find an excuse to refuse.
Xia Mufei still had a particular fondness for the rooftop. He moved out a table from the attic, and the two of them started eating on the rooftop, blowing in the gradually cooling autumn breeze.
The braised meat didn’t look very big, but there was still a full plate of it cut up, and Xia Ying took out a bag of fried peanuts from somewhere and poured them onto the plate.
Even though Xia Mufei had already eaten dinner in the cafeteria, he still swallowed his saliva. In the apocalypse, this combination was unbeatable!
The braised meat given by Lin Cheng was delicious, and even Xia Ying couldn’t help but eat several bites.
“Xia Ying, Xia Ying, this meat is so delicious. I’ve never eaten meat this good before!” Xia Mufei said without exaggeration.
“Hmm,”
Xia Ying took a sip of beer. The familiar taste made him feel a bit dazed, as if he had returned to those hedonistic days.
“Xia Ying, is there anyone you really want to see right now?”
As Xia Mufei drank, he became more talkative.
Someone he wanted to see?
An image of that person floated into Xia Ying’s mind, but then it faded. He would never be able to meet with him again in this lifetime.
Seeing Xia Ying crush the beer can in his hand, Xia Mufei didn’t dare to ask any more. It seemed he had asked a rather inappropriate question.
But unexpectedly, Xia Ying started to chat with him.
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