After Xue Chuchu left, Jiang Ning was the only one left in the room.
The game on the 32-inch monitor had frozen, and that world had been locked in place along with it.
Jiang Ning casually found a TV program and let it play in the background.
He picked up a skewer from the small table, eating as he watched TV.
Jiang Ning had long grown used to this kind of life. In the years after graduating in his previous life, whenever he got off work and craved something, he would splurge on four or five dozen yuan's worth of grilled skewers to bring back to his rental.
Just like now, watching TV while eating, enjoying himself alone.
It was neither good nor bad—just a little lonely. But at least he was alive and healthy, without having suffered too much injustice.
The skewers he had bought in his previous life naturally could not compare to the freshly slaughtered Little Goat that Boss Yang next door prepared every day. Jiang Ning ate slowly. Once the skewers cooled, their texture suffered considerably, so Jiang Ning flicked out a thread of Spirit Flame and lightly covered them.
While he was eating, hurried, light footsteps sounded outside, and Xue Yuantong burst into the room.
She said indignantly, "Well, well, Jiang Ning, you actually did something like that behind my back!"
Jiang Ning shifted his gaze. "Hm? What did I do?"
Xue Yuantong said, "You know perfectly well what you did!"
She sat down on the sofa and picked up a skewer, savoring it happily.
Jiang Ning had not extended his Spiritual Sense earlier, so he did not know exactly what had happened. He closed his eyes and activated it, scanning outward along the ground. Under the reflection of his Spiritual Sense, countless footprints appeared.