Faced with Liu Haoyu's question, Qin Liu found herself unable to answer for a moment.
The ghost exorcist profession was one of walking along the edge of a blade. Death could come at any time.
Perhaps Liu Haoyu could only live for five years? Ten years? Or maybe... less than a year?
While Qin Liu was lost in thought, Liu Haoyu stamped out his cigarette and returned to the house with a carefree stride.
Even so, it was still easy to see that his heart might not be as calm and indifferent as he appeared.
When Qin Liu returned to the house, she saw the man pick up his bowl of white rice again.
He did not eat any dishes. He simply shoveled the rice into his mouth, one mouthful at a time.
At last, Qin Liu could not stand watching any longer.
"Why don't you have some of the dishes..." Qin Liu said, then suddenly felt that something was off. She quickly added, "That girl made too much food. I can't finish it all either, and it'll stink if it stays here. You should eat it."
"Oh?"
Liu Haoyu had not expected Qin Liu to take the initiative like this. If she had acted as she did before, she should have resisted strongly.
"Let me make this clear first! I haven't eaten any of it!"
Perhaps she had sensed the doubt in Liu Haoyu's eyes, because Qin Liu's face reddened slightly.
"Is that so?"
Liu Haoyu did not think much of it. He casually picked up a chicken leg from the altar and began gnawing on it.
But that was the one thing she had eaten!
Qin Liu's eyes went blank.
After a while, Liu Haoyu finished all the food on the altar. Once he had eaten his fill,