Chen Shouyi thought of every blade of grass and every tree in Dongning, and of every classmate he'd known from kindergarten through elementary school, middle school, and high school.
He thought of his family's old house.
That not-so-pretty courtyard held countless childhood memories.
And there was the cabinet full of collectibles in his bedroom.
But now, everything had been reduced to ashes, with only memories left in his heart.
He couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.
But that was war!
"What's wrong?" Luo Jingwen noticed Chen Shouyi had suddenly fallen silent and turned to ask.
"Nothing. Just remembered a few things." Chen Shouyi gathered himself and replied.
Luo Jingwen didn't think much of it.
The group soon arrived at his villa.
Chen Shouyi went into the kitchen and tried the gas stove. As expected, the natural gas had been cut off.
The water hadn't been cut off, though of course it couldn't be.
Over half a year ago, the city government had installed large water-storage tanks in every residential building to serve as emergency water supplies.
The villas in the district had naturally been fitted with smaller tanks too, placed on the third-floor terrace.
They were enough to last ten days or half a month.
He found a spare gas canister in the cupboard and hooked it up. There was still another one inside.
In a world where war could break out at any moment, these were basic precautions. He turned to Ye Zong and Luo Jingwen and asked, "How should we cook it?"
"Stir-fry it. Save some gas!" Ye Zong eagerly suggested from the side.
He'd never gotten to eat demigod meat before!
"Let me do it. With your awful cooking, you'd be wasting good meat," Luo Jingwen said bluntly.
Chen Shouyi stepped aside, looking dejected.
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