Shen Qin's room always seemed to offer an interesting sight whenever its door opened, and never the same one twice.
It was Martin's morning, apparently.
"Ah, are you all right, Miss Shen Qin?"
Looking at the weak yet frantic Shen Qin at his feet, Xu Shi covered his mouth in mock surprise. "What happened...? What do you want me to give you?"
"Give me..."
Shen Qin could barely muster the strength to speak. She could only force herself to reach toward the dining cart behind him.
"Then say it clearly. What exactly do you want me to give you?"
Xu Shi blocked her with a puzzled look, spreading his hands as he adopted the tone of a nagging monk. "If you want something, then say so. How am I supposed to know what you want if you don't tell me? Even if you're looking at me very sincerely, you still have to tell me clearly what you want..."
"...Give me food!"
Unable to stand his rambling any longer, Shen Qin used every last bit of strength to shout. It was clear that hunger made people more irritable, and facing someone like Xu Shi in that state probably made her want to die.
"Oh, is that it?"
Only then did Xu Shi nod as though he had suddenly understood.
Then he waved a hand solemnly. "Nope."
"...?"
Shen Qin's pupils contracted instantly.
"You said it yourself. Even if you died here, you wouldn't eat a single bite of my food."
Xu Shi crouched down and patiently explained, "Personally, I greatly admire your resolve, so I'm helping you. No need to thank me, though. I'd get smug."
"No, don't..."
Seeing him rise to leave, Shen Qin panicked and grabbed his pant leg tightly. "Give me food... please..."
If she did not eat