"What you said..."
Ning Ran and Jiang Miaoyi exchanged a look. "What do you mean?"
Under Mitian's reluctant gaze, Bo Yi put down his chopsticks and tipped his chin toward the bowl on the coffee table. "See for yourselves..."
Ning Ran and Jiang Miaoyi immediately leaned over the bowl. "Huh?" Quite a bit of fine gray dust was floating on the surface of the water. Ning Ran picked up the chopsticks beside it, scooped a little onto them, and held them up near her neck to sniff. "Is this..."
"Incense ash?"
Jiang Miaoyi instantly realized something and rushed back to the dining table. She scraped the rice from her bowl into another bowl, poured hot water into the empty one, then picked up a little food with her chopsticks and swished it around in the water.
Perhaps because the oil held onto it more readily, she had to rinse the food for quite a while before the gray dust slowly floated to the surface.
"Just as I thought..." Incense ash had been added to these dishes too. Qiqi's Mom's cooking was heavy on oil and rich sauces to begin with, and the room was dimly lit. Without Bo Yi's warning, they would never have noticed anything else had been added.
Jiang Miaoyi set down her chopsticks and glanced at Xiao Tian on the sofa. Bo Yi was pushing his head away, but for some reason, he stubbornly refused to get up. She couldn't help remarking, "You two really are in sync..."
If she remembered correctly, the moment Bo Yi had noticed something wrong with the dish, that new player named Xiao Tian had crouched down and started pretending to be sick, complaining that his stomach hurt... If she hadn't witnessed Xiao Tian charging blindly into the black fog earlier, proving