At the dining table, the two sat facing each other, with three dishes and a soup laid out between them, their colors bright and fresh.
In Slaughter City, where darkness lasted all day and the smell of blood filled the air, the sight seemed particularly unreal.
Xiao Wu looked at the delicious food before her and rubbed her chin. She kept feeling that something was missing.
Lin Yang saw what was on her mind, and a bottle of wine instantly appeared in his hand.
"Let's drink this today!"
Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly lit up. She leaned over and sniffed it. The wine's fragrance was rich and mellow-not the crude spirits found in Slaughter City, but fine wine from the outside world.
She could not help asking, "You even prepared wine?"
"This is Wind and Snow Drunk. It was... a gift from a friend."
Lin Yang poured them each a cup. The wine was clear and translucent, like a cup of amber.
"Cheers!"
"Cheers!"
They clinked their cups and drank.
As the wine flowed down their throats and into their stomachs, a peculiar sensation rose from within, even dispelling some of the chill and killing intent that had accumulated over the past six months.
"It's delicious!" Little Rabbit's eyes sparkled as she held her empty cup out to Lin Yang.
"A little more."
"I don't have much left. Make it last."
With considerable "heartache," Lin Yang refilled Xiao Wu's cup.
"Stingy."
Little Rabbit muttered.
They chatted casually as they ate, drinking cup after cup.
Before they knew it, they had divided up and drained every last drop of the little Wind and Snow Drunk that remained.
A faint blush gradually colored Xiao Wu's cheeks. Though subtle, it made her look especially vibrant.
As Lin Yang looked at Xiao Wu now, his