Xi Ying saw his little movement and whispered, "Let's go eat."
Wen Youyang: "Yeah."
The two walked through the corridor to the living room and saw the woman coming out of the kitchen. She was still wearing an apron, which was a little wet. It looked like she had just washed the dishes and put them away.
When the woman saw the two of them, she showed a simple smile and said, "Aren't you still sleeping at this late hour?"
Wen Youyang asked: "I haven't eaten enough for dinner, is there anything to eat now?"
The woman was stunned when she heard this, "Why are you not full for dinner? Is it because the food I cooked is not to your liking?"
The smile on her face was replaced by a sense of loss, as if the food she cooked was not to her liking, which was such a sad thing for her.
Wen Youyang wanted to comfort her, but Xi Ying held his hand, took a small step forward, and said softly: "It's just that I didn't have much appetite during dinner. We all paid for it, so what?" The food is the same every time. We didn’t ask you to make us something to eat, we made it ourselves.”
Although Xi Ying's voice was faint, it was strangely cold and determined.
Wen Youyang was afraid that the woman would be even more depressed after hearing this, but unexpectedly the woman wiped her face, raised her head and raised a smile.
"Look at what you are saying. Since you are hungry, how can you make food by yourself? Tell me what you want to eat and I will cook it for you."
"Just get whatever you want, as long as it lasts enough, we don't choose." Xi Ying said.
"Okay." The woman turned and entered the kitchen.
Xi Ying pulled Wen Youyang to the dining table and sat down, never letting go of her hand.
Wen Youyang looked at the hands held by the two of them and felt the coolness of Xi Ying's palm. He hesitated to speak. After all, he still didn't say anything to make Xi Ying let go.
Instead, he asked another question: "Lu Zhu, why did you talk to her with that attitude just now? But this NPC is really rich in emotions, and he still feels frustrated."
Wen Youyang's question made Xi Ying smile.
She held Wen Youyang's hand, looked at it with slightly lowered eyes, and rubbed her fingers on his palm, as if stroking his palm prints.
"You also know she is an NPC."
A faint sentence, but like a switch lock of some kind of puzzle, made Wen Youyang fall into a kind of contemplation of understanding.
"Because she is an NPC, all her reactions are pre-set. In other words, her reaction is also based on our performance. The reason why she is disappointed is because she heard us talking about dinner. Not full. Is she trying to use this reaction to get us to eat when it’s time to eat and not at other times?!”
Wen Youyang figured it out.
Xi Ying pinched Wen Youyang's hand with her slender fingers, stroked it gently, and said, "Yes."
"Then does this prove that we can't relax at every meal in the future, and we will have to eat it?" Wen Youyang asked.
Xi Ying lowered her eyes: "Originally I didn't know, but after seeing her reaction just now, I think this is the case."
Wen Youyang: "Then other people will soon realize that something is wrong."
Xi Ying said: "So this method of death will be replaced soon."
Wen Youyang: "..."
He suddenly looked at Xi Ying and asked, "What are we going to do tomorrow?"
Xi Ying raised her eyes to look at him and said in a deep voice: "Visit every household in the village and ask them where their young people have gone."
Wen Youyang: "Why do I think it is so easy to die in this situation?"