"Diet therapy?" Fang Tianze, however, gave a bitter smile and shook his head, "I'd like to eat too, but... my appetite has been getting worse lately, and it even hurts to take medicine... Don't laugh at me, it's been a long time since I've had roast chicken or meat..."
Yang Ruxin looked down at the roast chicken she had brought to honor Uncle Wang and couldn't help but smile, "Then you should get better soon, and I'll treat you to it when the time comes." After saying this, she suddenly frowned, as she pondered to herself: What am I offering for? After all, there won't be any interaction between us in the future, it's just that...
"That's a promise," Fang Tianze said, his smile brightening as he quickly picked up on her words, "When I'm better, sister will treat me to roast chicken."
Yang Ruxin sighed, "We'll see." Frustration gnawed at her. Why did she speak so hastily?