"Joanna is so amazing, being in her group is such a blessing. We get to eat so well every meal."
These words felt like a stab to James Harold's heart.
He was already feeling extremely depressed, and after hearing Quin Simpson's words, it was like something stuck in his heart, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
Why couldn't he have a teammate like Joanna?
Look at other people's teammates.
Then look at his own.
James felt his life was so hard.
He silently picked up the instant noodle box in his hands and drank the last mouthful of soup.
The aroma of Pork Roast occasionally drifted into his nose. Having just finished his instant noodles, James felt hungry again, so hungry that his stomach growled non-stop.
Smelling the aroma of the Pork Roast and looking at the bowl of shiny Pork Roast, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva and couldn't bear to look away.
That bowl of Pork Roast must be delicious.