Is There Really No Hope?

Everyone suddenly stopped talking.

Alex raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms, and looked at Harper.

Harper picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and looked around strangely. "What are you looking at? What's there to see?" None of them wanted him to eat, right? All of them were threatening him with sullen faces? But he refused to accept threats! He picked up a piece of eggplant with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He even chewed twice smugly.

In the next second, he tilted his head and spat out the eggplant in his mouth. "What is this!" The eggplant looked shiny, but it was actually not cooked?! It was fine if it was not cooked, but why was it so salty?! He felt like he had eaten a large mouthful of salt!

Harper gulped down two glasses of water and barely came back to his senses. "Damn it, who made this? It tastes terrible! Even dogs won't eat it!"

No one spoke.