"Don't you share yours with me, too?" Xia Ruoxin drank the soup contentedly, despite its lack of taste. To be honest, it tasted like dishwashing liquid; maybe, that was exactly what it was.
Shen Wei cupped the bowl with both her hands. "How great would it be if we can get this every day?"
"I wish so, too." Xia Ruoxin smiled. What she actually wanted to say was that it was good to have someone to share the soup with. No matter her or Shen Wei, life would be incredibly difficult if there was only one of them left in this world.
It was good to have the soup.
Even if it was just half or a tiny portion… at least they had someone to share it with.
The others were not so fortunate. They were like the walking dead. They probably would not even live very long.
What they were unaware of was that there was a boat sailing towards where they were from afar. In the vast ocean, the boat was like a single leaf, moving along its currents.