Ji Shiyi said, "The women in this place mostly don't step out of the house, just like the men in our area."
Dong Huiying: "…Oh." She had forgotten about that.
The three of them scratched their heads together.
Finally, Ji Shiyi exclaimed angrily, "Living people can't be suffocated by urine, can they? Forget it, let's eat first. Anyway, we'll find a way when the time comes."
In any case, they still had to solve the basic problem of food and shelter. Otherwise, Ji Shiyi was really afraid he would develop stomach problems from hunger.
...
The three found a small shop and each got a bowl of water-boiled noodles. Their wallets were thin, so they could only fill their stomachs cheaply, but the noodles didn't taste that good, just ordinary.
After the meal, Dong Huiying sat on a bench, turning her head to watch the bustling street.
Suddenly, she pulled on Ji Shiyi: "Look at that."
"Huh?"
