The seafood porridge stall was the kind with a tent in the night market, and just standing there, Charlotte Allison seemed to belong to a different world.
On one side was the hustle and bustle of life, on the other, the peak of a snowy mountain.
When Lucas Quinn held her hand and found a place for them to sit, she descended from the snowy peak into the lively human world.
Lucas Quinn adeptly ordered a pot of seafood porridge and then rinsed the bowls and chopsticks for Charlotte, saying, "Though the shop is small, the ingredients are very fresh, and the taste is no worse than those famous restaurants..."
Listening to him talk, Charlotte took a sip of the tea provided to the customers and found the lively place surprisingly calming.
When a pot of freshly made porridge was served, the seafood aroma wafted over, enticing their appetite.
"It's hot right now, be careful not to burn yourself," Lucas Quinn said as he scooped half a bowl for her first.
