Ding Sihan: "?"
"You're talking about the turnstile!" Ding Sihan grabbed her backpack to hit someone.
"Aren't there restaurants by the entrance?" Lin Li dodged and said, laughing.
"We cooked at home, if we eat now, what will we eat when we go back?" Ding Sihan said.
Chen Yu Ying nodded in agreement.
"Oh, if you're looking to fill up a bit, there's a snack street about 200 meters from here, the stalls should be setting up now," Lin Li said, "Want to go? If you go, I can take you there since it's on my way home."
The two discussed for a bit, then nodded and temporarily stored their luggage with security.
Lin Li also chose to walk, pushing his bicycle beside the two.
"What a cute little girl." Chen Yu Ying exclaimed softly.
They saw a chubby little girl, who looked at most four or five years old, wearing a puffy dress, bouncing as she walked, very adorable, coming from the other side of the intersection.
Even the corpses would feel warm watching her.
