Qiao Cheng ate the worm head in her left hand and the worm leg in her right, her mouth dripping with oil.

Meanwhile, Shatang, standing to the side, twitched at the corner of her eye as she looked at the whole roasted worms spread across the table in front of her.

Oh, my dear aunt...

How could you possibly eat something so grotesque...?

Shatang glanced at the bustling cafeteria.

Okay... it's not just you, when did the tastes of the people of Jinghai City become so heavy...?

"Isn't this a bit greasy? Won't it be hard to digest if I eat this all day?"

In any case, all Satang could do was try her best to dissuade her.

"How about we go get some milk tea this afternoon, Orange, to cleanse our palates? Let's go to that place..."

As they talked...

Satang seemed to sense something.

He suddenly stopped and began to calculate with one hand.

"His silhouette is immeasurable..."

"But, it's very clear... Li Qingyu!"

............

Deep within a clean and tidy cemetery.

Leng Feng stood before the nameless tombstone, holding a bouquet of white flowers, his eyes filled with longing and sorrow.

"I wanted to come and be with you sooner..."

"It's a pity... I didn't die..."

"However, it's not all bad news. Since I, who was beheaded, have been successfully resurrected."

"So, even if you were burned to ashes... could you be resurrected?"

Place the bouquet in front of the grave.

Leng Feng knelt down and gently stroked the tombstone, as if he could see that... through the tombstone.

A figure that will forever live in my memory...

"I will definitely resurrect you, my..."

"wife...."

Suddenly.

As if sensing something, Leng Feng paused slightly in his movements.

Then, it returned to its natural state.

"Never mind... let it be..."