The next morning, inside the Songjiang Soul Martial cafeteria.
"SLURP... SLURP..." Rong Taotao slurped his millet porridge, set down his bowl, and picked up a small soup dumpling.
"Slow down, eat slower." Yang Chunxi sat across the table, looking at him with fond exasperation. She couldn't stand watching Rong Taotao eat like a starving ghost, so she reached out and patted the hand he was holding his chopsticks with.
"Mhm, mhm." Rong Taotao nodded repeatedly while eating his dumpling, his eyes still glued to the few plump, white ones left in the steamer basket.
Yang Chunxi gestured to the two packs beside her. "They're full of Little Rascals and chocolate bars. The kind you like, with cream and crushed nuts. The checkpoint at the Second Wall isn't a place you can just enter and exit whenever you want.
"Once you go in, you probably won't be able to come out for three months. The pass isn't like school; there are no shops or supermarkets. Don't you dare lose those packs."
