Chen Boyu is also worried.
He only has half a piece of compressed biscuit left in his backpack.
In other words, once he finishes that half piece tonight, he'll have nothing to eat starting tomorrow.
In the past few days, he has traveled everywhere, including the nearby woods. Within sight, there aren't even any fruits from last autumn and winter, let alone newly grown ones.
The thought of starving made Chen Boyu feel a bit overwhelmed.
When Zhao Sixuan slowly caught up, Chen Boyu lowered his gaze slightly and continued walking forward.
From the beginning, he had been confident that Ye Wan would choose him, then felt angry because "she actually didn't pick him!!!"
In the past few days, Chen Boyu suddenly figured it out.
Zhao Sixuan has her own merits too.
At least, she doesn't eat much.
Thinking of the two times he encountered her at the restaurant early in the morning, Ye Wan's dining table after she left was piled up as if it had just hosted refugees.
