The light and shadow from the television flickered in the dark living room, Feng Yuhuai sat beside her brother, holding a cup of tea that had already gone cold.
Her gaze shifted between the television, her brother, and the camera on the coffee table.
"So according to brother's standards, the two people on the screen are still considered human, right? After all..."
Feng Yuhuai pointed her finger at the TV screen and said:
"I didn't see them eating people on TV, did I?"
Feng Mu didn't answer immediately. He leisurely sipped his tea, his Adam's apple moving up and down with the swallow.
The tea was already cold, carrying with it a slight bitterness.
Feng Yuhuai looked at Feng Mu with an innocent and expectant expression. She didn't quite understand why, but she especially wanted to gain his approval.
If it weren't for her remaining rationality, she would have wanted to tell her brother all the secrets buried in her heart.
A strong thought suddenly emerged in Feng Yuhuai's mind:
