Chapter 280: Real and Cruel

Chapter 280: Real and Cruel

“Here, have some!”

Wang Zikai came over with a small tin bucket filled with broken ice and a few bottles of drinks.

Placing the bucket on the tea table, he plopped himself down beside Gao Yang, opening a bottle of cola and tipping his head to have a large gulp.

“Ha...that feels good!” He let out a long sigh.

Then he picked up another piece of fish with his bone claw and was just about to pop it in his mouth when he paused, noticing the strange looks on Gao Yang’s and Fresh Snow’s faces.

“Hey, what’s going on? Why aren’t you eating the fish?”

Gao Yang pulled a long face like an adult scowling at a child, while Fresh Snow turned away with her face flushed like a child throwing a tantrum.

“You should eat, Wang Zikai.” Gao Yang sighed. “I have things to talk to Fresh Snow about. Be right back.”

“Huh?” Wang Zikai paused.

Without saying another word, Gao Yang grabbed Fresh Snow by the hand and dragged her upstairs.

“Wait, the fish isn’t gonna be as good once it’s cold!” Wang Zikai lamented the effort he had put in. “Hey, it wasn’t easy for me to catch such a big fish!”

Gao Yang went to the room on the second floor with a brooding Fresh Snow in tow, locking the door behind them.

They sat cross-legged on the bed, facing each other in silence.

Gao Yang took a deep breath and softened his voice, saying seriously, “It was my bad, Fresh Snow. I shouldn’t have scolded you. I apologize.”

Fresh Snow glanced up at Gao Yang before lowering her head again, her lips still pursed.

“Good friends don’t fight, and they make up right after even if they do.”

Seemingly convinced, Fresh Snow nodded. “Yeah.”

Gao Yang gently coaxed, “Good friends don’t keep secrets from each other. I have something to tell you, and you have something to tell me.”

Fresh Snow nodded again.

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Fresh Snow said like she felt wronged, “Sister scolded me.”

“Why though? Did you do something to make her unhappy?”

“I didn’t!” Fresh Snow burst out before deflating, tugging at her hair anxiously. “She told me to eat people. I didn’t want to.”

Gao Yang felt a pang in his heart. “Because they taste bad?”

Fresh Snow nodded.

Gao Yang got it now.

For other Spectres, food comes in different quality, but even the worst-quality food was still food. They could eat any awakener.

Fresh Snow, however, was different. She couldn’t eat food she didn’t like, and it wasn’t about her willingness, but an objective truth.

When she bit Fat Jun and Jiang Hao, a member of the Hundred Rivers Union, she found that she couldn’t eat them, and she left behind a curse that was harmful to an extent.

For Fresh Snow, the only food she wanted to eat and could eat was Gao Yang.

So objectively speaking, Fresh Snow could eat Gao Yang, but she wasn’t willing to do so.

She continued, “When ghosts like us eat people, we cannot stop until they are dead. It’s not something we can control.”

Gao Yang broke out of his reverie. “Why?”

“I don’t know. It’s just how ghosts are.”

A baseless thought flashed through Gao Yang’s mind. Perhaps Fresh Snow isn’t like the other Spectres. Perhaps she can stop herself when she eats me.

It shocked him that he would think that way.

He didn’t say anything.

I’m sorry, Fresh Snow. I’m not so noble that I’ll risk my life. I have my family and friends. I still need to take revenge. I want to learn about the truth of the Mist World. There are too many reasons that I can’t die yet.

Fresh Snow seemed to have read his thoughts, and she slowly shifted to rub his arm with her head.

“Gao Yang, good friends will never, never eat each other.”

Gao Yang didn’t know what to say. He felt a deep helplessness rising in his chest.

For some reason, he was reminded of Li Weiwei and Wan Sisi at that moment.

If only he hadn’t awakened. Then Li Weiwei and Wan Sisi wouldn’t have died, and he couldn’t have been Fresh Snow’s food. They wouldn’t have become friends, and he wouldn’t have come to care about her.

Then Fresh Snow’s fate would have nothing to do with him. He wouldn’t be feeling regret and pain for her.

Officer Huang had said that while the world was fake, love was real.

But he neglected to add that it was exactly because of its realness that made losing it so cruel.

“Come on. Let’s go downstairs and play games with Wang Zikai.”

Gao Yang made himself brighten up. The only thing he could do now was to leave Fresh Snow with more happy memories.

“Yeah!”

Fresh Snow nodded vehemently, her eyes curved into a pair of bright crescent moons.