The arrival of Lu Bei and Xiang Xiaoyuan lifted the spirits of the relatives. They were not necessarily hungry, but having someone bring supper at this time would comfort them mentally.
Just as Xiang Xiaoyuan had guessed, Lu Wanggui did not touch the supper at all. It was already past three in the morning when the two of them came out of the mourning hall. The already quiet place was even quieter at this time.
She and Lu Wanggui leaned against the two sides of the pillars respectively. Xiang Xiaoyuan took out a mint from her bag and handed it to him. Their fingertips touched, and Lu Wanggui took it. "What's this?"
"Mint candy. It will energize you." Xiang Xiaoyuan added. "I was worried that you wouldn't drink instant coffee, and I didn't know if you smoked or not, so I bought the candy."
