"Wuuuuuu..." The man wiped away his tears, with sadness still on his face, and said, "I'm fine, I just remembered that I've been wandering in Xiangjiang for ten years, and I couldn't even afford a membership. I can't even eat the food I want, I feel a little aggrieved, I don't have a girlfriend yet, I'm already thirty, I'm so confused."

"Hey." The short-haired man sighed again, and murmured softly: "If you want to blame, blame the food here is too delicious, this is simply a kind of suffering for us..."

While talking, the short-haired man sat back in his chair and ate at a speed several times faster. He didn't want to continue to suffer here.