Chapter 2453 — The Lighter Is Waterlogged
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"All right... then I'll sleep a while. I'm a little sleepy..." Wang Xinyan did not want to be alone with Kang Jinglong, so she found an excuse.
Kang Jinglong was speechless. He had been overjoyed to hear that Wei Zhao was going to catch fish, but then Wang Xinyan announced she was going to sleep, and he did not know what to say. Still, he could hardly ask her to stay awake and keep him company.
Wei Zhao left. Wang Xinyan closed her eyes and pretended to doze, leaving Kang Jinglong to warm himself alone in gloom. But the thought that soon he would be eating fresh grilled fish made his mouth water! His pack held some chocolate and compressed biscuits, but how could those compare with grilled fish?
Wei Zhao came to the lakeshore. A natural spring-fed lake like this was bound to hold live fish. He walked carefully over to the hole Kang Jinglong had smashed in the ice, closed his eyes, and using the jade pendant's perception, reached into the water and began catching fish. Before long he had four, and he drew a blade from his shoe, slit the fish open, cleaned them, and returned to the cave.
Wei Zhao did not think Kang Jinglong would dare do anything to Wang Xinyan, but he still went quickly and returned quickly. Back in the cave, he saw Wang Xinyan still pretending to doze and breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're back?" Hearing footsteps, Wang Xinyan opened her eyes, and her face lit with joy at the sight of Wei Zhao.
"Mm." Wei Zhao found a few branches, skewered the fish, and set them over the fire to roast.
Kang Jinglong looked at Wang Xinyan, who had slept less than twenty minutes, and did not know what to say. She obviously wanted nothing to do with him! He could plainly feel that ever since the cable-car incident, Wang Xinyan had turned much colder toward him.
Before, she had kept her distance, yes, but never like this—never so cold that she could not be bothered to say a single extra word.
Soon the fish were done. They had no seasoning, but their freshness more than made up for it. Kang Jinglong's mouth watered. Seeing they were about ready, he asked eagerly, "Can we eat now?"
"They're ready. But you can't have any." Wei Zhao picked up a skewer and handed it to Wang Xinyan.
"Wh—why?" Kang Jinglong's outstretched hand froze in midair.
"Want some, catch your own. Xinyan and I get two skewers each. None for you." With that, Wei Zhao took a skewer himself and began eating with relish.
Kang Jinglong very much wanted to snatch a skewer by force, but he did not dare—he feared a beating. He could only smile bitterly and squeeze out an expression uglier than weeping: "Fine..."
"He may be a rotten sort, but isn't that a bit harsh...? He is our classmate, after all?" Wang Xinyan did not want Wei Zhao to offend Kang Jinglong beyond all repair.
"Wanting to eat without lifting a finger—where's the fairness in that?" Wei Zhao was unconcerned.
Kang Jinglong had none of Wei Zhao's powerful perception, nor his keen reflexes!