Chapter 125: Which One Do You Like?

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The first place Mo Niannian took Jiang Hu was the maze of streets and alleyways.

Experience had taught her that the best food was always hidden in places like these.

She had eaten so much bread, toast, and sandwiches that she was practically sick of them.

The moment Mo Niannian caught the scent of food, her eyes lit up.

“Jiang Hu, hurry!”

She stood eagerly before the stall, waiting for the freshly prepared snacks.

“Boss, give us one of everything.” Mo Niannian was ravenous, her eyes shining at the sight of every dish.

The stall owner was warm and welcoming. “Sure thing. Just wait a moment—it’ll be ready soon.”

Mo Niannian looked at Jiang Hu and pointed toward the place where payment was made.

Jiang Hu’s brows drew together slightly, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

“What are you waiting for? Pay up.”

“Pay?” Jiang Hu stared at her blankly.

Everything he needed was delivered at fixed times to a small room outside the laboratory. He had never needed to buy anything himself.

Mo Niannian’s eyes widened. Leaning close to his ear, she whispered, “Don’t tell me you didn’t bring any money.”

Jiang Hu gave a slight nod. He truly had no idea.

Mo Niannian fell silent.

She had spent all her money paying off Jiang Hu’s debt!

Every last bit of it had been transferred to that woman as compensation for emotional damages.

She searched herself from head to toe and managed to scrape together a little over a hundred yuan.

The stall owner teased, “Young man, this won’t do. Being so stingy could cost you your girlfriend—she might run off with someone else.”

Jiang Hu listened seriously, his eyes flickering faintly. Mo Niannian had no idea what was going through his mind.

The stall owner was a talkative man and continued addressing Jiang Hu. “You can’t act like this on a date, young man. Let me tell you—”

“Boss, your grilled gluten is burning.”

“Ah! So it is!”

Mo Niannian successfully cut him off. Even she could not figure out what this version of Jiang Hu was thinking.

What if the owner filled his head with all sorts of bizarre ideas and he became even more twisted?

After the food was packed up, Mo Niannian grabbed Jiang Hu and left.

There was far too much food in these little alleyways. Mo Niannian would have loved to sweep from one end of the street to the other, but her wallet was painfully thin, so she could only buy a few things she was especially craving.

She took a bite of the grilled meat, her eyes narrowing in bliss.

Then she held it out to Jiang Hu. “Jiang Hu, do you want to try some?”

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Jiang Hu stared at the blackened grilled meat for several seconds before his gaze settled on the bite marks.

Only then did Mo Niannian realize what she had done and prepare to switch to a clean piece.

It was because Jiang Hu had once especially liked sharing food with her. Whenever they bought something, they would get one portion each; if she ate, he ate, and if she did not, neither did he.

She had grown so accustomed to it that she had handed him the food without thinking.

Before Mo Niannian could withdraw her hand, Jiang Hu lowered his head and slowly took a bite from the very spot where she had bitten.

He chewed unhurriedly, savoring it with care. A few crumbs clung to his crimson lips, and his Adam’s apple moved slightly.

He extended his tongue and licked the crumbs clean.

For some reason, the sight was strangely sensual.

Mo Niannian turned her head away uneasily. “Well? Is it all right?”

Could you please stop eating sandwiches and bread all day?

Mo Niannian missed the old Jiang Hu terribly.

Jiang Hu swallowed the last bite and smiled faintly. “It’s not bad.”

The anticipation in Mo Niannian’s eyes grew stronger. “Try this one too.”

Please, just improve your diet a little.

Mo Niannian handed Jiang Hu the rest of the snacks.

Jiang Hu looked at her without reaching for them.

Mo Niannian sighed. “Fine. I’ll feed you.”

What was wrong with her? She had brought home some grand old master. Never mind—grand old master it was. As long as he stopped killing people at the slightest provocation and forgot about that absurd experiment of his, she would be happy.

“How is it? This place I brought you to is much better than your laboratory, right?”

Jiang Hu neither agreed nor disagreed.

“There are lots of fun places around here. We can explore them one by one.”

Jiang Hu tilted his head slightly. “Is this what you meant by observing the many forms of life?”

Mo Niannian answered with perfect confidence. “Of course. You can only gain a deeper understanding by experiencing things yourself. That will make your experiment more effective.”

Jiang Hu fell silent for a moment.

Rather than waste time on meaningless activities like these, he would be better off returning to the laboratory and conducting a few more human experiments.

Once he had enough experimental data to support his conclusions, everything would become simple.

Every person in sight was merely one of his test subjects.

“Jiang Hu! Try this! It’s delicious!” Mo Niannian’s eyes shone with excitement.

Jiang Hu watched her for several seconds, then gave a soft laugh and hummed in acknowledgment.

He bent down and was about to bite the candy from Mo Niannian’s hand.

“Wait. You can’t eat the wrapper.”

A fleeting look of bewilderment crossed Jiang Hu’s eyes.

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Mo Niannian peeled away the wrapper. “There. Now you can eat it.”

Only then did Jiang Hu bite the candy in half and swallow it.

The more Mo Niannian watched him, the more uncomfortable she felt. “You’ve never eaten one before?”

Jiang Hu thought for a moment, then shook his head.

Mo Niannian thought of Jiang Hu’s past.

Across every world, only a few brief strokes had been enough to sketch out a life so tragic it could only be described as utterly wretched.

She truly did not know what he had done to deserve being treated this way time and time again.

Jiang Hu was both pitiful and infuriating.

Something inside Mo Niannian’s heart softened, and what little kindness she possessed began to overflow whenever he was involved.

Strictly speaking, the Jiang Hu of this world was simply a child without a childhood and with an incomplete understanding of the world.

“Come on. Today I’m going to broaden your horizons.” With a grand wave of her hand, Mo Niannian stuffed the remaining thirty-odd yuan into her pocket and led Jiang Hu toward the amusement park.

Thirty-odd yuan was obviously not enough to spend a full day at the amusement park.

So Mo Niannian first took him to the game stalls nearby.

There were shooting games, ring tosses, riddles, claw machines—everything imaginable.

Mo Niannian waved grandly. “Which one do you like?”

Before Jiang Hu could answer, the stall owner beside them laughed. “Oh, little beauty, that’s quite a boast. Don’t come crying at my stall when you fail every single one.”

Jiang Hu’s eyes turned cold. Light flashed across his gold-rimmed glasses as he stared fixedly at the stall owner.

Mo Niannian discreetly stepped in front of him.

She had nearly forgotten that she had brought along a human-shaped bomb—the sort that could explode at the slightest displeasure.

She lifted her chin. “Boss, just make sure you can afford to lose.”

“Hahaha! I’ll put it this way: however many you hit, I’ll give you that many prizes.”

The stall owner’s shooting game looked simple, but it contained all sorts of hidden tricks. Hitting every target was virtually impossible.

“You said it yourself,” Mo Niannian replied.

She used all the money on her to buy twenty chances.

She picked up a toy gun and tested its weight, turning it over in her hands twice before saying to Jiang Hu, “Jiang Hu, what do you want? Just say the word.”

Jiang Hu pointed to a giant teddy bear in the very center. It was at least two meters tall and occupied a huge patch of open space.

Mo Niannian gave him an OK sign.

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