"Dunno." He really didn't, he hadn't made up his mind. In the end, he walked out of the bedroom and through the living room, where he sat Meng Yao down on the sofa. "I'm hungry. You should eat too."

He could still figure things out from there. "This is tough, y'know? Usually I don't keep anyone around this long, either they leave or I kill them."

It was a simple life. Meng Yao was already different, even after just a few hours. Xue Yang turned around and headed into the kitchen, so he could cook up some leftovers. He had taken stuff back from the restaurant. Calling out, he asked from the other room. "How long you been watching me?"