Mu Ze's Short Stories: Personality Test, Death Version

01 "It's been over twenty minutes! I'm already on my second game, why isn't Lin Chi back yet? Is he trying to starve us?" In the warm, cozy dormitory on a winter's day, Cheng Xiaoyang lay on his bed, playing games while complaining about why Lin Chi, who had gone out to buy them food, hadn't returned. "Wait a little longer, it's not that fast. We're even waiving the delivery fee, and you're still being picky," Li Xile advised, lying down and reading a novel. Hearing this, Cheng Xiaoyang immediately perked up, saying in a cheeky tone, "Don't even mention waiving the delivery fee for Lin Chi buying food, we'd give him the money for the food!"