Her strange reaction immediately caught the attention of Mu Yunchu and Ye Zhixia.
After all, ever since they became ghosts, they had basically lost the instinct to shed tears.
Even when faced with sad events, they might not cry.
Not only them, but even Li Shang hadn't realized any of this.
Still, she felt her cheeks were wet, and when she instinctively touched them, she found she was crying.
"Sister Li Shang, what's wrong with you?"
Even though Ye Zhixia was a newly turned ghost, she knew this wasn't simple.
"I..." Facing his question, Li Shang hesitated, unsure how to answer.
They didn't know what was happening.
She herself didn't know it either!
"I don't know."
"I just suddenly felt that this smelled so much like something a relative made when I was alive."
She was still holding the small pastry, not even the size of a palm.
It was half a piece of pea cake.
