Xorran gulped down all his anger and restrained himself from exploding.
"It's okay, Ellio. Continue eating." he smiled and was about to stand up and get some cloth to wipe his face when Ellio suddenly spoke again.
"You know, Xorran, if you really love me you're gonna eat that," he said, pointing at Xorran's face.
"Eat what?" Xorran was now horrified.
"That?" Ellio pointed at his face again.
"This?" Xorran pointed at his face. "This… your puke..?"
Ellio nodded with a spoon in his mouth. "Yeah. That's gonna be a waste. We're saving food."
"Ellio I can't―"
"So, you don't love me?" Ellio is back again with that tone of his.
"Ofcourse, I do."
"Then eat that."
When did eating puke become the basis of love?! Xorran just wants to disappear right here right now.
"Puppy, I really can
