His hair was greasy and unkempt, clearly days overdue for a wash. His clothes were also filthy and patched in several places, with visible tears sewn together.,As they bumped into each other, Du Fei greeted him as usual. A large chunk of new memories flooded his mind, causing him to furrow his brow.,The one who boils water, the one who cooks, adults, children making a fuss, all chaotic.。