"You're sunbathing?" Shen Yibin pushed the food cart into the room, closed the door, and walked onto the balcony. Hah'Er was squatting there, and Turtle Immortal was lying on its back, belly to the sky. The sunlight was shining right on the shell of its stomach. Its head lolled to the side, eyes slightly narrowed, looking like it was enjoying itself immensely.
Hearing Shen Yibin's voice, Turtle Immortal opened its small eyes and twitched its nose, apparently smelling the aroma of food. It struggled to get up, but it's incredibly difficult for a turtle to flip itself over once it's on its back. Its four legs flailed in the air—not touching the sky, not touching the ground—for ages, but it was no use at all.
