Lin Li vaguely had the illusion.
At that moment, Bai Bufan was like Dora from "Dora the Explorer" or Mickey from "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse"—in short, the protagonist of that sort of top-tier strategy show—enthusiastically inviting him in a similar tone to shout, "Swiper, no swiping!" or, "Oh! Potatoes!"
Only the line had been replaced with "Oh—so tasty."
Ah~
He really missed childhood.
"You're seriously spacing out? That's the worst part!!"
"I'm still holding you by the collar! Show me some respect, you bastard!"
"Shout it with me!"
Seeing Lin Li's nostalgic expression, clearly suspecting that he had spaced out, Bai Bufan finally snapped and laughed in exasperation.
"What did you just say?" Lin Li asked as he came back to his senses.
"You're still spacing out! You're still spacing out!" Bai Bufan shook Lin Li like a rattle drum, his voice suddenly choking up:
"Even when my very survival is at stake, you can still space out. Lin Li, what am I to you?
Am I a sacrifice on your path to romance? A tool for your amusement? A plaything for when you're bored? Scenery you glance at during your wandering journey? Or trash you can casually throw away after saying sorry!?
Ah! What am I to you, exactly!!"
Hearing Bai Bufan's classic defeated-dog breakdown interrogation, like some resentful housewife abandoned in the inner chambers, Lin Li did know the standard answer—
Lin Li: "You're not in ☉☉."
What did he count as in his heart? Bro, he was not in it at all.
Bai Bufan smiled through gritted teeth. "Your mother's a bitch! Go get a SPA!"
Watching the two argue more and more fiercely, Du Hansi could not help but show a trace of concern in his eyes.
Neither of them had a handy weapon. It felt like