"Mm, that's true."
The short-haired woman nodded.
She moved closer to the woman. "Xiao Zhao, how are you feeling now?"
"How am I feeling?"
The woman furrowed her brows and checked how she felt, then shook her head in confusion. "Nothing."
"Nothing in particular."
"Oh."
The short-haired woman looked over the woman's face and, seeing nothing amiss, reminded her, "If you start feeling anything later, tell us right away, okay?"
"Mm."
Even with everything still so unclear, her friend's concern brought a smile to her face. "I know."
"Thanks, Lingling."
"Xia Suwen, Zhang Lei, thank you too."
"But are you really sure you're okay with staying here with me today?"
"It might take a long time."
"Actually, I can manage on my own..."
"It's fine."
The Flat-headed Man waved a hand. "If I went home, I'd just play games and then go to sleep. I don't have anything else to do."
"That's the freedom of being a single man."
"Pfft!"
The short-haired woman couldn't help bursting into laughter. "You just can't find a girlfriend, can you?"
"Don't compare me to a single woman like you."
The Flat-headed Man rolled his eyes. "Besides, I'm still young."
"Unlike a certain someone, who's getting on in years."
"You should also—"
The rest of his words were cut off when a pillow hit him in the face.
"Ow!"
The Flat-headed Man groaned and pulled the pillow off his face. "Hey, sis, the truth hurts! And are you trying to murder me?"
"Heh. The truth hurts?"
The short-haired woman gave a cold laugh. "And don't call me 'sis'!"
"Okay, okay."
Startled by the woman's "kind" smile, the Flat-headed Man quickly agreed, then muttered under his breath, "But you are older than me, age-wise."
"Zhang Lei!"
The short-haired woman shrieked.
Watching the two of them