The young man left.
The old man regretted that he hadn't been able to help him.
Because the young man's condition...
was visibly terrible.
He seemed tense, as if he were about to reach his breaking point.
After that day, the old man couldn't help starting to pay attention to whether he heard any chickens clucking nearby...
He ran into the young man a few more times afterward.
After chatting with him a little, he learned the young man's name.
He was astonished to learn that the young man had asked every resident in the entire building and still hadn't found the source of the clucking.
What was so surprising about that?
Everyone else he asked had only shaken their heads and waved him away before closing the door.
"It still runs up and barks at me..."
The old man found it strange.
But the irritability and exhaustion from going so long without enough rest were nearly crushing him...
If it had been anyone else, he wouldn't have wanted to talk to them.
"I'm sorry!"
He didn't know whether Xiao Ding minded him saying so much to a stranger...
He just stood there, trying to collect himself.
He was barely managing to take care of himself, let alone spare any energy to think about other people.
A trace of stubbornness showed on his face.
He kicked it.
Who knew how many times he'd cursed God during this period...
Since he'd already started talking, he stopped trying to tough it out.
The hospital was right next door.
He was repeating himself, too.
The young man corrected him. "Even a slightly loud noise makes my head feel swollen and ache."
The old man gave Xiao Ding an apologetic smile.
But the old man...
The words slipped out before he