"Hot pot."
Xiao Xiao's answer burst Zhuge Yun's pink little daydream bubble.
Zhuge Yun shook his head, looking rather exasperated.
"Third Brother, oh, Third Brother."
"Such a rare opportunity..."
"And you're going to eat hot pot?!"
What a waste of an opportunity.
What a blockhead.
Zhuge Yun shook his head.
If it were him, of course he'd go for Western food.
How romantic.
Maybe their relationship would even deepen because of it—
"Ow!"
Zhuge Yun clutched his head.
"Who hit me?!"
"Me."
Zhang Bo waved his fist, his face dark. "You brat, stop imagining things."
Zhuge Yun immediately gave an awkward grin.
"Hey."
"I wasn't thinking about anything."
He'd almost forgotten the girl's actual cousin was right there.
Zhuge Yun immediately lowered his head.
He put on an obedient look and focused on gnawing at his corn.
Xiao Xiao shook his head with a laugh.
He tossed the corn cob he'd finished into the trash can.
Xu Ling had nearly recovered by the time she woke up that evening.
She insisted on going home.
She didn't like the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.
It was awful.
She didn't like the hospital bed, either.
The plain-colored sheets and duvet cover looked ugly to her.
The woman knitted her brows.
Home...
They couldn't go back to their home just yet.
She sighed deeply to herself.
Before her daughter woke up, she hadn't left her side for a moment. How could she have found the time to check on the condition of their home?
"Quiet."
For once, the woman spoke to her daughter with unusual sternness.
Seeing how upset her daughter looked, she softened her tone. "Have you forgotten?"
"Our home..."
"Caught fire."
"We definitely can't go home today, or for a while after