"He's talking to you."
Could this guy really be spacing out while thanking someone?
Wouldn't that make people question how sincere his thanks were?
The boy with black-rimmed glasses shuddered violently.
"What are you doing?"
The tall boy was startled by the boy with black-rimmed glasses's reaction.
"Leopard..."
The boy with black-rimmed glasses murmured.
His eyes remained fixed on the strange-looking creature he had temporarily dubbed a leopard.
"What?"
The tall boy leaned closer to the boy with black-rimmed glasses. "Say that again."
He hadn't heard him clearly.
"Leopard..."
This time, the boy with black-rimmed glasses spoke a little louder.
He was both excited and cautious.
He was afraid of startling the leopard.
And making it run off again.
The boy with black-rimmed glasses was amazed.
The leopard really wasn't running away.
It was just standing there.
He felt as if he'd finally found a glimmer of hope after all seemed lost.
He'd almost given up...
"Leopard?"
This time, the tall boy heard him clearly.
He wished he hadn't.
His mouth twitched.
Again with the leopard.
Wasn't the leopard getting a little too much screen time today?
"Li Mingtai."
The tall boy's expression showed a hint of exasperation.
"Have you been at odds with leopards all day or something?"
"Huh?"
The boy with black-rimmed glasses froze.
He looked at the leopard in the distance, then at the tall boy.
What did he mean?
Why would he be at odds with a leopard?
The leopard was right in front of him...
He couldn't exactly pretend he couldn't see it, could he?
The boy with black-rimmed glasses was about to say something when he caught the other boy across from him subtly shaking his head.
He froze.
Huh?
What did that mean?