Han Yuhui was about to say something when his gaze shifted. Seeing Lin Mo, who had gotten up sometime without him noticing and was now flipping through a book at his desk, he swallowed nervously and answered, "I accidentally fell off the bed, Mom. I'm fine."
"As long as you're okay. Come out for breakfast once you're ready."
"Okay, Mom." After Han Yuhui answered, the woman outside the door left.
Only after his mother left did Han Yuhui ask quietly, "Um, I don't mind letting you stay at my place for now, but I have to go to school soon. I won't be back until six tonight. Are you planning to stay in my room the whole time?"
"No," Lin Mo said expressionlessly. "I'll go out and look around."
Enel suddenly woke up and sprang to his feet, his face full of excitement. "I, the Thunder God, am going too!"
"You're staying here." Lin Mo flatly rejected Enel's request to join him.
Enel protested, "Why? I don't care! I'm going too!"
"I think," Han Yuhui said with an awkward laugh, "you'd be better off staying at my house. Your appearance is a little extreme, with those long earlobes and your height. The tallest basketball player I've ever seen on TV was only two meters forty. You're taller than that, right? If you go out like this, you'll definitely attract attention."
"Damn you! What's that supposed to mean?" Enel glared furiously at Han Yuhui.
Han Yuhui trembled in fright. "I-I don't mean any harm, really. Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to keep a low profile? If you go out, you won't be able to."
"That settles it," Lin Mo said casually. "Enel, stay here. Han Yuhui, find him something to pass the time."
"Something to pass the time?" Han