"What is this?"
Liu Woxing glanced curiously at the notebook Lai Bingxuan handed her.
A vaguely defined lump of a creature had been drawn on it in crooked pencil lines. It was so abstract that she couldn't tell what it was.
But to avoid discouraging Lai Bingxuan, Liu Woxing still did her best to guess. "Is it... a slime? It looks cool."
"These are people," Lai Bingxuan replied.
Liu Woxing pressed her lips together and fell silent.
These were... people?
"So that's how it worked." Xie Mi suddenly stared at the drawing and said, "So this is the position three people would end up in if they all tripped at once."
"What?"
Liu Woxing paused, then examined the drawing again before belatedly realizing, "Miss Lai, you drew the three of them falling in the bathroom?"
"Yeah." Lai Bingxuan nodded candidly. "Didn't Xie Mi ask how three people could fall at the same time and hit the wall? My guess is they were in this position."
She answered the most absurd question with the most serious expression. There was something indescribably bizarre about it.
Liu Woxing suddenly chuckled, as though she had understood something.
Even the proud, prickly Miss Lai had her own unique way of comforting people.
Everyone gradually left, and the hospital room finally fell quiet.
"Sister Xie, there's filming tomorrow. Are you really staying in the hospital room tonight?"
Out in the corridor, Diao Mao carried the late-night food he had just bought with Xie Mi and asked curiously, "I knew you and Mr. Shen were close, but I didn't realize you were this close."
"Just looking out for a coworker. Just a coworker."
Still making excuses as she pushed open the hospital room door, Xie Mi was about to discuss with Diao Mao whether to eat