Huo Yuchen spoke. "Are you sure?"
"?"
The question left him baffled. "Am I sure about what?"
Huo Yuchen said, "Didn't you say I had a mouth? That I could just say it?"
Xu Su's eyes flew wide open. "I shouted everything I was thinking out loud???"
Huo Yuchen nodded, a faint, ambiguous smile on his face, and asked again, "Are you sure?"
Xu Su: "..."
What did he mean?
Why ask me twice?
Was he provoking me?
And what was that expression supposed to mean?
Was he looking down on me?
Xu Su gritted his teeth and threw caution to the wind, thinking there was nothing he couldn't be sure about. It wasn't a matter of life and death!
So he shouted, "I'm su-mmph..."
What the hell.
He had barely begun when another mouth sealed his.
Xu Su's eyes widened once again in disbelief, filled with shock.
In that instant, his heart stopped.
In the hallway outside the room.
Supported by Old Mao, Huo Ruhui walked slowly toward Xu Su's room, muttering nonstop.
"Why did that boy get up so late today? Could he be feeling unwell?"
Old Mao reassured him, "You're worrying too much, sir. He's probably just lingering in bed."
Huo Ruhui said, "We should still check on him. He's always punctual. Even when he's late, it's never past three in the afternoon. It's already three thirty. Something's wrong."
Old Mao said, "All right, I'll knock..."
He suddenly stopped halfway through.
Two pairs of elderly eyes suddenly widened as well, as though they had seen something utterly astonishing.
A moment later, Old Huo's doubtful voice rang out. "...I don't think the doctor said my stomach cancer would affect my eyesight."
Old Mao blinked. "He didn't."
Old Huo turned toward him. "So I'm not seeing things?"
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