"Come on, did so many things really happen when you were young? Isn't this chat going on a bit too long?"
At first, Hu Xiaobei, sitting on the side, could still maintain his composure.
But later, Hu Xiaobei really couldn't hold it anymore.
Because he realized they had no intention of stopping, they really planned to keep chatting nonstop...
Hu Xiaobei listened carefully and found they had only just started talking about when they were ten years old.
Rubbing his nose awkwardly, Hu Xiaobei decided to take a nap...
Because he knew there was no way they would finish chatting anytime soon, so it'd be better for him to get some sleep to kill the boredom...
...
Not sure how much time had passed, Hu Xiaobei vaguely heard someone calling his name...
"Is it an illusion?"
Mumbling this to himself, Hu Xiaobei raised his head a bit dazed, only to see them all looking at him.
At that instant, Hu Xiaobei knew it wasn't an illusion; they were really calling him.
