"Qin Huai, do you think everything that just happened was a hallucination because the two of us didn't have enough to eat, got chased out by Master Xia, and starved to death at the gate of Fen Garden? I vaguely remember Zhang... what's-his-name telling me that Old Xia asked us to come back to Fen Garden for dinner tomorrow night." Saying this, Zhao Cheng'an pinched himself, grimaced, and still didn't believe it, wanting to pinch Qin Huai, but Qin Huai slapped his hand away.
"This kind of thing, just pinch yourself." After slapping Zhao Cheng'an's hand away, Qin Huai became a bit more clear-headed, sat up straight, and began to review everything from tonight.
Very strange, not at all logical, not like Xia Mubing's character, but Qin Huai also felt like everything seemed to have traces to follow.
Qin Huai looked at Zhao Cheng'an, continuously watching.
