Slightly furrowing his brows, Dazhuang was clearly not someone who could multitask. Only after Hu Xiaodong repeated the question did he slowly lift his head and gradually turn it towards the window.
The corridor was eerily silent, like a ghostly realm of the underworld. Just looking at it was enough to send shivers down one's spine, let alone being amidst it.
"No! I didn't hear anything!" With these simple words, Dazhuang went back to attending to his work at hand.
How could this be? Could it be that he was truly mistaken? Hu Xiaodong couldn't help but shake his head in doubt, and without thinking much, he too turned back around.
Yet just as he was about to reach into his bag for the medicine, the unnerving sound appeared again!
"Brother Hu! Brother Hu!"
Suddenly raising his head, this time it wasn't just Hu Xiaodong; even Dazhuang, who usually wore a sullen face as if someone owed him money, was astonished and turned around.
