Huo Ling stared at Yi Bing while Yi Bing stared back at him. After a while, Huo Ling spoke.
"I don't know…" He said. "… but what I know, is that I should trust you." He told him.
Yi Bing's eyes widened and his pupils constricted.
"I don't know… why I am saying this." Huo Ling continued. "This irrational feeling… it makes me want you to pry my thoughts – " he said and frowned, feeling uncomfortable.
He doesn't want the feeling of being controlled. His parents, as well as his grandfather, doted on him, loves him so much they let him do whatever he pleases. He even has a guess, that if, perhaps, he would commit a crime, they would cover up his crimes. That's how much he is valuable to them, since they treasure him so much.
