For the first time, Su Junxin began to question the reality of the world she was in.
Was it Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly after getting drunk, or was it Zhuang Zhou appearing in a butterfly's dream? Was everything she had experienced real or just a long dream?
The loud humming of the helicopter's rapidly spinning rotor blades brought her back from her wandering thoughts. She looked somewhat dazedly at the city buildings shrinking outside the window and then suddenly patted the person next to her on the shoulder.
Shao Hanchen was feeding Alyssa, "What's up?"
"Hit me."
Shao Hanchen: "?"
Shao Hanchen looked at her puzzled, "Is there something wrong?"
"No." Su Junxin reached out her hand, "just hit me."
Doubtful, Shao Hanchen asked, "Should I hit hard or soft?"
"Hard."
"You won't take revenge on me later, will you?"
Su Junxin: "Don't worry, I'm not that petty."
