Lu Huaiyu smiled.
"There's no need for me to lie about such things."
The man's tone of voice was as languid as ever.
Gu Tinglan stared into his eyes for a moment and said, "Alright, then let me put it another way. Without Ah Li's company, if you don't go to sleep in the afternoon and you remain awake, what are the chances that you won't have any hallucinations?"
The smile on Lu Huaiyu's lips faded, and the look in his phoenix-like eyes deepened.
Gu Tinglan continued.
"Let me guess, 30%? 10%? Or... even lower?"
Lu Huaiyu looked at him quietly. There seemed to be a thin layer of frost between his brows, bringing with it a cold chill.
The room was silent.
The afternoon sunlight was just right. The bright light shone in through the shutters, and the fine dust dancing in the air could be clearly seen.
