Stretto: tight, narrow.
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Days passed like the wind. It was Sunday, and Zhou Yongliang didn't want to do anything and just lazed down on his bed. Yes, his bed in his apartment.
Xu Yi indeed sent the other documents related to the apartment the day after, and Zhou Yongliang immediately moved into the apartment right away. Huang Bo held him in place, begging him not to leave him alone in the house.
However, Zhou Yongliang still left the blonde boy in the end. Huang Bo's parents had come back from their business trip, and Zhou Yongliang had the reason to leave the innocent boy's house.
["Your parents have come back, Ah-Bo. You won't be alone again now," Zhou Yongliang tried to free himself from Huang Bo's grip, while the latter kept pouting at him.
"My parents are not fun! They can't even play games!"
The parents were there, watching their son's drama with a bored gaze. That wasn't a new sight for them.
