"Hua Hua won't blame you," Hawkeye returned to his spot. He didn't take the notebook out of his pocket; instead, he sat quietly with his hands folded in front of him.
The white wall clock behind the sofa ticked loudly, Zhang Ming took a deep breath, so loud that it overshadowed the ticking. The next second, he stood up from the sofa, not looking at Hawkeye, but heading straight for the bathroom behind. He accidentally bumped into the leg of the coffee table while turning and nearly fell to the ground.
"Sorry, I need to use the restroom," Zhang Ming dropped these words, then, "Clap," the door was shut.
Hawkeye turned his head to look in the direction of the bathroom. Inside, there came the familiar sound of running water, followed by the sound of someone blowing their nose.
In the real world... people who encounter supernatural events aren't much different from the common people in the movie world.
That's what Hawkeye thought.
