Wanqing shook her head, "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, she will go back. I'll be back at school in a few days, I'll be careful."
Mu Tianying thought for a moment, then said, "Then go. The clothes you wore that day are in the closet, remember to change."
"Okay." Wanqing got up from his lap, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Is that bet... still on?"
"It is." Mu Tianying lowered his head and hammered at the keyboard. She could not comprehend the line charts and tables on the screen. "Be careful next time, I won't always have time to save you."
Wanqing was taken aback for a moment before she took off running. Just as she reached the door, Mu Tianying suddenly called out, "Wait!"
Wanqing stopped in her tracks and looked back at him.
He walked over and opened the door for her, "If you have anything to pack up, ask Aunt Zhang to help you."
"Okay."
"Who drugged you?" he asked.
Wanqing looked up startled, silently staring at him.
"Who was it?" he asked again.
