The moment Zhang Hei opened his eyes, he was greeted by an unfamiliar sight. "Who are you?" He asked the person who had just pulled him out of his nightmare.
"You don't recognize me?" The person asked back instead of answering, and he even pointed his finger at himself as his eyes blinked innocently. "I'm your father, but you don't recognize me? How could you grow up to be such an unfilial child, huh?"
"..." Zhang Hei fell silent when he heard the questions, but then he snorted before pushing the person's body away from him.
Maybe it was because the person wanted to wake him up, and that was why he bent his body towards him. The distance somehow caused discomfort, but he ignored the feeling as he said, "You'd have to be five hundred years old to be my father, kid."
Zhang Hei no longer leaned his back against the back of the sofa, and he sat with his back straight as he looked at the man standing in front of him.
