Wu Xiaoyu buried her head in Tang Zhong's embrace, while Tang Zhong stared at the little white mouse on the ground, and the little white mouse also stared back with wide eyes at the two of them.
"Get it away!" Wu Xiaoyu cried out.
"It's just a mouse!" Tang said.
"Mice are so scary, hurry, get it away!" Wu Xiaoyu said urgently.
"Alright!" Tang Zhong could only comply. Are all girls this timid?
"Can you get off me first then?" Tang Zhong asked.
"No... there's a mouse!" Wu Xiaoyu said, her hands gripping Tang Zhong tightly.
The two were very close, and as Tang Zhong looked down, his eyes brightened – although the girl seemed frail, she was quite a catch.
But no blood flowed from his nose – could it really be that he was recovering?
That was great news.
Then Tang Zhong looked at the white mouse on the ground again and noticed that, unbeknownst to him, it had left – the spot where it had been was now empty. It seemed the mouse had already gone away!
