After hanging up the phone, He Zhiyao had Star give the mobile back to the young lady.
Then he asked, "Are you scared?"
Clinging tightly to He Zhiyao's neck, Star hummed softly, "You're the one who's scared, not me. Aren't we going to visit Grandpa?"
After thinking for a moment, Star said, "I can take you inside."
"No need to go inside, we'll just wait here," He Zhiyao said.
"Oh, okay then." Star obediently agreed.
He Zhiyao was puzzled, "Why are you being so obedient today?"
Star didn't make a sound.
This uncle is really so dumb. Maybe I should ditch him?
Just now when he passed him the phone, he held it upside down. It was clear he couldn't see.
Did he think he wouldn't guess?
He just didn't want to say it out loud and shatter his confidence.
Everything in front of He Zhiyao was blurring, his mind bombarded with overlapping, mottled images, begging him to close his eyes, telling him everything would end, everything would pass if he just closed his eyes.