Xu Zeng's brows furrowed deeper, his annoyance growing with each repetition of his brother's name from the lips of the intruder, Xu Hu Zhe. The words were now echoing in his head like a song playing on repeat indefinitely.
It was the second time within a short span of hours that Xu Zeng found himself irritated by the man's words. "Xu Feng?!" The words reverberated in his mind like an incessant drumbeat, fueling the fire of his frustration.
'Xu Feng?! Xu Feng?!' He wanted to scream, to shake the man and make him understand that he was not Xu Feng, but Xu Zeng—ZENG! Bai Mo had known almost instantly…
Despite the raging storm of anger brewing within him, Xu Zeng managed to maintain his composure outwardly. He resisted the urge to lash out or retreat, instead opting for a measured response.
"I'm not Xu Feng," he stated firmly, his voice tinged with exasperation.
Little Theatre
Author: *Thinking*
Xu Zeng: *Ignores author, tinkers with toys*
Author: You’re supposed to ask me what I’m thinking about
Xu Zeng: *Stares in confusion*
Author: Forget it, I’ll wait till Feng Feng wakes up
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