Hua Qingyi couldn't care less who was in power. Since last night, he kept hearing whispers from the patrol officers. He lay bored on his small bed! This Morro was quite responsible; he prepared the menu opened by Hua every day. However, looking at that massive hamburger today didn't stir his appetite.
"That looks delicious; why aren't you eating it? Can you get full just by looking at it?" A child's voice? Or was someone transitioning? Hua Qingyi was startled by the sudden voice, so silent in its approach, with not even a trace of breathing, like a ghost suddenly appearing behind him!
"Who? Who's speaking?" As Hua Qingyi turned his face paled, his beautiful face twitched uncontrollably, and his half-open mouth couldn't form a single word.
