"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" Ling Can was startled awake, quickly leapt up from the sofa, and warily glared at Lance.
The twelve-year-old boy, originally living a carefree life, suddenly had an air of maturity overnight.
He stood like a thin yet fierce little beast by Gu Yingyue's bed, adopting a protective stance.
"Where's Gu Weiwei?" Lance asked gently, his dazzling smile showcasing his harmlessness.
Ling Can exhaled in relief, relaxing completely.
"She's gone." Gu Yingyue curiously scrutinized Lance, who actually came all the way here to find Gu Weiwei. Could he be an admirer of Weiwei?
"Ah?" Lance was greatly disappointed, his enthusiasm extinguishing instantly.
Gone! She actually left!
He only took the time to change his clothes... Could it be he took too long?
Lance glanced at his watch; no, the whole process only took him seven minutes, extremely swift.
