Chu Ge was just thinking, when he heard Lin Zhao say to Lin Dong, "I still have some game discs here. These are rare editions. You can take them back."
Lin Dong was simply stunned. He looked at Lin Zhao, shocked, as if he was looking at a stranger.
After a moment, Lin Dong stepped forward, raised his hand, and touched Lin Zhao's forehead, asking, "Lin Zhao, you're not having a fever, are you?"
As a game enthusiast, he knew very well what rare game discs meant, but now Lin Zhao was actually giving them to him?
It made him have the illusion that something must have happened to Lin Zhao.
Lin Dong looked at Lin Zhao doubtfully, and Lin Zhao, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, put those discs away, "If you don't want them, then forget it."
"Hey hey hey, I want them." Lin Dong quickly stepped forward and held those discs in his arms. These are valuable items; previously, even if he wanted to play, Lin Zhao would be very reluctant. Now, giving them voluntarily, how could he refuse?
