Song Song puzzled, "Ziyue, why are you laughing?"
Wen Ziyue shook his head, helplessly laughing, "It's not a dream, he really came back, but right now—"
"Ah! Really?"
Song Song immediately climbed out of bed, so excited she almost tripped, "Where is he? Where!"
Turns out it wasn't a dream! She thought it was all a dream, otherwise why would he insistently ask her to call him "Little Brother."
After all, that's completely not his style!
Wen Ziyue deliberately said lightly, "Gone."
"..." Song Song was completely stunned, "How could he be gone?"
"Ziyue, you wouldn't have deliberately lied to me because you're worried, would you?"
After all, since she didn't wait for him to come back, her mental state had been poor; they must have been worried.
Wen Ziyue brought over the porridge, "If I lied, I'm a dog. Hurry up and eat while it's hot! It might taste average, but at least it will fill you up. You haven't been eating well during this time..."
