Mo Si looked at the man in front of him, lost in thought, and felt a bit worried.
He had only lightly patted the other man, but the tall and majestic Mr. Mo staggered unsteadily under the burden.
Mo Si was startled.
"Sir!" he quickly reached out to steady Xiao Qimo, who hadn't managed to stay upright.
He couldn't be pretending to be injured, could he...
"What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Qimo, struggling against the turmoil in his heart, waved his hand.
"It's nothing."
Mo Si: Clearly, there is something wrong...
Xiao Jianli was in a good mood, chatting and laughing with Lu Mian as they entered the house.
Xiao Qimo reacted a beat too slowly, moving like a heavy-headed zombie as he followed them inside.
Left in the corridor, completely ignored, Fu Man stood like an unheeded outsider, her outstretched hand going unnoticed by everyone.
In the end, it was Xiao Qimo who gave Mo Si a look before entering the door, prompting Mo Si to hang back at the end.
