After buying the wood carved doll, Dong Huiying returned to Lao Si's place.
Seeing Lao Si's reaction, she was clearly startled; it seemed he was quite surprised, not expecting that she would actually purchase this item for him.
"Do you like it?" she asked.
He took the wood carved doll, his expression blank, but his lips formed a straight line. Holding a mix of complex emotions, he nodded, "Mhm, I like it."
Dong Huiying sighed in relief, "As long as you like it."
However, judging by his appearance, it was hard to tell if he truly liked it, or was he just humoring her? He seemed... not very happy.
Since he had a nightmare the other night, he had been this way.
Suddenly, he grasped her hand and opened his mouth slightly.
She waited patiently, but in the end, he shook his head.
However, the grip on her hand grew even firmer.
"Let's go back!" Holding her hand, he walked them back with swift steps, as if running from something.
