His foot hesitated as it nearly touched the ground.
He doubted whether he should enter this door.
"So I've said it before, this trip is very dangerous,"
Little Milk Jin was surrounded by several brothers, her shiny bare head gleaming, a tiny face serious and solemn, dreadfully earnest.
"I've calculated it just now, and there's danger for ordinary people to follow us on this trip."
Because it was the summer vacation.
His brothers, usually at school, were all at home.
Little Milk Jin had been back for just over a year, and besides Tang Micheng, the other boys in the family attended schools far away, seldom returning home, let alone ones like Tang Meng who were going abroad for e-sports competitions.
This rare holiday had everyone's attention firmly fixed on sticking close to Little Milk Jin, wanting to cuddle up to their little sister.
What video arcades, what friends' gatherings—
