C159 Hei Ze and Hee Xiaozhu

After a month of constant companionship, Hei Ze had grown accustomed to the faint, enticing fragrance that always lingered around him, as well as the incessant but comforting chatter. He had even come to accept being called a fool or a blockhead.

For two whole days, he hadn't heard the voice that so often pestered him, and he couldn't shake a sense of emptiness. With this thought