On the way back, the world became very quiet, as if only the faint sound of wind outside the car window remained.
Before Ethan Huo moved, he was still wondering how many times he had to jump rope to offset the heat. Now he was curled up in the passenger seat with a soft pillow, feeling drowsy.
He ate almost all the midnight snacks that Patrick Pei ordered. He usually restrained himself for too long, so he was not polite today.
The man saw that he had his eyes closed and turned up the air conditioner temperature by two degrees.
"Teacher." The boy leaned back in his chair and asked casually, "What color do you think I am?"
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