"Is it forbidden for me to listen to what you're discussing?"
Wu Wenyue's lips curled up, thinking to himself, you're resigned, but those two may not be. This visit is proof; I must seize this opportunity to hide and observe what they truly think, and to see how you, this rotten thing, will converse with them!
As Wu Wenyue spoke, he was getting dressed, his thoughts racing while his eyes roved around the attic.
Wardrobe, wardrobe, where are you?
This could be said to be Wu Wenyue's conditioned reflex, after all, he's achieved the feat of "peeping from the closet". But unfortunately, the attic is small, and the wardrobe even smaller, at first glance it's clear it's impossible to hide there.
Under the bed? No, this low bed couldn't even fit a cat, let alone me...
Finally, Wu Wenyue's gaze landed on the only spot he could hide.
