Just like any other night, Chen Ming did whatever he usually did, as if the solemn declaration he made to Auntie Delia at the dinner table had been completely forgotten the moment he turned his head.
Unlike certain someone, Mewtwo had been harboring a whirlwind of emotions ever since walking through the door. From the very beginning until now, even Mewtwo himself found it astonishing how things had worked out with such sheer coincidence. Granted, it didn't feel entirely real, but the result wasn't fake either—A-Ming had said it with his own mouth, after all.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mewtwo flipped through the book in his hands, only to zone out every few moments.
Chapter 201