Mrs. Yao heard a woman's voice coming through the receiver and was shocked: "Who are you with?"
"No one, Mom. I'm at the supermarket buying medicine." Yao Zibao lied on the spot while directing a shushing gesture at Song Binbin, who was staring at him in astonishment.
"Buying medicine? What kind of medicine? Where are you not feeling well exactly? Why weren't you honest when your brother asked you just now?" Mrs. Yao was genuinely worried about her son's health.
"Mom, it's nothing. I'm coming back now." He hung up quickly after saying that.
Song Binbin knew he was on the phone with his mother, but she didn't understand why he had to be under the coffee table to take the call. It wasn't until he remained crouched on the floor and gestured towards the window that she finally realized.
Close the window! He mouthed to her.
Following his signal without a second thought, Song Binbin walked over to the window to close it, just about to pull the curtain.
