Huobai was streaming from his room. He was still playing because he could, but he had to have his leg raised and he could do that only in his room. And thankfully, the laptop was efficient enough to be as quick as the computers down there.
He looked at the time in the lower right corner and frowned. It was already an hour when Yixing left the house. If he drove to his home, he must have already arrived.
Huobai couldn't say he wasn't afraid for him. The last time he went there, he came with broken knuckles. And the time before when they had dinner, he was almost poisoned by his own father.
'Why are you so deep in thoughts? You even forgot to talk,' Huobai read one of the comments and laughed. It was true, but that didn't mean he wasn't completely paying attention.