C125 I Don't Know If I'm Dead or Alive

Loo Shufen invited Lih Jinghuai into the room.

It was already summer. There was a mosquito curtain hanging at the door and a cold mat on the sofa. It was a common practice in the town. Lih Jinghuai sat down on the sofa and Loo Shufen poured tea for him.

"There is no good tea here. I made the tea myself. Drink some