Henry patted him on the arm, "Come on, talk to me. I can assure you that I will not be as mean as you. "
"Am I sick to talk to you?" Liam laughed. "What's the difference between you and a loudspeaker?"
"…"
Henry choked and was about to argue with him.
"I'm just sleepy." Liam drooped his eyelids and said. "I think you can be a successful writer."
"Piss off," Henry got up. "you are wasting my feelings."
Henry was not the kind of person to calm down, but after sitting for a few minutes, he planned to go out.
After listening to Liam's words, he also felt that he was a little hypocritical tonight, and he even thought that the young man who could not see anything would be affected.
Before leaving the lounge, Henry looked up at Liam, who was now lying on the sofa.
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