"What!?" Xia He was speechless and asked in disbelief. "Are you—deaf?"

Behind the ears.

In Xia He's opinion, most of the people who could relate to this word were grandparents in their seventies or eighties. Chu He, who looked like a pretty boy, suddenly said this sentence, which immediately ruined Xia He's outlook.

"Is there any problem?" Chu He took a sip of liquor and said with a smile. "Is it discriminating against Director Chu because he has a disability?"

"No - no." Xia He felt a little sour in his heart.

It's not out of pity. It comes from the bottom of my heart.

In Xia He's life, there has never been a man as good as Chu He. He is gentle, although he is occasionally violent.

No matter how he talks or dresses, he looks like the male lead in an idol drama.

The more outstanding a man is, the easier it is for his flaws to be magnified. At least in Xia He's opinion, deafness and Chu He should not be associated.

"It's just that I'm very surprised - Director Chu, you are so young, how can you be deaf?" Xia He asked anxiously. She was afraid of hurting Chu He, so she spoke very tactfully.

"It was because I was naughty and played with firecrackers when I was little." Chu He wiped away the grease stains from the corner of his mouth casually. "But it's okay. It's just that sometimes the sound is too low and it gets blurry, but it doesn't affect normal life."

Xia He was a bit demented and didn't know how to answer the call for a while.

But for some reason, she didn't believe that Chu He's ears were exploded by firecrackers. Based on Chu He's experience in the past few days, Xia He, whose thinking became increasingly eclectic, was more willing to believe that there was an unknown and thrilling story behind his ears.
Chapter completed!