As He Juan tilted his head to peer at the number shown on the digital scale, he sensed Mu Yuze going rigid in front of him. The boy sucked in a mouthful of cold air and then stopped breathing altogether. In that split second, He Juan wondered if he could hear Mu Yuze's heartbeat if he were to press closer.
That thought brought a deep chuckle out of his throat, his exhale fanning across Mu Yuze's fluffy hair. He drew back and watched Mu Yuze's stiff expression with his eyes curving in mirth. "Why are you so nervous? Don't worry, Gege won't cut your height down even by one centimeter. See, I am recording it honestly." He fixed the headpiece in position and tugged Mu Yuze down from the scale, inviting the boy to be the witness. Otherwise what if Mu Yuze suspected He Juan lying and playing a trick on him? That would be absolutely unacceptable.
Mu Yuze spared the scale a glance and nodded, "Mn."
