"Son, remember not to forget to take your medicine!"
When the voice from outside the room had vanished, Li Huowang sighed in relief, finally having a moment to organize his thoughts about what had happened last night.
First of all, he couldn't jump to conclusions right now, because last night was too blurry—perhaps he had seen it wrong.
To confirm whether someone was indeed following him, he had to obtain concrete evidence.
Otherwise, others would always think that he was just being paranoid, and his image in their eyes was already bad enough.
And Li Huowang didn't trust his own perceptions completely.
Thinking this, Li Huowang's face showed a trace of hesitation as he quickly began typing on his phone.
I always feel like someone is watching me with ill intent, wanting to harm me—but for what reason?
After typing this line, various answers appeared, and Li Huowang scrolled down quickly until his finger suddenly stopped on a line, delusional disorder.
