"But in cartoons, the characters who say things like this usually end up dead, you know," Ji Minghuan said.
After he said this, the other kids in the detention room all cast disdainful looks at him.
Sun Changkong paused, shook his head, his fiery red hair swaying, and said earnestly, "I don't care, I'm a country kid. I've never watched cartoons, so it doesn't work on me!"
"Alright then, I'll reluctantly make a pinky promise with you," Ji Minghuan said, reaching out to pick up the wolf's tail on the ground and hooking it around Sun Changkong's pinky, shaking it. "Pinky promise, hang yourself, a hundred years no change."
Sun Changkong was annoyed and swatted away Filio's tail. Filio innocently retrieved his tail and held his unfinished cake, watching the two.
"Hand over," she said with a dark face, lowering her face and staring at Ji Minghuan without moving.
"Why are you so fierce? Then just hand it over."
Sun Changkong took his hand, opened a pinky, and then hooked it.
