So, you do have some self-awareness... Xu Yingguang had no choice but to ask again,
"So, how do you feel yourself?"
"Hmm... very cold, so cold my butt hurts, and my pockets are also wet, very uncomfortable."
"...You better change your pants."
...
Anyway, the almost customary burst of Xiao Yi's unexpected ideas had just come to an end.
"So, how are things on your end?"
Xu Yingguang asked Xiao Yi who was sitting across from him.
Of course, they weren't sitting opposite each other on toilets, but on sofas, having a conversation in an official setting.
"...Huh?" Xiao Yi said, puzzled, "What do you mean by 'how are things'?"
"Analog Horror," Xu Yingguang patiently explained, "Didn't I just go over Analog Horror with you again not long ago? Have you forgotten? No help for it, I'll explain it to you once more."
"No, that's not necessary," Xiao Yi waved his hand, "I know what Analog Horror means, I just don't understand what you, Old Xu, are referring to."
