Li Jun looked at Zong Yue's gentle, smiling face through the dim light of the floor lamp.
She didn't seem angry, not even complaining.
It was like an ordinary chat, with a touch of playful teasing.
Li Jun suddenly thought of the scene in the children's store that afternoon where she was talking to that man.
The man was speaking eloquently, and she was listening intently.
Li Jun felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but start to reflect on his neglect and indifferent attitude towards Zong Yue.
He was too used to having her around, anytime, anywhere, as if whenever he turned around, Zong Yue was always there.
Gentle as water, serene and lovely.
Li Jun was silent for a long time, until Zong Yue patted his thigh, "Hey, you have to reflect on yourself, I'll go upstairs to change clothes first."
Though she said he should reflect, it was really just a joke.
