"Why aren't you eating?" Luo Ziling, after wiping his eyes a few times, forced a smile as he looked at Ling Ruonan, whose eyes were swollen from crying.
That one word "Mom" seemed to be stuck in his throat, unable to be called out no matter how hard he tried.
"This is the first time I'm watching you eat face to face, and I just want to watch you," Ling Ruonan also forced a smile, "I'm not hungry either."
"You should eat too," Luo Ziling picked up a scallop and a piece of lobster meat for Ling Ruonan, "It will get cold if we don't eat now."
"Yes, I'll eat," Ling Ruonan immediately picked up her chopsticks and began eating the food that Luo Ziling had served her.
But she also couldn't taste anything, as her taste buds had been "corroded" by too many tears.
As the food entered his stomach, Luo Ziling's mood gradually stabilized, and his tears finally stayed put, no longer falling.
In truth, Luo Ziling was very hungry.
