After ending the call with Sicilio, Han Zhan returned to his room to change clothes.
There was no sun today and the air outside was chilly. Han Zhan put on a thermal inner war and sweater, and even wrapped himself in a down jacket to ward off the cold.
When he was young, even during the cold winter, Han Zhan never wore thermal underwear. He always wore a thin sweater and a windbreaker to live the entire winter carefreely.
But now, even without his grandmother's instructions, he knew that it was going to be winter soon.
He had grown up and become sensible.
Han Zhan went downstairs and saw Song Ci hugging Han Jun and coaxing her softly. Han Jun's face was slightly red and she looked listless. Her small hands were limp on Song Ci's arms.
Han Zhan walked over and stood in front of Song Ci. He stared at Little Treasure in her arms and asked, "What happened to Junjun?"
