Qiao Yun stared at Li Hanzhou, her eyes unblinking.
She seemed to be somewhat anticipating Li Hanzhou's answer.
She had thought about the meaning of Li Hanzhou's phrase before, but could not think of anything beyond being good friends.
What else could they be?
Because no one had taught her these things, she was a robot, supposedly ignorant of human emotions.
Li Hanzhou asked her, "Are you happy being friends with me?"
"Mm," Qiao Yun did not deny.
"Would you be willing to have a better relationship with me?"
"A better relationship? Aren't we already very good friends?"
She did not understand.
Li Hanzhou told her, "In this world, there is not only friendship, friends, but also others."
"Family?" Qiao Yun had a family, so she could understand kinship, "But you aren't my family."
"I could be your family, as long as you agree," Li Hanzhou cast a wide net, waiting for Qiao Yun to walk into it.
