Lyra Smith did not answer, her first instinct was to open the shoe cabinet to look. But of course, she could not find any men's slippers. She remembered no one in her family and her brother had ever visited her apartment, which she moved into last year. All the duplicates of everything in her apartment belonged to Sophia Jackson.
She looked at Morris Jackson: "There are no slippers. You can just come in like this, it's no problem."
He strode in and said as he came by her side, "Size 45."
Upon hearing this, Lyra Smith knew he was referring to his shoe size, she pretended not to understand, but actually she secretly kept it in mind.
Upon his entry,
Before Lyra Smith could get a cup of hot water for Morris Jackson, Sophia Jackson pulled her into the kitchen.
"Slow down, the floor is wet, I almost slipped." Lyra Smith clung to Sophia Jackson's arm, fearing she would slip.
