Now, Axiang couldn't even force a smile. When she saw Xia Dabao, she just nodded and numbly spread the fish grass.
"Axiang," Xia Dabao called out to her, "have you eaten yet?"
She was intentionally trying to start a conversation with Axiang.
Axiang just shook her head, "Not yet. And you, Abao?"
"I haven't either. I'm about to cook," Xia Dabao said, but after speaking, she again didn't know what to say to Axiang.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward, fortunately Axiang was focused on spreading the fish grass and looked as if she was heavy with thoughts.
So, Xia Dabao couldn't help but ask, "Axiang, have you been doing alright lately?"
Axiang looked up and asked, "What do you mean... doing alright?"
"..." Xia Dabao was somewhat at a loss for words, then said, "Naturally, I'm asking if life has been treating you well?"
"Life?" Asking only made things worse, as Axiang suddenly looked like she was about to cry. She shook her head again, "I don't know."
