Upon hearing his simple inquiry, Chen Jing felt an urge to cry.
Perhaps because aside from close relatives like her daughter, son-in-law, and grandson, it's been a long time since anyone has asked her a similar question.
Even if it was just a simple sentence, or even a casual remark.
She took a deep breath to quell the emotions stirring within her before responding.
"Hmm, I'm thinking about some things."
As soon as she said the words, she regretted it a little bit. Why did she admit so candidly that she was thinking about things?
She could have deflected it, saying she was about to sleep or that it wasn't bedtime yet, or that she was watching television, wouldn't that be better?
Why did she have to tell the truth?
"Thinking about the past?"
Luo Yifan seemed to have an ability to read minds. His words felt like a large stone making a "thud" as it was thrown into the lake of her heart.
"Hmm..." Chen Jing obediently responded.
Her thoughts were swirling inside her.
