"Xiaozhao." Madam Lu called softly, as if finally remembering, "Hey, how many years has it been since you last visited our place? I remember you used to drop by during the summer and winter vacations in college."
"Later, I was assigned to another place, separated from Lu Jun, so I couldn't come." Zhao Wensheng nostalgically recalled the past, a wistful shade coloring the deep ink of his smiling eyes, clearly a man who cherished his relationships.
"Are you back home on a family visit now?" Madam Lu asked.
"No, godmother, Xiaozhao will be staying with us from now on. He's got his apartment sorted out, right in the building next door." Grandpa Yao said with a chuckle, "He even brought his mom over. Now you can pop over for a visit whenever you feel like it, godmother."
Manman listened to their conversation on the side, feeling that they themselves were a closed circle, and she was somewhat an outsider.
At that moment Zhao Wensheng suddenly turned, his probing gaze settling on her.