"After dinner, the family sat on the sofa eating fruit and watching a show. Once the elders left, Wang Yue and Fu Zhengzhi also departed, leaving just the two of them remaining on the sofa.
Zhuo Jian held her hands tightly together, her head bowed as she repressed her feelings.
Fu Yanye was looking at the advertisements on the television screen and didn't speak until a phone call came for him.
'I'm not going! I'm busy!'
It sounded lively on the other end, with what seemed like a crowd; the voice speaking was loud, perhaps Su Bai's?
Zhuo Jian wished he would leave now, to save them from the awkwardness of being alone together late at night.
But he said he wouldn't go.
Soon after, he added, 'Zhuo Jian is back; we're at the old house, okay?'
Did Su Bai ask for a reason why he wouldn't go?
Zhuo Jian instinctively turned her head to look at him. After Fu Yanye hung up the phone, he also glanced at her and asked, 'What's wrong?'
