Jian Si stood at the doorstep of Nan Zhan's home, raising her hand to knock on the door,
"Didn't you eat dinner tonight?" Jian Si blinked her watery, almond-shaped eyes, "But when I called you, you said you were out having dinner."
Nan Zhan was stunned for a moment,
It wasn't that he was unfilial, but just like many other children, when he was out and about, when he faced grievances, when he encountered difficulties, the first person he thought to call was his parents. Even if it wasn't for seeking help, hearing their voices would give him courage. However, his family was never going to be like those ordinary families, and his parents were never going to be like those ordinary parents.
He clearly remembered a time when he was still in school, playing games with classmates, when his nose got hit and bled. Although the bleeding stopped and it wasn't painful, he still picked up the phone and called Helan Ying.
He said, "Mom, I got a nosebleed today."
