After the call ended, Ji Mingqian sat on the sofa for a long time, his face taut, his mind seemingly elsewhere.
Even when Ye Jiuliang called out to him, he did not snap back to reality.
"Ji Mingqian, what are you daydreaming about?"
His arm was nudged, and Ji Mingqian looked up with a confused expression, "What's up?"
Ye Jiuliang gave him a skeptical look, "What are you thinking about? You didn't even respond when I called out to you just now. Has something happened?"
"No, I was just thinking about something." Ji Mingqian shook his head.
Ye Jiuliang held up the game controller and invited, "Do you want to play a round?"
"You guys go ahead, I'm going to step outside to make a phone call." Ji Mingqian said as he stood up with his mobile phone and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Ye Jiuliang watched his silhouette, her eyebrows lifting slightly, thinking how odd he was acting.
