The Ou Family's lunch was a bit late today, finishing at two o'clock in the afternoon.
The rain outside drizzled incessantly.
The black car downstairs remained parked there, silent and still.
Ou Chenghai had gone back to open his rice noodle shop, leaving only Ou Lan and Baili Mu at home.
Although they had become friends, Ou Lan really hadn't learned how to interact with Baili Mu in a relaxed and natural way, and felt somewhat constrained now that it was just the two of them.
But Baili Mu was really greedy—he didn't want to leave so soon. So, he tried hard to find topics for small talk, and they ended up talking about a lot of things, eventually coming around to his mother.
As memories of his mother surfaced, he could scarcely suppress his sorrow. The sunny, warm facade he presented to everyone was ripped open, revealing his melancholic side.
Ou Lan deeply sympathized with him, "I never imagined your childhood was so unhappy. Your mother was a good woman, it's truly a pity."
