Xiao Yuan has indeed changed from before.
In the past, when Xiao Yuan was with you, he would be warm, considerate, and attentive to every detail. But when you weren't around him, it seemed like his world had no trace of you at all.
Run Sheng had seen the boy crouching by the stream with his hand clutching some burning incense after taking his mother's call that night.
He seemed to be climbing up, bit by bit, from a quagmire, while Run Sheng had gotten used to standing in front of him.
Li Zhiyuan arrived at Professor Zhu's house while Professor Zhu was having a meal.
He had just prepared a dish and was holding a rice bowl, sitting in front of his wife's portrait, eating and chatting.
Li Zhiyuan's visit surprised Professor Zhu a bit, because if there was something to discuss, why not talk about it in the classroom?
"Xiao Yuan, did you eat?"
"I have eaten, Professor Zhu."
Li Zhiyuan sat down on a chair nearby and began to chat with Professor Zhu slowly.
