Lu Ting Cheng, wearing grey lounge pants and a dark navy T-shirt, sprawled sideways on the long couch, one arm folded under his head as he lazily scrolled his phone with half-lidded eyes. But when a funny line played on the TV, he chuckled softly, his lips curving up into a rare boyish smile.
At the far end, Lu Zi Zhen lounged in a bean bag, wearing a plain black hoodie and sweatpants. He had his headphones slung around his neck as he scrolled something on his tablet, but he kept glancing up at the movie, a faint smirk playing on his lips when the characters bickered on screen.
"Mom," he suddenly spoke up, looking over at Wan Ruyi with his eyes softened, "You used to watch this movie with me when I was little, I didn't understand its message back then until when I was grown!"
