After dinner, Lin Runjie took the initiative to clean up the dining table. There were indeed too many dishes tonight, and he couldn't eat them all, so he tried a little of each.
Tan Yanli looked at the leftovers, sighed, and said, "Don't waste them. I'll take them downstairs to feed the cats and dogs!"
"Forget it, I'll go later! You're wearing such a beautiful dress, so no need to be running up and down!"
"Alright then!"
Tan Yanli smiled and replied, "I'll sit on the sofa and wait for you!"
Lin Runjie cleaned up the kitchen, took out the trash and a box of food, and went downstairs.
When he returned, he saw Tan Yanli still maintaining the same posture, half-leaning on the sofa armrest, lost in thought. It seemed she didn't even hear him open and close the door.
He walked up to her, squatted down, looked into her eyes, and asked, "Honey, what are you thinking about? So absorbed?"
"Nothing!"
