Yan Luoxi thought it through, feeling terribly sorry. As Xiaoling grew older, he became less willing to show his emotions. If they weren't careful, they wouldn't even notice what he was afraid of inside.
"Qianqian, you reminded me—I've recently been overwhelmed by joy and failed to notice Xiaoling's psychological state."
Gu Qian smiled shyly and said, "I've been idle at home, watching TV every day, and realized this. Teenagers' psychological states are really worrying these days. They're either exploding in silence or going crazy in silence... Sister Luoxi, don't listen to my nonsense; it's not that scary. Just pay attention; Xiaoling is such a sensible child."
Yan Luoxi felt a mix of emotions; perhaps due to her pregnancy she was a bit sensitive. Thinking about the psychological pressure Xiaoling had been under recently made her feel heartbroken. "I know, I won't overthink it."
"Alright." The two chatted for a while longer before Aunt Tong came up to call them down for dinner.
