"Commemorating and missing can both be done in the heart. When you're better, you can go and visit." Daniel comforted me, his eyes fixed on mine, adding deliberately, "I'll go with you."
"You'll go with me?" I was surprised, then quickly understood what he meant.
He wanted to "meet the parents."
But I hadn't officially agreed to him yet.
After my initial shock, I quickly brushed off the topic, "Let's talk about it when I'm better. You might not have time then."
Daniel just smiled and didn't reply, clearly noticing I was avoiding the topic.
After the acupuncture session, it was almost one in the afternoon.
Back in the car, Daniel said, "Since it's inconvenient for you to move around, let's not eat outside. I've ordered food to be delivered to your place."
He always took care of everything in detail, considering everything thoroughly.
Anyone who interacted with him would feel extremely respected and comfortable.
