The whole evening, Duan Xingzhi seemed a little absent-minded, completely unlike his usual self.
After sending Lanyu back and returning home, Mr. Duan and Mrs. Duan were still in the living room, clearly waiting for him.
Seeing him come in, Mrs. Duan beckoned, "Xingzhi, come here."
Duan Xingzhi sat down, took the fruit Mrs. Duan handed him and took a bite, but didn't say anything.
"Xingzhi, what's going on with you tonight? You seem a bit off. Did something happen?"
"No, maybe there's just been a lot going on lately and I haven't been resting well."
"You need to pay attention to rest. If you can't handle all the work by yourself, let Xingzhou and Sansan do it. You can't wear your body out over this." No matter what, she still cared about her son's health.
Duan Xingzhi smiled. "Mm, I know. You don't have to worry."
