Li Yeqi suddenly felt stabbed in the heart; he had been gone for over half a year, and even his son didn't want to acknowledge him. He squatted down in front of Yanling, trying to communicate with him on equal footing. "Habits can be changed, right?"
Yanling turned his head arrogantly, spinning a soccer ball on his finger expertly. He said, "I don't like to change."
Li Yeqi squatted and moved in front of Yanling. He very much understood Yanling's feelings. After all, he had been out of touch for over half a year, so it was only natural for him to feel strange.
"Xiaoling, life isn't unchanging. We must learn to adapt to the comings and goings of those around us because no one can accompany you forever."
Yan Luoxi stood beside him, worried about the man's emotional intelligence. Just a few kind words would suffice, but he chose to preach a whole bunch of principles. How would a child understand that?
