Zhouzhou and Chu Lin played for an afternoon, and Lin Yujiang watched from upstairs with envy. Lin Jingsheng said, "If you want to play, go ahead, just be careful not to fall."
"Yes, Daddy." Lin Yujiang happily went downstairs to join in the fun. Lin Jingsheng watched the children's backs, silent. Time had eroded many things; it eroded deeply. In these three years, how much had it eroded the love and hate between him and Chu Lin?
At dinner, Chu Ge, Chu Lin, and the children got along harmoniously, while Lin Jingsheng had no appetite at all. Comparatively, they seemed more like a family, and he like an outsider. He looked at Zhouzhou and Chu Lin with complex emotions. Chu Lin seemed fond of the children, eagerly filling their plates with food. Yujiang and Zhouzhou ate with their cheeks full. Lin Jingsheng ate little, almost finishing a bottle of wine, and Chu Lin discreetly placed some food onto his plate.
"Stop drinking so much," Chu Lin said.
