"Look!"
Turning back, he couldn't help but flash a proud smile at his younger brother, "I told you, Mr. Ji never makes mistakes in his work!"
"Mr. Ji must be really amazing, right?"
The child murmured softly in a daze.
Yan Fei lifted his head, "Of course, I already told you!"
"No, it's just that feeling, it's not like what you said, brother..." The child thought for a moment, then confidently said, "He shouldn't be that fierce, or that scary."
He tried hard to lift his head to clearly see those blurry scenes, the passersby and vehicles coming and going, the bustling and chaotic market, haggling, queuing, shouting, yelling, seemingly all mundane.
Yet it felt different from other places.
When his eyes were open, he couldn't see clearly, but once he closed his eyes, everything became so vivid.
"Everyone seems to be smiling."
In the drowsiness between dreaming and waking, the child sighed softly in realization, "Just like you, brother."
