Downstairs, ah ze was sitting on mo Shuai Nan's lap.
"A-ze, a-ze. "Mo Zitan carried mo Qingcheng out of the shower and found ah ze sitting there in a daze, his eyes staring ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.
"A-ze." She sat down and reached out to push ah ze.
Ah ze only came back to his senses after being pushed by her. He reached out and hugged mo Shuai Nan tightly.
"What's wrong with you? Did something happen?" Mo Zitan's delicate little face was filled with worry. She squinted her eyes and sized up ah ze.
She had known ah ze for seven whole years, from fighting to knowing and loving each other. The process was not easy, but she understood this man!
Ah ze was a man with a strong sense of responsibility. He had never had anything on his mind, but today, he seemed to have a lot on his mind.
"It's nothing," Ze said. He handed mo Shuai Nan to her and said,"Zi tan, give me a hug, I'm going for a smoke!"