Mianmian was resolving herself, when suddenly someone appeared by her side.
Situ Zha looked at the little bird on the windowsill and said in a low voice, "Why are you still not happy?"
Mianmian was surprised, "How do you know Mianmian is unhappy?"
Situ Zha rolled his eyes, "Your expression today has definitely not been as relaxed as before."
They had known each other for so long, was he not aware of what Mianmian usually looked like? Today, although Mianmian was smiling on the surface, her eyes were not as bright as before, clearly indicating that something was on her mind.
"Mianmian herself only realized just now that she was feeling bad."
Mianmian said gloomily.
Situ Zha was speechless, "Sometimes I think you're very smart, and sometimes I really want to call you an idiot."