"We'll just keep trying then," He Fang said with a laugh.
Qin Guanglin looked at her smiling face, pursed his lips, but said no more.
No matter what issues she had, it was imperative to help her get better.
He should find some time to see a psychologist...
"Why are you so distracted?"
At the dinner table, Qin's Mom noticed Qin Guanglin's behavior and couldn't help but ask.
Usually, by the halfway point of their meal, Qin Guanglin would have already started on his second bowl, but today he was eating slowly, bite by bite, and hadn't yet finished his first bowl.
"No, not at all," Qin Guanglin came back to his senses, picked up his bowl, and hungrily finished it off before wiping his mouth and saying, "I'm done eating."
"That's it?" He Fang asked.
"I ate too much at lunch."
"Eat a little more."
He Fang took his bowl, got up to serve him another portion, and then topped it with a few more chops of vegetables.
"...Alright then."