Chu Jinzhao beckoned to him, "Come here."
"..." Xiaozhi stood still, his eyes rolling around as he looked at him, seemingly lost in thought.
"Xiaozhi," he called his name, his voice low and pleasant to the ear.
But the young man still stood in place, refusing to come over.
Chu Jinzhao raised an eyebrow, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV. Xiaozhi's attention was instantly drawn to the sounds coming from the television.
He still stood behind the sofa, his eyes glued to the TV screen, clearly entranced by the cartoon.
Chu Jinzhao smiled, not insistent on having him sit down. He closed his eyes, intending to doze for a moment, but before he knew it, he had fallen asleep for over an hour.
He was awoken by the noise from the TV. Xiaozhi was now sitting down, straight-backed on the couch opposite him, his eyes still glued to the TV screen.
However, the program had changed from a cartoon to a fashion runway show.
Unexpectedly, he liked watching this.