57, Elephant

"Independent entities? Respect?"

In the cozy room, the middle-aged man with a scholarly aura quietly listened to his daughter's prattling confession, then pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and smiled gently.

"Daddy," Zhao Jiayi couldn't help but ask, "what exactly does he mean?"

"Jiayi,"

the middle-aged man gently stroked Zhao Jiayi's head and spoke softly, "You must understand, this isn't our homeland, and they are the most original and pure people. They can hide their emotions and do not have eyes for emotional exchange. To such primitive souls, privacy is the cornerstone of freedom, dignity, and security. This is different from us."

He smiled and said, "You can't see into his heart, and he can't see into yours either. The distance between people is very far. Living here, the first thing you must learn is to maintain distance."

"Maintain distance?"

Zhao Jiayi tilted her head, not quite understanding.