"Luqiu, what's wrong?" Shen Muchen inside the room noticed her unusual behavior and looked over.
"...Nothing, just thinking the rain is really heavy, it has totally wilted the flowers and plants below." Lin Luqiu came back to her senses, quickly withdrew her gaze, and closed the balcony window.
Then she returned to the room and continued to eat hot pot with Shen Muchen and Han Yue.
But her mind flew away involuntarily.
"Luqiu, what's the matter with you? What are you thinking about?" Han Yue noticed her distraction and curiously waved her hand in front of her.
"Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Lin Luqiu shook her head.
Both Han Yue and Shen Muchen could see that she was preoccupied with something, but as she didn't want to talk about it, they didn't pursue the matter further.
After finishing the hot pot, the three of them cleaned up the kitchen together, washed the pots and dishes, and then had some fruit in the living room.