He paused. Certain emotions settled deep within his clear eyes as he smiled and said,
"Alright."
Shen Huoshui was satisfied. Her bright, glistening, fox-like eyes curved into a smile as she casually picked up a piece of Dongpo pork for him and said, "I think this one's pretty good."
The boy's smile grew even warmer, a truly comforting sight.
But before he could even taste the Dongpo pork she had given him, his phone rang.
He froze, frantically pulling out his phone to hang up, but Shen Huoshui stopped him with a smile. "It's not very polite to ignore a call," she said.
The boy pressed his thin lips together. After a moment's hesitation, his fair fingertips tapped the answer button, and he put the call on speaker.
A crisp, pleasant female voice came from the phone. "...Shen Zhi, you didn't come to school today. The teacher said you were sick?"
