His gaze was as peaceful as the night, yet it made Li Zhi feel as if he had already seen through everything and was just quietly waiting for her to speak.
"Um... Sister Shui said," Li Zhi felt her voice waver as she quickly tried to organize her thoughts.
"She's taking me and Shen Yuan to the city for fun. We've already set off the fireworks, and there's nothing else to do here anyway..."
Old Li's gaze lingered for a moment on the tips of her ears, which were red with nervousness.
Li Zhi's heart leaped into her throat.
"Heh."
After a moment, Old Li finally chuckled. His smile was gentle and ordinary, carrying a sense of understanding and indulgence.
Like a gentle breeze caressing the water's surface, he didn't pierce the thin paper screen of her lie.
"Alright," Old Li said, setting down his teacup, his voice as calm as ever.
He paused, his gentle eyes on Li Zhi, and continued in a natural tone, "In that case... remember to come home early."
"Okay! I will!"
